He had never found that Lin Lang was such a person who valued sex and despised friends. He was so angry with him for a woman.

Lin Langton stopped his steps, looked at him sideways, narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment, then opened his mouth carelessly: "you think I'm addicted to sleeping with her."

After all, being an old virgin for more than 20 years, he suddenly opened the meat, tasted this wonderful taste, and became addicted to it is normal.

Su Chen stared at him and couldn't say a word for a long time.

Lin Lang seemed to be in a good mood suddenly. He smiled, played with his marriage certificate and walked to the door. When he was about to open the door and leave, he looked back at Su Chen: "Chen Er, although I know you have prejudice against safety, I still hope you can give her the least respect when facing her. After all, she is my wife and you... Are my brother."

——

The day Grandma an was buried happened to be Christmas Eve. On December 24, thin snowflakes floated in the sky. Ann Hao and grandma Su, accompanied by some neighbors, buried Grandma an's ashes in Lingbei cemetery.

It was nearly noon after everything. Looking at the photos of grandma on the tombstone, he didn't have much time to mourn, so he took his neighbors to a restaurant for dinner.

Because ANN is still pregnant, she can't toast one by one to express her gratitude. Lin Qing can only do it for her. The neighbors know that she is married, but they don't know her divorce. They have been wondering why Chen Xiyang didn't show up. At the dinner table, someone finally asked their doubts.

Ann didn't hide it. She directly said that she had divorced Xiyang.

Everyone sighed for a while, but because there had just been an misfortune in her family, they didn't continue to ask, which increased their sadness.

It was two o'clock in the afternoon when I came out of the hotel. The neighbors comforted ANN for a few words and then left. When I went to work and went home, only Lin Qing, grandma Su and ANN were left.

They took a taxi back to the 800 alley. Grandma Su hasn't had a good rest since Grandma an was lying in the hospital. She has been busy with the burial with Ann these days. Her body has long been unable to bear it.

Ann advised her to go home and have a good rest. Grandma Su was not at ease, but she didn't insist when she saw Lin Qing accompanying her. She staggered home to have a rest.

After the death of her old sister, the old lady in her sixties seemed to realize that she was old, raised her hand and beat her waist, sighing constantly.

She was the only one in the family. In the past, Grandma an and two people could be partners. It was not too boring. But suddenly there was no one. She suddenly felt extremely empty. She thought that it should not be long. After all, she was so old that she could not tell when to follow the footsteps of the old sisters.

Seeing Grandma an entering the house, Ann advised Lin Qing to go home too. Lin Qing was not at ease. She said she didn't want to go back and had to go back with her.

Ann's mood is really not very good, very, very low. She doesn't want to say a word now. She just wants to be quiet for a while and doesn't want anyone to disturb her.

She knew that Lin Qing was worried that she was at home alone. After she refused to leave, she quietly looked at her and didn't speak. Standing motionless at the gate, she meant that she wouldn't enter the house if she didn't leave.

Lin Qing is very helpless, but she still doesn't want to leave.

"I know you want to be alone, and I understand your mood." Lin Qing stretched out two fingers and vowed, "I promise I won't disturb you. Are you okay? Just let me stand in the yard. I won't appear in front of you, just stay in the yard."

Don't say standing in the yard. Even if she stands at the entrance of the alley, she can't be safe when she doesn't exist. Now she needs a person's space, only her space.

"You go home, OK?" Ann looked at her and said almost prayingly, "count me, please."

Lin Qing was wronged by her attitude. She tooted her mouth and whispered, "I just don't trust you alone."

"Don't worry, I'm fine. I really just want to be alone." an Hao reached out and took Lin Qing's hand: "I know you're worried about me, but I'm really nothing. You've been busy with me these days. How long have you been snubbing your God? Go back and see him. I'm really fine."

"I..."

"Go back." an Hao interrupted Lin Qing.

Lin Qing looked at the tired look on her face, silently swallowed what she was going to say back to her stomach, held her hand and told her, "then... You alone... Take care of yourself. Can we have dinner together in the evening?"

Ann nodded: "yes, I'll call you then."

Knowing that she could have dinner together in the evening, Lin Qing seemed relieved. After saying goodbye to Anhao, she walked out of the alley. Seeing that she was getting away, Anhao walked back to the yard.

Out of the alley, Lin Qing glanced back to make sure Ann was not looking at her. She quickly took out her mobile phone and dialed Lin Lang.

"Third brother, ah Hao, what if she wants to be alone and doesn't let me accompany her into the house?"

"Then go home."

"Go home?" listening to her third brother's careless tone, Lin Qing stared in shock: "are you sure it's okay for me to go home like this? Do you really rest assured to leave ah Hao here alone? I told you that her state is really bad and her face is very bad. She almost got angry with me in order to drive me away."

"Grandma has just been buried. It's normal for her to be depressed. Let her be alone. You're very tired these days. Go home and have a good sleep."

"But..."

"Don't worry, don't you still have me when you go."

"Are you coming?" said Lin Qing with a frown. "But things will be worse if you come here. I'm not pleased with you these days. You're not allowed to participate in grandma's funeral."

"What about your brain? Must she find out when I pass?"

"Oh, yes." Lin Qing scratched her head and completely put down her hanging heart: "what are you going to talk to ah hao? Are you so stiff?"

"In a few days, when her mood eases, she will naturally take the initiative to contact me."

——

Ann walked into the house and subconsciously raised her eyes to look at the direction of the grape shelf. Usually, grandma Ann likes to sit under the grape shelf and weave bamboo baskets or knit small woolen things. Every time she comes back from the outside, she almost sits there. When she calls grandma, grandma will look up and show a kind smile to her.

But now the grape rack is still there, and the small bench under it is still there, but grandma will never appear again.