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Marshal Wang had given his father a special funeral — a burial at sea.

The company had ordered an oil tanker for him, and on the day of the funeral, many friends from all walks of life came. Wang and Wang both showed the strong and optimistic side of their family. They all said, "It's fine! He went far away to play! "It's fine!" That was the answer. Even though it seemed like a firm reply, everyone could tell that the pain they were feeling deep within their hearts was definitely unspeakable.

Baby Li had been silently watching over her by Wang-mu's side, afraid that something might happen to her due to excessive grief, but she seemed to be really strong, and she always returned the gesture by shaking hands with the guests to express her gratitude.

At the funeral, he smiled at everyone, but he could still see the sparkling and translucent light shining in his eyes. He was forcefully suppressing it in his heart, and the way he looked affected his heart even more.

It was only when he carried his father's ashes away into the deep blue sea that he saw that he was unable to hold back his tears. He had a smile on his face as he said, "Handsome! Go play! There are so many friends here that you won't be lonely. " Everyone's heart ached when they heard this. Manager Wang finished scattering his father's ashes and hugged his mother, saying, "Beauty, you have to be fine. I only have you, you have to be fine. You still have to watch how I fulfill my dream for him! You must be fine! Do you know? " WangMa's face was also filled with tears as she replied, "I know! "I will be fine. You have to be fine too, do you understand?" "En!"

Marshal Wang did not take a break because of his father's death. Instead, he asked for more work and notice. Everyone urged him to rest for a few days! He said, "Why? I'm fine, it's okay! " He was still at work, as a mediator of the atmosphere, telling jokes to amuse everyone, and they all had to smile, but that smile was even uglier than a zombie's. Everyone was not a heartless person, so how could they not see his pain? "Even the heartless Yi Zemei had been strangely quiet these days, unlike her crazy and unruly self.

This time, Marshal Wang became a workaholic. He performed harder than anyone else on stage, and even his private exercises and exercises were more serious than anyone else. Baby Li surrounded him and took care of him, but he still roared when there was something he was unhappy about. "Boring!" After two roars, he stopped.

The work lasted until two or three in the morning. The next day, he would be arrested before five o'clock to catch up with the notice. Everyone else was too tired to talk, so Marshal Wang sat in the nanny car to tease this and that.

Baby Li sat beside him and said, "Close your eyes and get some sleep! "I still have a long way to go before I reach home?" "I'm not sleepy, how could they be sleepy like that? Baby, shouldn't you get them some tonic to take?!" he said, looking from face to face.

Baby Li forcefully pulled his brain over and covered his eyes with a blindfold as he ordered, "If you aren't tired, then just close your eyes and rest. Let's play with the sheep!" "What's so fun about that?" As he said this, he wanted to remove the eyepatch, but Baby Li held him down and said, "Let's see who can count to a thousand! If I lose, I'll carry you up the stairs. " Hearing that he was interested, Marshal Wang readily agreed, "Alright! "You are not allowed to act shamelessly!" I'm not you, and you've never broken your promise to see me. " Baby Li smacked him in the head, causing his brain to collapse. Only then did Marshal Wang put on his eyepatch and counted, "One sheep, two sheep, three sheep …" Baby Li also followed suit and quietly counted. Shang Ye Bing, who was at the back of the car, sneakily glanced at them and the corner of his mouth curled into a smile.

Marshal Wang counted, "Two hundred, two hundred, three hundred..." His head was tilting more and more to the side, and with a smile, Baby Li rested his head on his shoulder, covered him with the coat he had prepared, and whispered in his ear, "Two hundred and one, two hundred and two …" He wanted to let him sleep in peace.

Pavilion Marshal Wang was truly tired. He found a comfortable position on Baby Li's shoulder. Baby Li glanced at him and frowned slightly. This fellow's eye sockets were still sunken. It must have been several days since he slept. At this time, Little Treasure did not know that he had not slept well!

Knowing that he was obsessed with cleanliness and never liked wearing clothes when he went to bed, she took off his outer clothes and arranged a comfortable position for him. Just as she covered him with the blanket and was about to turn off the bed light, she saw a diary and a pen on top of the bed. She had no intention of peeking into other people's privacy, but she felt a kind of inexplicable curiosity and let her look through two pages.

It was only at first glance that he realized this was the guy's diary for his father. One page read: "There are so many jobs today! It's already 3 o'clock when I came back to write the diary for the handsome guy. Have you been waiting for too long? You've been out for ten days. Have you had a good time? Is the place you went cold? Or was it hot? I'm working very seriously. If you don't believe me, come back and take a look! We're preparing for the Asian tour, you'll see. "Now I'm learning to write songs too, can I sing for you?"

When Lil 'Li saw this, his brows furrowed even more. Since he came back at three o'clock to write about this, then when would he be able to sleep!? … …