After lunch, Ai Liang returned to the classroom for lunch. During the lunch break, he looked back at the classroom. There were obviously more empty seats.

　　 It seems that there are not many parents who are willing to spend money on their children. A good high school is the beginning of a high degree. If conditions permit, they will not let their children lose on the starting line.

　　 Ma Yu and Fang Xiaoxiao took advantage of the lunch time to pack their things and return home.

　　 Ai Liang lowered his head to check the next desk. Unlike other desks full of textbook reference books, his desk had no textbooks, no matter whether it was on the desk or in the desk, only the test papers occasionally arranged by the teacher.

　　 textbooks and the like have long been brought home in batches, and the books in the desk are just a few idle books picked up from Xu Zhihai's, used for normal self-study.

　　 Ai Liang grabbed the book and the test papers he talked about and went to the trash can in the corridor and threw them all in.

　　 The books that were originally picked up won't make much sense after reading them. It's impossible for him to keep these rags as a collection, right? As for the test papers, they are even more meaningless, and they will be thrown away after they have been talked about.

　　While Ai Liang was handling the desk items, Yue Qihua and Yang Xingyue were also packing things up.

　　Yue Qihua is okay, she and Ai Liang have almost nothing to bring, so they just stuff the comics and the power bank into their schoolbags.

Yang Xingyue was a bit miserable. Not only did she have textbooks and test papers issued by the school, but also a lot of tutorial books recommended by Ai Liang. In the end, she borrowed Yue Qihua’s schoolbag to move all these things away. The two big bags add up to less. Say there are twenty or thirty catties.

　　 "Ai Liang came here to help, who asked you to buy so many reference books for Xingyue, so I am now suffering." Yue Qihua carried her schoolbag on one shoulder and couldn't see the suffering at all.

　　 But Ai Liang still took the schoolbag and carried it on his shoulder, walking side by side with Yang Xingyue.

　　 "Thank you."

　　 Yang Xingyue looked at Ai Liang with a sweet smile: "Well, is Ai Liang free this afternoon? I would like to ask you to tell me a few questions..."

　　 Yang Xingyue is extremely shy every time he invites Ai Liang.

　　 "My dad is very busy lately, so no one at home needs to worry..." Yang Xingyue added another sentence after thinking of Ai Liang's rejection of his father's treat two days ago to avoid embarrassment.

　　 Ai Liang has been in his thirties for two lifetimes. It seems strange to hear these words. He looked at Yang Xingyue with a weird look. When did this shy little white rabbit be so bold?

　　 And the person concerned was waiting expectantly for Ai Liang's answer.

　　 Considering the difference between men and women, he didn't want to be too involved with Director Yang Da's daughter, so he opened his mouth and refused: "Sorry, I have something else this afternoon."

　　 Yang Xingyue was not lost and continued to ask, "What about tomorrow? My dad has not been at home for a while, so it is very tiring to run to the bookstore library with so many tutoring books carrying a dozen kilograms of schoolbags."

　　 Is this girl a ghost?

　　 Ai Liang turned to Yue Qihua: "What's wrong with her?" ’

　　 As if she understood Ai Liang's meaning, Yue Qihua sighed and said: "Xingyue, think about what you just said before you speak."

　　 Yang Xingyue looked puzzled, didn't she just ask Ai Liang for tutoring as usual?

　　 After a long silence, Yang Xingyue's face suddenly turned red, and he felt that even a single egg would be cooked.

　　 "I, I...I... Ai Liang, I am not that...meaning..."

　　 After trying to understand what she had just said, Yang Xingyue suddenly turned into mosquito-repellent eyes, hurriedly explaining, and vomiting all the vague words that she didn't understand.

　　 Yue Qihua looked at Yang Xingyue's incoherent appearance and had to explain for her: "Uncle Yang went on a business trip, so Xingyue now lives in my house. She wants you to come to my house to give her tutoring. That's probably what she meant."

　　 Yang Xingyue nodded frantically: "Huahua's parents are not at home, but there is only one nanny who is responsible for cleaning...it hurts, what are you doing!"

　　 "I said don't talk in that misleading way!" Yue Qihua retracted her hand knife.

　　 Ai Liang didn't say a word. It was inconvenient for him to speak at this time, but his pace was slightly slower and he followed them silently.

Although the two of them are wearing school uniforms, their beautiful appearance cannot be concealed by a single piece of clothing. The rustic school uniforms are also worn by them with the temperament of a fashion show. They are very eye-catching and often look back along the way. Young and beautiful girls who don't Like it.

　　 Ai Liang followed them behind them in a low-key manner with a peaked cap lowering the brim to cover his appearance, keeping a distance of two or three meters, and refused to walk side by side with them.

　　 The two have long been accustomed to this, and they both knew that Ai Liang didn't want to attract attention.

　　 Ai Liang placed his schoolbag on the bench under the bus stop sign: "I have something to do next, so I can only send it here."

　　 Urgent matter? Thinking about going there is only the summons from the police.

　　 Thinking of this, Yang Xingyue asked with some concern: "Is it still the police matter?"

For three years in the same class, Ai Liang has never been as busy as in the last few days. He has to run around almost every day. He is used to studying with Ai Liang by her side. Now he will leave for a while to make Yang Xingyue’s heart rise. lonely.

　　 In the past, Yang Xingyue’s father did the same. At the beginning, he was able to spend time with his daughter. Later, when he got busy with work, he went home fewer and fewer times.

　　 is about to graduate soon, this kind of getting along makes Yang Xingyue very uneasy, will Ai Liang's relationship between the two drift away like his father?

　　 Ai Liang used his cell phone to call nearby Didi, and while waiting for Didi, he replied, “No, the police has finished it. As long as there is no accident, I don’t need a witness.”

　　 "Then what are you going to do this afternoon?"

　　 Yang Xingyue wants to inquire about Ai Liang's itinerary in the afternoon.

　　 "Participate in Gao Jiajia's funeral."

　　 Yue Qihua and Yang Xingyue looked at each other, this topic is not very easy to answer.

　　 "...Can we go together? It's half an acquaintance anyway." Yang Xingyue was silent for a while and proposed to go there.

　　 is not a friend, but Fang Xiaoxiao can be considered a talkative relationship between everyone.

　　 "Gao Jiajia's father only invited me. It's a bit rude to come uninvited."

"Only you and Gao Jiajia's father?" Yue Qihua's expression was a little serious, "I remember he wanted to do something to you last Friday. Will he blame you for Gao Jiajia's death? After all... "

　　 Although these words are cruel, they are very reasonable.

　　 Yue Qihua, who has seen Gao Fuye go crazy, doesn't mind using the greatest malice to speculate on the real estate owner's intentions.

　　 "Just attending the funeral." Ai Liang shook his head without explaining.

　　 The appearance of Gao Fuye going crazy on Friday is indeed misleading. It is just the impulse to lose her daughter.

　　 I can't say that he is a good person, but he must be a good father. Ai Liang had already confirmed this when he went to his house.

"Oh, don’t carry your schoolbag when you attend the funeral. I’ll hold the schoolbag for you. Anyway, the mourning between two people will not take much time. After the end, you will come directly to my home to help Xingyue's homework. First, ask if there is nothing shameful in the bag. Right?"

　　 Yue Qihua took off Ai Liang's schoolbag.

　　 "I should carry it myself..."

　　 At this time, the taxi also came over. Yue Qihua didn't give Ai Liang a chance to excuse him and pushed him: "That's it. Remember to come and get your schoolbag in the afternoon."

　　 Ai Liang looked at Yue Qihua, who was holding her schoolbag and not letting go, feeling a little helpless, and could only agree to her.

　　 Looking at the taxi far away, Yang Xingyue was a little tangled: "Huahua, there is no need to force Ai Liang to come over..."

　　Yue Qihua stared at Yang Xingyue for a long time before slowly saying: "Who do you think I do this for? Ai Liang didn't like to talk to people. If you are shy again, you will have no fun in this life."

　　 "Don't you think that high school has three years left? In the new environment, are you sure that no one will attack Ai Liang first? Other people will not be as thin-skinned as you."

　　 Yang Xingyue lowered her head and was so speechless by Yue Qi Hua that she knew all these things but she didn't want to think about it.

"If you don’t say anything else, your current grades are fine for entering the experimental middle school, but the key classes are still a bit reluctant. If you don’t have Ai Liang in the last month, let Ai Liang make up the lessons for you. We will not be in the same class when you play abnormally. We will not be in the same class. You can't stop Liang."

　　 Yue Qihua's expression is serious and serious, these are facts before her, she doesn't want to watch Yang Xingyue continue to be naive.

　　 Yang Xingyue whispered: "Ai Liang has flowers next to you..."

　　 Hearing Yang Xingyue's muttering, Yue Qihua was so frightened that she staggered and almost couldn't stand her feet, she pretended to be calm and said: "Is it you chasing Ai Liang or me? My love rival will solve it by himself!"

　　 After she finished speaking, she knocked Yang Xingyue on the head with a knife.

　　 "I see..."

　　 After Yue Qihua gave a lecture, Yang Xingyue drooped his head in a languid look.

Ai Liang in a taxi didn't know the conversation between the two little girls. He has now come to the entrance of the funeral home in the suburbs of the city. The driver does not want to stay in such a place for a long time, worrying about getting bad luck and leaving the car quickly when Ai Liang gets off the car. Up.

　　 Ai Liang quickly came to the condolence hall under the leadership of the staff. When he entered the building, a chill came oncoming. The air-conditioning system here was colder than the home air conditioner. The space of the condolence hall is very large, and the slight sound of footsteps will echo in the hall. The people who listened to it were horrified. Gao Fuye was sitting alone in a chair at this time.

　　 Just as Ai Liang was about to walk over, the staff suddenly stopped him: "The man hasn't eaten anything for a day. If you are a relative of the deceased, you'd better persuade him first."

　　 The staff didn't say anything about it. Maybe they saw too much and their expressions didn't change much. They just asked Ai Liang to persuade Gao Fuye to eat.

　　 Ai Liang did not make any guarantees, but just replied faintly: "I know."

　　 Gao Fuye's love for Gao Jiajia moved him, but that was all. After the condolence was over, there was no relationship between the two.

　　 Helping him to catch the murderer is regarded as Ai Liang's return to feeling the warmth of the family. Will Gao Fuye give birth to a second marriage or take revenge on Wang Zi's family for Gao Jiajia and have nothing to do with Ai Liang.

　　 Ai Liang walked to Gao Fuye and shouted: "Uncle Gao."

　　 "You are here."

　　 Gao Fuye calmly raised his head and looked at Ai Liang. He saw Ai Liang as soon as he walked in, but he was not in the mood to walk over to meet him.

"Ok."

　　 "Thank you for your willingness to come, and Jiajia will be sent for cremation after you finish mourning."

"I know."

　　 Ai Liang stopped talking nonsense and bowed in front of the portrait, and stood silently for a while.

In addition to flowers, there was a dead voice recorder placed in front of the portrait. Ai Liang was very clear about what was recorded in it. When Gao Fuye requested it, he guessed what he wanted to do.

　　 After a few minutes of silence, Ai Liang walked towards the door of the condolence hall without looking back and planned to leave. At this time, Gao Fuye's voice came from behind: "Please wait."

　　 Ai Liang turned around and looked at Gao Fuye not speaking as if he was asking, "Is there anything else?" ’

　　 Gao Fuye handed over a bank card, and the note on the back said a string of numbers should be a password.

　　 Looking at Ai Liang's puzzled eyes, Gao Fuye explained: "I said before that whoever can find the murderer will give him one million."

　　 "People were caught by the police, you should donate the money to them."

　　 Ai Liang remained unmoved and didn't mean to pick up the card.

　　 "I have already expressed it over there. This is a little thank you for Jiajia and a little apology on Friday morning."

　　 Gao Fuye was very tough to put the card into Ai Liang's pocket, and there was no reason to refuse except for the larger amount.

　　 When Ai Liang was considering how to become rich, a slightly heavy footstep came from the entrance of the hall.

　　 The unexpected person who came this time was Wang Zi’s father, Wang Qiang.

　　 Gao Fuye's face changed as soon as he saw Wang Qiang. He ran to Wang Qiang in three steps in two steps, raising his hand and hitting his forehead with a punch.

　　 When he reacted, Gao Fuye had already pushed Wang Qiang to the ground and rode on him. He slammed his forehead with his fist and rushed to his temple. It was obvious that he had hit his dead hand and wanted to kill Wang Qiang.

　　 Gao Fuye, who hadn't eaten for a day, became extremely powerful under the irritation, but it was Ai Liang who came to support him to rescue Wang Qiang.

　　 He didn't want to worry about it, but there is a camera in the condolence hall, so it is not convenient to stand by.

"You still have the face to come and see me!" Gao Fuye collapsed to the ground out of breath. The wave just now caused him to exhaust his few physical strengths. Even so, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com still stared at Wang Qiang viciously. .

　　 Wang Qiang did not resist from start to finish. He clutched his head and got up from the ground and said: "If you kill me and let you sign the letter of understanding, then you will kill me."

　　 Gao Fuye sneered: "Hehe, I won't sign even if I die!"

Wang Qiang thumped and knelt in front of Gao Fuye and wept bitterly: "I know that my son made a mistake, but he is also my only son! You should understand my feelings. If there is any anger at me, even if you are going to kill me today. Never fight back!"

　　 Gao Fuye let out a roar: "He is your only son, so Jiajia is not my only daughter?!"

　　 Seeing the softness, Wang Qiang also raised his head and glared at Gao Fuye: "Boss Gao, be a man to stay on the line, I just want my son to be sentenced to two years less. You don't agree to such a simple request that you don't agree to blame me for being dead!"

Gao Fuye gritted his teeth and said word by word: "The fish died and the net broke, what a fish died, the net broke! My only daughter is gone. I still care about anything else?! Want to be sentenced for two years? I directly find someone to kill the little beast inside! "

　　 Gao Fuye’s tone seemed to be a desperate ghost, wishing to devour Wang Zi's skin cramps alive.

　　 "Gao Fuye! If you dare to do this, I will never finish with you! Don't forget three years ago..."

　　 Wang Qiang lost his reason in a hurry and almost revealed the cards he used to deal with Gao Fuye. Fortunately, halfway through his reaction, he still had an onlooker.

　　 "Hehe, no end? Of course no end! Don't forget who owns your supermarket land. Do you want to report me? Please. Don't forget, you are not innocent either!"

　　 After talking about Gao Fuye, he returned to his chair. After hearing the news, the staff member who came from Ai Liang learned about the incident and left with Wang Qiang.