Chapter 1179 Alice’s Funeral

"Miss Song, we meet again. Are you here to visit Alice?"

Song Yaoyao met his eyes and said, "Of course."

"Oh! Alice must be very happy to see you!" Earl Lankester said: "I apologize for offending your subordinates. Please follow me."

With him leading the way, Song Yaoyao was not blocked this time.

When Song Yaoyao came, she had thought that Alice's condition would be very bad, but she didn't expect it to be so bad. She was lying on the soft big bed, her thin body sinking into it, almost blending into the bed. If you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't even be able to find her figure.

She only showed half of her face. Because she was thin, her jewel-like eyes were so big that it was a bit scary.

"It's Alice's honor to see you for the last time." Earl Lankester stood behind Song Yaoyao and whispered.

There was a lingering sadness in his voice, as if he simply couldn't accept it all.

Song Yaoyao's expression was very calm. She asked, "Can I stay alone with her for a while?"

After the words fell, Earl Lankester did not agree immediately.

Song Yaoyao said: "If you are not at ease, you can find someone to watch me. I will not do anything to her."

"All right."

Earl Lankester thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.

"I'm sorry Miss Song, I just love her too much."

Song Yaoyao nodded and watched a female nurse walk into the ward at Lankester's instruction and stood at the door looking at her.

Song Yaoyao sat down beside Alice's bed.

Alice's eyelashes trembled and she slowly opened her eyes. She didn't know how much she heard about the conversation with Earl Lankester just now.

"YOYO."

"Alice, are you okay?"

Hearing this, Alice chuckled and tried her best to bend her eyes. Such a simple movement seemed so difficult for her to do.

"I look bad, right?"

"Well..." Song Yaoyao blinked, "Do you want to tell the truth?"

"Okay, I already know what you want to say."

The two looked at each other and smiled in unison.

The slightly obese nurse stared at the two of them doubtfully, not understanding what was so funny about this conversation. But remembering the earl's instructions, she still stared at Song Yaoyao with great vigilance.

Song Yaoyao seemed not to feel anything and simply ignored the surveillance gaze.

Alice smiled and burst into tears.

She opened her lips, weakly stretched out a hand from the quilt, and held Song Yaoyao's, "I don't want to die."

Song Yaoyao lowered her eyes, "I'm sorry, Alice."

"Of course it's not your fault, YOYO," Alice's voice was as breathless as she said seriously, "I'm very lucky to have met you."

The two didn't get along for long, and the nurse almost took the time to interrupt their conversation, "Sorry, Miss Alice should rest."

Song Yaoyao nodded, stuffed Alice's hand back into the quilt, and stood up.

Before leaving, Alice suddenly stopped her.

"YOYO!"

Song Yaoyao turned around.

Alice struggled to give a big smile and said, "The day I leave, will you come to see me off?"

Song Yaoyao nodded, "I can."

…

Alice didn't even make it to the next day.

She seemed to be holding on for breath just to see Song Yaoyao one last time. Her long-cherished wish was fulfilled, and she could finally leave with peace of mind.

Every property belonging to the Lankester family has a white flag hung at the door. The entire island was flying with flags representing death, and the air was filled with lingering depression.

The funeral was rushed and the memorial service was scheduled for the same day.

Song Yaoyao went to Alice's funeral in person. At the door, she met Yuna with red eyes. Song Yaoyao was surprised that this sister, who was in tit-for-tat with Alice, would actually cry over Alice's death.

Noticing Song Yaoyao's eyes, Yuna immediately straightened her chest, gave her a fierce look, and turned away.

A smile flashed quickly in Song Yaoyao's eyes, and she followed the crowd in.

Alice put on a complicated and gorgeous tutu and lay in an exquisite crystal coffin. There were flowers around her, and she looked like she was asleep with light makeup and a rosy complexion.

Song Yaoyao walked around the coffin, and finally bent down and placed the flowers beside her.

"Miss Song, thank you for coming."

Madam Celia didn't know when she stood beside Song Yaoyao.

"I'm friends with Alice."

Song Yaoyao looked at her. Madam Celia's eyes flashed and she bowed her head to Song Yaoyao without any trace.

The memorial service was about to be buried, and neither Song Yaoyao nor Mrs. Celia went. Mrs. Celia said that she did not want to see her daughter buried in the soil, and she would rather let everything stay now.

Most people followed to the cemetery, and only a few people were present.

Song Yaoyao went to the bathroom, but was hit hard when she came out.

"Well--"

She groaned, holding her aching arm and looking up.

It was a man with chestnut hair. When he realized he bumped into someone, he immediately stopped and apologized sincerely, "I'm sorry."

Song Yaoyao met the man's eyes and found that there was a smile deep in his eyes, but the expression on his face was particularly sincere, making him seem to be divided into two different individuals, which was extremely weird.

Song Yaoyao couldn't describe the feeling. Her consciousness told her that this person was not a kind person.

"It doesn't matter."

"Oh, even though I say this, I still have to say to you seriously, I'm sorry."

At this moment, a woman's call came from afar.

"Honey, it's time for us to head to the cemetery."

"Oh! Just come!"

The man smiled apologetically at her and left quickly.

Song Yaoyao followed him and looked over casually. The woman looked about twenty-five years old, and her long black skirt outlined her sexy figure. She hugged the man, and the two exchanged kisses.

When they left together, Song Yaoyao suddenly felt cold on her body.

She raised her eyebrows and looked. The woman she had never seen before had withdrawn her gaze and left with the man.

"Who is she?" Song Yaoyao asked.

"Louis' favorite daughter."

Next to her, stood Celia with a calm expression.

The hall gradually became quiet and empty.

"Oh? The person he loves is not Alice?"

"Ha." Celia smiled and looked at Song Yaoyao, "Yes, I thought so before. Until I found out that before marrying me, he had a deep first love."

"ah……"

Song Yaoyao sighed, "That's really a tragedy." After saying that, she stroked her sleeves and nodded to Celia, "Please forgive me."

In a while, Alice will be buried, right? Then there is no need for her to stay.

After Song Yaoyao said this to Celia, she said goodbye and left.

…

Song Yaoyao's original purpose was to visit Alice. On the night of her burial, Song Yaoyao took a private plane back to China.

On the plane, the girl wearing a gorgeous tutu slowly opened her eyes.