Tomorrow is Jiang Wan’s death day, and Su Shiluo is not in the mood to eat, so he puts the roast chicken aside.
“Dr. Su, the treatment will be suspended tomorrow. I am going to worship my old man.”
Su Qingyu calculated carefully that tomorrow will be the day of Su Shiluo’s car accident, and it is also this day that his girlfriend was rescued and died.
What he wants to see must be his girlfriend.
However, the person who wanted to kill him hadn’t been found out yet, Su Qingyu suggested: “It’s best not to interrupt the treatment. If you don’t mind, I can accompany you.”
Saying it was for treatment, Su Qingyu was actually worried that the people behind the scenes would take advantage of this time to attack him.
Before she asked Yuan Feng to check the background of the servant, the servant turned out to be sent by the fourth young master.
Su Qingyu told Su Shiyu about this, but Su Shiyu insisted that it could not be the fourth young master.
If it weren’t for the fourth young master, it would be that someone wanted to get rid of Su Shiluo through the hands of the fourth young master. She was struggling every day, knowing that the person was hiding in the dark, but she couldn’t catch the person right away. At present, she can only act carefully.
The next day.
Su Shiluo rarely wore a white suit, and a white rose was pinned to his chest. After dressing up carefully, he got into the car.
In the car, he took the initiative to explain: “Wanwan was buried in her hometown, in the countryside of Linshi, Dr. Su has worked hard by boat and car.”
“Anyway, although the sea is beautiful, it will get tired after staying for a long time, so I just went out for a walk.”
After driving for more than five hours, the car came down from the national highway and drove into a rural path, bumpy all the way.
Although the road is not easy to walk, rapeseed flowers are in full bloom this season, and apricot and peach blossoms are competing to open in the valley.
Such a scene made Su Qingyu think of the day she saw Gu Lian off. She also lived in such a small mountain village, but ended her short life in a hurry because of herself.
Su Qingyu was a little sentimental. In the spring and autumn, Gu Lian had already turned into bones, and the real murderer of her had not yet been caught.
It took more than an hour of bumps before the car stopped.
This is a very quiet small village, and it was already afternoon when they arrived.
As the sun set, Uncle Li pushed Su Shiluo to the tomb.
Su Qingyu took the child to watch from a distance, while Yuan Feng and Yuan Lei looked around to prevent danger.
The little witch squatted under an apricot tree, plucking a group of small black ants with a wooden stick.
In the distance, Su Shiluo complained to the tombstone and put down a bunch of beautiful white roses.
Su Qingyu saw a line of tears streaming down his face.