Chapter 139 (1/2)

But Ji xiaorou has no place to go now. The sentence in Fu Zilan is clear and clear. It can't be regarded as not having said it.

Obviously already so tired, but still have to drag the same heavy heart and body step by step to move away from this biting place.

It seems that the only one left is the old house. Ji xiaorou finally lost her strength, took a taxi and fell asleep in the car.

Qian Zijiang has been following him all night. Looking at Ji xiaorou's hard sleep, he gives the money to the driver and asks him to get out of the car.

I stood in the front seat of the taxi, even if I could only see her through the rearview mirror, I always frowned and felt distressed.

Let Ji xiaorou sleep in the car. Maybe she can't sleep in another place.

When she woke up the next morning, Ji xiaorou was alone, but she was glad she had the courage to fall asleep in the taxi.

Uncle Liu got up very early. Before seven o'clock, he began to tidy up in the garden. It seems that Ji xiaorou suddenly finds comfort and drives down.

In the morning, there was still some cold, Ji xiaorou gently hugged her arms to keep warm.

”Good morning, Miss Qingcheng. Why did you come back so early?” Liu Shudao is to feel some accident, see her facial expression also not very good, don't be again suffered what blow.

”Good morning, uncle Liu. It's OK. I worked overtime too late yesterday. I'll go up and have a rest first.” Ji xiaorou was surprised that she could still laugh. As expected, she was the most relaxed at home.

”Let's have breakfast first. I've made some. I haven't eaten with anyone for a long time.” Uncle Liu looks hungry, but Ji xiaorou doesn't mean to refuse.

It's just like the family saying it casually. It's a matter of course. There's no reason to refuse.

There is no accident as before sitting at the table waiting for uncle Liu to breakfast, Ji xiaorou looked at the familiar breakfast, but suddenly red eyes.

”Whatever you do, the ladies who used to serve you like it. You should have the same taste. You always think you two are very similar, but you are not alone.”

”don't mind if I say too much. Miss xiaorou is really a good girl, but it's a pity that she is so young...”

Uncle Liu said with emotion, he had already regarded Ji xiaorou as his daughter in his heart, and could not help missing her occasionally.

But he suddenly reacted that it was not appropriate to say so. After all, it was not polite to compare dead people with strangers.

But Ji xiaorou's eyes are more moist. It turns out that some people in the world really remember themselves and her good deeds.

”Miss Qingcheng, don't mind. I just miss you so much that I don't mean to offend you...” Uncle Liu always keeps a smiling face. He is the same age as his daughter. He can't help loving her.

”I know. Sit down and eat together.”

Ji xiaorou's emphasis is that after she survived, she never had breakfast with others, not to mention someone close to uncle Liu.

He even helped himself with his food. It's like before, when my parents were still there, the family was always equal, and housekeeper was indispensable to them.

Ji xiaorou tears down as she eats. She thought she had cried enough, but she is still so weak in front of important people.

Uncle Liu was flustered. He didn't know what happened. He just wanted to comfort his children.

But the closer he gets, the more he feels that this woman is more like Ji xiaorou, who is no longer alive. But he knows that it's impossible.