What caught my eye was red.

A card fell out of the envelope.

Meng Qing recognized that this was the tarot card she gave Lu Zhizhou back then.

Grinning, the smile didn't reach her eyes, because Meng Qing saw the words "marriage certificate" written on the red book in her hand!

The two marriage certificates are exactly the same.

Trembling hands opened.

The two people in the ID photo are her and Lu Zhizhou.

They were wearing uniform white shirts, with their heads leaning against each other, facing the camera, smiling brightly and happily.

The date on the marriage certificate is two years ago.

The number of the date is exactly the code that just opened the iron box - the date of marriage registration between her and Lu Zhizhou.

Numbers float before your eyes.

Meng Qing felt that she was about to float up with the numbers, a sense of weightlessness suddenly hit her, dizziness, headache, nausea and retching, she couldn't see anything, her whole body seemed to be thrown into the washing tub, in the high-speed rotation of the sky and the earth, time and space were different.The degree of distortion dragged her into the dark abyss.

At the same time a great sadness pinned her to the floor.

Meng Qing clutched the floor tightly, unable to stand up due to the pain.

She opened her mouth wide, but couldn't take a breath. When she was on the verge of suffocation, a howl came in and out of her throat, and tears gushed out.

In the haze, the surrounding gradually became clear.

Memories also surfaced.

Fearing that the memory of this time would be short and perishable, Meng Qingkui didn't dare to stay, she struggled to get up from the floor, grabbed her marriage certificate and ran out.

Run out of the building door.

It happened that an aunt came over on a shared motorcycle and saw Meng Qing. The aunt smiled and said, "Little tailor, it's just right. I want to make a down jacket style that is popular this year. I have the picture. I brought two old down jackets. YouSee if there is enough down inside to make a new one.

As the aunt said, she took out a large bag from the basket of the tram.

Meng Qing cried and snatched her shared motorcycle, got on it, turned around and left.

She cried fiercely, and also snatched the car fiercely.

The aunt was startled, and when she rode far away, the aunt came to her senses: "Why are you crying... Hey, I haven't locked the lock yet, you're leaving with my money...

Meng Qing couldn't control everything.

She had only one thought: go to the funeral home to find Lu Zhizhou.

Just after leaving Guhe Street, there were sporadic snowflakes in the sky.

It was cold early this year, and it was snowing before the beginning of winter.

The neck was bald, Meng Qing was wearing cotton mop on her feet, and she didn't wear gloves. After a while, her hands were already red with cold.

Fortunately, there is no heating in Guhe Street today. Meng Qing was wearing thick cotton clothes when she was at home.

Her hair was messed up by the wind and slapped on her face. The cold wind poured into the large padded jacket, and a few cold snowflakes fell on her empty neck.

Meng Qing couldn't perceive it all.

She rode a shared tram and drove towards the funeral home without hesitation.

She has always been her own way, bold.

Just like that day two years ago, she was also like this, riding a shared motorcycle to the funeral parlor to find Lu Zhizhou to get married.

However, she was wearing a wedding dress that day.

Meng Qing led Lu Zhizhou home to meet his parents for the first time.

After exchanging pleasantries, Meng Xingxue and Li Peiqin were very satisfied with Lu Zhizhou's image.

Next, it was customary to ask family questions about work and personal situation, and Lu Zhizhou answered truthfully. They didn't say anything at the time, maintaining a superficial harmony, and had a meal with Lu Zhizhou with smiles on their faces.

After the meal, Meng Qing sent Lu Zhizhou away and returned home, only to see the angry faces of her parents.

They firmly opposed Meng Qing and Lu Zhizhou being together.

"He has no father and no mother. He is an orphan. After you get married, there is no one to take care of him."

Meng Qing said, "I don't need anyone to take care of me."

"This is actually a good thing. He has no family and relatives, and he will be closer to us in the future, but he has no house and no car." Meng Xingxue said, "Why does a man who has nothing marry my daughter?"

Meng Qing argues: "Lu Zhizhou has a job and money, and his savings can buy a new house in Jiangbei City. He just likes to live in Guhe Street now, it's not that he can't afford a house."

Li Peiqin said angrily, "Work? Putting makeup on the dead, is this also called serious work? When I look at his hands, I feel..."

In front of her daughter, Li Peiqin didn't say the word "unlucky", but she couldn't help but went to the storage room and took out a bottle of disinfectant, next to it to disinfect the place Lu Zhizhou had just touched.

"Lu Zhizhou is the director of the funeral home, not what you said..." Meng Qing was so wronged that she shed tears, "What's wrong with putting makeup on the dead? Everyone of us will die, and I will die too. After I die, I will ask Lu Zhizhou to do my makeup.".”

Seeing his daughter crying, Meng Xingxue wanted to say something harsh, but he held back, frowned impatiently and smoked.

There is only one child, Meng Qing, who was raised in the palm of their hands since she was a child. Although she is usually arrogant and indulgent, it is not a big deal, and everything is left to her, but this matter must not be done. It is a matter of whom to marry.Watching her daughter's happiness for the rest of her life.

With Lu Zhizhou's conditions, he is not the best candidate.

After smoking a cigarette, Meng Xingxue said, "Qingan, have you ever wondered if Lu Zhizhou was with you and was trying to plot something against you?"

"I chased him." Meng Qing said bluntly, "It took me a lot of effort to catch him."

Li Peiqin interjected: "Such a man has a scheming mind."

"I know you are doing it for my own good, but you are completely prejudiced and discriminated against Lu Zhizhou. Lu Zhizhou is really good." Meng Qing praised Lu Zhizhou, and immediately became proud: "Let's not talk about it, just take the boys in our class.For comparison, in terms of achievements, which one of them is better than Lu Zhizhou? Lu Zhizhou already owned a funeral home at a young age."

"The two of you are now in the period of passionate love. It's the time when your brain is racing. When you calm down, think about whether he is suitable for you."

"I'm calm now, I've always been calm."

Meng Qing slammed the door hard with a "bang".

The conversation ended badly.

Then one day, Meng Xingxue and Li Peiqin went to find Lu Zhizhou alone.

At first, Meng Qing didn't know.

Lu Zhizhou didn't tell her, just like she didn't tell Lu Zhizhou that her parents were dissatisfied with him.

Lu Zhizhou didn't talk much in the first place, but in those few days, he became even more taciturn.

Meng Qing was careless and didn't take it seriously.

When she went home on the weekend, while chatting with her parents, Li Peiqin told Lu Zhizhou's background in a hurry.

Meng Qing was surprised: "Are you going to investigate him?"

"No, he said it himself."

Now that the matter has come to an end, Li Peiqin didn't lie to her again: "Your father and I talked to Lu Zhizhou a few days ago, and he told us that he had never met his biological parents. When he was born, his parents were already dead. HeIt was his master, the old curator of the funeral home, who cut it out from the belly of the dead body."

Meng Qing didn't know these details. She only knew that Lu Zhizhou's parents died in an earthquake. At that time, the old curator of the funeral home participated in the rescue. Seeing that he lost his parents, he took him home out of sympathy.He raised him and taught him how to manage the funeral home, and he would put makeup on the dead since he was a child...

Later, the old curator passed away and left the funeral home to Lu Zhizhou.

After moving out of the old curator's house, he had no place to go, so he ate and lived in the funeral home alone.

It was an old friend of the old curator, the grandma of the landlady of Guhe Street, that is, the grandma of 402, who took the initiative to find Lu Zhizhou and let him live in No. 32, Guhe Street.

Lu Zhizhou lived in Guhe Street for several years, always living in 401.

"More than that, Lu Zhizhou..." Li Peiqin sighed, "Lu Zhizhou said that he will stay in the funeral home..."

Meng Qing didn't finish listening, she hurried back to Guhe Street in a hurry.

"My parents are looking for you, why didn't you tell me?" She asked Lu Zhizhou straight to the point.

Lu Zhizhou was alone in room 401, still wearing a black mask.

He dodged his eyes, and after a while, he whispered: "Are you afraid of me?"

Meng Qingchao spoke loudly, so decisively that the small room echoed. She smiled and grabbed Lu Zhizhou's hands and covered her face.

Lu Zhizhou wanted to take it back, but was held down by Meng Qing.

Holding her face in his hands, Meng Qing raised her head and smiled at him, dazzling like a blooming sunflower.

Lu Zhizhou's eyes were burning hot, and his voice was muffled through the mask: "My hands touch corpses every day."

"It's not touching with bare hands, I know, you must wear gloves when you work." Meng Qing said, breaking off his slender and well-proportioned fingers, and kissing them one by one, "It's obviously very fragrant and easy to kiss."

Lu Zhizhou's face was hot inside the black mask.

He stood in front of Meng Qing, bent over, and watched her kiss his fingers one by one with her soft lips in a pious posture.

At that moment, his fingers seemed to be visited by an angel.

Lu Zhizhou felt that he was afraid that he would be trapped by this person in front of him forever, he didn't want to go anywhere, he wanted to stay by Meng Qing's side for the rest of his life.

If Master is still alive, he must be the happiest one.

The name "Lu Zhizhou" was chosen by Master.

Master always said: "May you be like a ship on land, which can dock steadily on the land and never need to be swayed."

The master's surname is not Lu, and Lu is taken from Lu Zhizhou's biological father's surname.

Lu Zhizhou reached the age of kindergarten, was sent to kindergarten for a day, and came back crying, crying for his mother: "They all said that you picked me up from the trash can, a child that no one else wanted.

"Nonsense! Your parents love you very much, and your father loves your mother very much...

Master told about his life experience.

Master participated in the rescue of an earthquake in City A, and two corpses were pulled out from the rubble—the man was protecting his wife in his arms, and the wife was protecting the child in his stomach.

The husband and wife had no vital signs, and the medical staff hadn't arrived yet. Regardless of the persuasion and obstruction of others, Master decided to cut open the pregnant woman's belly himself, and cut out a fresh little life from the corpse.

Master often said: "Remember, you are not an unwanted child. Your parents' love for you is higher than the stars in the sky."

When he was about to die, the master grabbed Lu Zhizhou's hand with his last strength and said, "I let go, your boat must be safe and secure."

At this moment, Lu Zhizhou deeply realized what stability is.

After kissing with ten fingers, Meng Qing pulled Lu Zhizhou closer, took off the black mask on his face, and teased him: "I want to see your red face."

Lu Zhizhou's face turned even redder.

Almost trembling, he kissed Meng Qing.

Meng Qing started to make a wedding dress for herself. The veil had to be beautiful, the tube top had to be beautiful, the waistline had to be beautiful, the skirt had to be beautiful...everything had to be the prettiest.

She wants to be the most beautiful bride, the beauty of Lu Zhizhou.

With such thoughts in mind, she would sometimes wake up laughing from her dreams in the middle of the night.

On the day the wedding dress was ready, Meng Qing received a call from her parents at the tailor shop.

Li Peiqin told her that they had no objection to Meng Qing and Lu Zhizhou falling in love, and asked Meng Qing to go home for dinner.

Meng Qing couldn't believe it: "You agree with me and Lu Zhizhou?!"

Li Peiqin sighed: "You are your parents' precious daughter, what can you do if you disagree.

Meng Qing smiled triumphantly, but what her mother said next poured cold water on her head again.

"I discussed it with your father. It's okay to fall in love, but it's another matter to get married."

Meng Qing hung up the phone decisively.

She is naturally rebellious and bold.

The more she is not allowed to do anything, the more she will do it.

"I want to get married, and I will get married today."

Meng Qing put on the newly made wedding dress, looked around in front of the mirror, was so excited that she couldn't find the north, and ran out wearing the wedding dress.

In a hurry to see Lu Zhizhou, taking a taxi was the fastest, but Meng Qing was in a hurry to wait for the car to arrive. She couldn't wait for a few minutes, so she swept a shared motorcycle on Guhe Street, and rode it to the funeral home swaggeringly.

It was May day at this time, and the cherry blossoms in front of the tailor's window were still in full bloom.

When Meng Qing passed by, the pure white veil fluttered in the wind, and the pink petals fell into the pure white, embellishing this spring and sending her blessings.

Along the way, Meng Qing attracted everyone's attention.

She didn't care at all, and even greeted passers-by while waiting for the traffic lights.

"Are you going to get married?"

"Yes, yes."

"What a beautiful bride." "Thank you."

"Your wedding dress is so beautiful, did you rent it or buy it?" "I made it myself."

"Wow! You are amazing!

"If you want to do it too, find me at the tailor shop at No. 32 Guhe Street." "Okay."

"I wish you happiness." "Thank you."

The window of the car next to him was lowered, and a girl stuffed Meng Qing with a bunch of fresh flowers she bought, and sent her blessings with a smile.

The green light turns on and the vehicle starts.

Strangers cheered her loudly: "You must be happy."

Meng Qing replied with a louder voice: "It will definitely!

She was riding a bicycle, even humming an out-of-tune song, and sang stupidly: "Ride on the little motorcycle I love, and there will be no traffic jams on the road to happiness..."

Sand sculptures are cute.

There was a happy atmosphere everywhere, and even the sky above the funeral parlor was filled with pink bubbles.

When they arrived at the funeral parlor, they borrowed the phone number from the doorman and called out Lu Zhizhou.

Lu Zhizhou was wearing work clothes, a mask and gloves, and just from his exposed eyes, he could tell what kind of storm and tsunami he was going through in his heart.

Meng Qing straddled the tram and smirked at Lu Zhizhou.

Lu Zhizhou walked over slowly, without saying a word, he squatted down in front of the bicycle and pulled the hem of the wedding dress.

The moment before he touched the wedding dress, he thought of taking off his work gloves in a panic.

Meng Qing: "What's wrong?"

Lu Zhizhou carefully held up the hem of the skirt and said, "The hem of the skirt rubbed against the wheel and got twisted in."

Meng Qing stared: "Why don't I feel it? The wheels are quite smooth."

Lu Zhizhou smiled: "It's just dirty, not broken, just wash it off."

Meng Qing put the bicycle away, looked at it, and said, "It's still too late to wash it now, and it may not be easy to wash it later."

Lu Zhizhou: "I have many kinds of detergents."

"Go, go wash now." Meng Qing stood on tiptoe and asked in Lu Zhizhou's ear, "Is it pretty?"

Holding the wedding dress, Lu Zhizhou nodded heavily: "Beautiful."

Meng Qing: "I mean I'm pretty, not about the wedding dress."

Lu Zhizhou tilted his head and stared into her eyes: "I just said you are beautiful."

"Of course, the wedding dress is also beautiful." After finishing speaking, he added, "You are the most beautiful girl in a wedding dress I have ever seen, even more beautiful than the models on TV."

Meng Qing was elated: "You are also the most handsome."

When the two came to the pool, neither of them realized that this was a funeral parlor.

Until a cleaner from the funeral home passed by and asked curiously, "Why are you here wearing a wedding dress?"

Meng Qing explained: "The skirt is dirty, come and wash it."

"But... this is a funeral home." The cleaner shook his head and walked away, "You young people really have no taboos."

A blow to the head.

Holding the hem of the wedding dress, Lu Zhizhou was stunned and said regretfully, "I was too happy to be happy, so I forgot."

Meng Qingbian said: "Me too, I forgot too."

"what to do?"

Meng Qing's mind was flexible, her clear eyes rolled, and she said with a smile: "Isn't there a saying that marriage is the grave of love? Then I come to the funeral home in a wedding dress today, which means that our marriage can go from love to love.The grave will never be separated."

"Really." Lu Zhizhou murmured, "That common saying doesn't seem to mean that.

"I said yes." Meng Qing patted him, "Quickly say bah bah bah."

Lu Zhizhou: "Oh."

Meng Qing: "You haven't said bah, bah, bah, three bah, not one less!"

Lu Zhizhou followed suit and said, "Bah, bah, bah."

After washing and drying the wedding dress, Lu Zhizhou asked, "Why do you want to come to me in a wedding dress?"

"If you don't tell me, I almost forgot." Meng Qing slapped his forehead and said surprisingly, "I'm here to marry you!"

Lu Zhizhou: "?"

Meng Qing took his hand and said in a hurry: "Let's go, the Civil Affairs Bureau is not closed yet, we go to register now, there is still time."

Lu Zhizhou was stunned for a while, and asked blankly, "Do your parents agree?"

"I agree, I told them before I came, and they asked me to pick a good day, but I don't want to wait."

Meng Qing's voice was loud and her eyes were shining, she didn't look like she was lying at all.

Lu Zhizhou was dubious: "Let's make a phone call to confirm."

"The wedding dress has no pockets, and I forgot to bring my mobile phone when I came here." This is the truth.

Meng Qing took his hand and walked out, and said without hesitation: "What am I lying to you for, my parents really agree, they just called me today."

Lu Zhizhou was in a daze, and followed her mechanically.

Meng Qing muttered: "After I go back, I have to improve the wedding dress again, I want to add a pocket..."

Worried that time would be too late, she saw the car parked in the yard and said whimsically, "Let's drive to the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Lu Zhizhou disagreed: "No, that's a hearse."

Meng Qing pouted: "I'm not afraid."

"That doesn't work either." Lu Zhizhou insisted on taking a taxi.

Fortunately, when we arrived at the Civil Affairs Bureau, the staff hadn't left work yet.

"It's the first time I've seen a bride wearing a wedding dress to take a wedding photo." Someone commented next to her.

Meng Qing and Lu Zhizhou looked at each other and laughed at the same time.

They were so dazzled by happiness that they even forgot the most basic common sense.

What Lu Zhizhou was wearing was even the overalls of the funeral parlor.

The Civil Affairs Bureau has a special white shirt to provide.

They put on white shirts, and like thousands of newlyweds, their happy smiles were fixed on the marriage certificate.

Meng Xingxue and Li Peiqin found out about Meng Qing getting the certificate behind their backs the next day, and they were so angry that they almost went to the hospital.

Later, they also figured it out and comforted each other.

"I think Lu Zhizhou is okay. He's not that bad. Besides, how bad can he be? He's not from the local area, and his hometown has no relatives. He really has a bad heart, so we won't be afraid of him."

"If you have bad intentions, let Qingqing divorce him immediately."

"That's the reason. If it doesn't work, we'll get a divorce. Anyway, I have us."

"Yes, we are Wei Wei's backing, she has the capital of trial and error."

"Well, let her go, as long as she is happy."

"But Lu Zhizhou's job...what do our relatives, neighbors and friends think of us?"

"Whatever they think, close the door and we won't hear anything."

After half a year of marriage, Meng Qing and Lu Zhizhou lived a life of honey.

Until one day, Meng Qing went out and forgot the way home.

She squatted on the side of the road and cried bitterly.

Overwhelming panic and helplessness enveloped her, and Meng Qing cried faintly.

A kind passer-by asked her what help she needed, and Meng Qing cried and said, "I want to go home, but I forgot where my home is."

A passer-by asked her if she had the contact information of her family members and if she had a mobile phone.

Meng Qing shook her head, after a long time, she remembered: "My husband is in the funeral home.

Passers-by thought that she was overly sad because of her husband's death, and they all comforted her and told her to mourn.

"My husband is not dead." Meng Qing expressed for a long time, and finally made it clear, "My husband works in a funeral home."

A kind passer-by searched out the phone number of the funeral parlor and explained the situation here.

Not long after, Lu Zhizhou hurried over.

Taking Meng Qing to the hospital for a comprehensive examination, the final results came out and she was diagnosed with Alzheimer's disease, which is commonly known as senile dementia.

Meng Qing is still so young, how could she suffer from this disease?

Lu Zhizhou didn't believe it, so he took her to a more professional hospital for examination.

After Meng Xingxue and Li Peiqin learned about it, they also went to all the authoritative hospitals and experts in this field all over the country, and the results were the same.

The cause of this disease is unknown, and there is currently no cure.

Meng Qing has been forgetful since she was a child. Meng Xingxue and Li Peiqin never realized what it was. They thought she had such a personality and didn't care too much.

Who doesn't have a little problem of forgetting when you forget about it?Who would have thought that this might be a precursor to Alzheimer's.

Meng Qing couldn't accept it.

She checked the relevant information and knew that this disease cannot be cured. Now her condition is mild, and it was only the earliest symptoms when she was discovered early, but no one can guarantee what will happen in the future. It may not be long before she will forget.Lu Zhizhou forgot his parents, even forgot to eat and defecate...

Lu Zhizhou and his parents have been with her to comfort her.

She was emotionally stable for a while.

But when she used to play Tarot cards smoothly, she always made mistakes; when she couldn't think of interesting clothes styles, and couldn't make complicated skirts;When I am full, I want to continue eating...

Meng Qing collapsed.

No one can persuade you.

She searched for relevant documentaries on the Internet, went to a nursing home, and watched the daily life of Alzheimer's patients with her own eyes.

Watching them be stupid or like lunatics who can't understand human words, and do unimaginable things with hideous faces...

Meng Qing collapsed again.

She will become like them in the future, becoming unrecognizable...

She doesn't want to live like this.

If the end is inevitable, she prefers to leave beautifully while she is sober.

Before that, she wanted to make arrangements for her funeral.

Meng Qing started to push Lu Zhizhou away, clamoring to divorce him.

How could Lu Zhizhou agree?

The more he refused, the more violent Meng Qing's disturbance became, and she would say all kinds of cruel things.

"To tell you the truth, my parents have always disagreed with me marrying you. On the wedding day, I secretly obtained the certificate from you behind their backs."

"They don't like you at all, and they've been expecting me to divorce you for a long time."

"My relatives and neighbors all walk around you."

"On the night of the wedding, after you fell asleep, the grassroots of our university sent me a message, saying that he would never forget me, and I replied to him."

"I also make free clothes for handsome male stars and give them gifts."

Lu Zhizhou just hugged Meng Qing tightly, coaxed her to kiss her, vowed not to dislike her, and promised to take care of her for the rest of his life: "Qing Qing, you said on the day of the wedding that we will go from love to the grave, and we will never get married."separate."

"I didn't say that! I don't remember! I forgot!"

"It's okay, it's okay, I'll help you remember.

"I don't want it!" Meng bit him lightly.

A piece of flesh was bitten off from the shoulder, and Lu Zhizhou didn't even frown.

He hugged Meng Qing all the time, and patted her on the back softly: "Gently, it's okay, I will always be by your side and accompany you, don't be afraid."

Tired of crying, Meng Qing sniffled and said, "It's your funeral parlor's bad luck, so I went to marry you in a wedding dress that day, and I committed a taboo, and got bad luck...it made me unlucky.

"It's my fault. I shouldn't be in the funeral home that day. So, lightly, I was wrong. Blame me, blame me, hate me, and let me be responsible for it, okay?"

Meng Qing lay in his arms and sobbed: "Why do I have to drag you to get married..."

Then one day, Meng Qing forgot about Lu Zhizhou.

Parents told her that Lu Zhizhou was her husband and they had already obtained a marriage certificate. To convince her, they showed her the marriage certificate and showed it to her.

Meng Qing looked at Lu Zhizhou who had pain in his eyes, and asked, "But, if you were my husband, why would I have no impression of you?"

Thinking of the bloody amnesia that often appeared in the novels and TV dramas she had read, Meng Qing frowned: "It's because you treat me badly, that's why I have mental amnesia, have you forgotten all the memories about you?"

Lu Zhizhou squeezed out a smile: "Yes, it's my fault."

"Then I don't want to be with you." Meng Qing said logically, "You treat me badly, why should I be with you? I'm not a masochist."

Lu Zhizhou: "...But I like you, Qingqing, I love you."

"But I don't like you." Meng Qing said, "I want to divorce you."

Lu Zhizhou hurriedly took away the marriage certificate and never showed it to her again.

Meng Qing drove him away from home, looked at her worried parents, sighed, and said, "It's a pity."

Li Peiqin endured her grief and asked, "What's the pity?"

Meng Qing said shyly: "He's so handsome, he's my favorite man, no wonder I was fascinated and married him.

Li Peiqin didn't understand what it meant to tear up Mannan, but she understood her daughter's thoughts, closed the door and hid in the bathroom, Li Peiqin wept silently.

Within two days, Meng Qing found out the instructions and hospital records of the medicine she was taking.

It turned out that she did not have amnesia due to psychogenic choice, but suffered from Alzheimer's disease.

Meng Qing collapsed again.

When she thought of Lu Zhizhou again, she decided to divorce him no matter what. In order to remind herself to remember, she started to write a diary...

More than a year after the diagnosis, Meng Qing always collapsed repeatedly, and the doctor said that this was very detrimental to her condition.

Just when everyone was at a loss, Meng Qing's memory went back to two years ago.

She only remembered that Lu Zhizhou was her boyfriend, and she could tell the time and past of falling in love with him, but the calendar time reminded her that this was two years ago.

So, where has Lu Zhizhou been for the past two years?

After she fell ill, Meng Qing stayed at home, and the tailor shop on Guhe Street was also closed, and there were still half of her clothes in it.

Meng Qing forgot about these things.

She was still the same as two years ago. She went to the tailor shop to open the door and continued to make clothes. After finishing the clothes, she ran to find Qiao Ziai without waiting for Lu Zhizhou.

Qiao Ziai was so nervous at the time, but fortunately she was an actress, her acting skills were enough to fool her.

She turned her head and asked Meng Qing: "Think about it carefully, when was the last time you saw Lu Zhizhou, did he behave abnormally, or did he tell you anything.

Meng Qing tried hard to think: "Lu Zhizhou seems to tell me that he is going to save the world.

What happened later, Meng Qing wanted to know how Lu Zhizhou did it.

The snow fell harder and harder.

Riding a bicycle to the entrance of the funeral parlor, Meng Qing's head was covered with white.

Recalling the day she rode a shared tram from the tailor shop on Guhe Street to the funeral home two years ago, she entered the funeral home wearing a wedding dress, and explained to Lu Zhizhou, "Marriage is the tomb of love, which means that they will go from love to the grave, and even deathwill not be separated."

Now she came to look for Lu Zhizhou again with her hair all white, she really wanted to grow old with Lu Zhizhou forever.

Meng Qing squatted at the door of the funeral parlor, crying loudly regardless of her appearance.

Lu Zhizhou was doing inspection work in the morgue, and one of his new apprentices rushed over in a hurry: "Master, go out and have a look, there is a girl crying at the door, I look like... Mistress."

He forgot to change his work clothes, so Lu Zhizhou hurried out.

Seeing Meng Qing squatting at the door crying into tears, his heart ached and he wanted to speak. He opened his mouth, said nothing, and pressed his lips tightly.

Meng Qing raised her tearful face and looked at Lu Zhizhou.

She suddenly understood, after Lu Zhizhou came back from saving the world and reunited with her, why every time they met, he put his lips together and refused to speak first.

Because he was waiting for her to speak first.

He didn't know where her memory was, whether she still recognized him...

He had to judge what he should respond to based on what she said.

"Wow... Mingwu..." Meng Qing started a new round of crying.

With tears and snot stuck to her hair, she raised her arms and rubbed them all against the cuffs of the padded jacket, and continued to cry.

Bullshit summoning.

How could she know any summoning skills? She went out to the vegetable market to buy vegetables that day, but she forgot about it halfway.

Lu Zhizhou followed her all the way, and he walked up to her when she saw that she recognized him.

It was Meng Qing who spoke first, asking him why he brought himself into another time and space again.

Lu Zhizhou understood, and according to her brain circuit, said: "It was you who summoned me here."

Liar, big liar.

And on the day of the blind date, she was not pulled into a different time and space by Lu Zhizhou at all. The reason why they teleported from the entrance of the restaurant to Furuhe Street, and the sky suddenly turned dark, must have been forgotten by her again, although she can't remember it now.What did she do during that time...

Meng Qing kept silent, Lu Zhizhou waited for a while, seeing that Meng Qing was about to cry, her face and hands were almost frozen, in such a cold day, with only cotton mop on her feet, her heels might be frostbitten too.

Can't stand it.

Lu Zhizhou coughed, tentatively put on the domineering dragon king's demeanor of the past, matched with a cold face, and asked, "Tell me, who bullied you."

"It's you!" Meng Qing burst into tears, "Lu Zhizhou, you big liar!"

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