C48 Laughing and Crying

The Ye family's cemetery was located in the suburbs, and it was elegantly decorated. It was obvious that it was the tomb of a rich family. After driving for two hours, Ye Xiao Xi did not sleep the entire night. She had breakfast at six in the morning and left at seven on the dot.

Because it was a heavy rainstorm, a section of the road in the suburbs had been flooded. Many cars had their engines turned off and their exhaust pipes filled with water.

However, the funeral started at ten o'clock sharp. No one was late. It could be seen how early everyone woke up to attend Xiao Zhou's funeral.

Yan Xi Lou even suspected that those who hated Xiao Zhou were so happy that they didn't sleep all night and drove over to the car before dawn to wait for the funeral to begin.

"What did you ask Ye Xiao to do last night?" He pulled the stream beside him, and someone behind him held an umbrella for them.

Both of them were dressed in plain black with a white flower pinned to their chest.

This appearance was actually much more comfortable than the mourning clothes from last night.

However...

The girl opened her coat to reveal a plain outfit.

You believed her!

Last night, he had asked her to take it off, but today, she wore it again.

"I won't tell you!" Little Brook tilted his head, not letting him breathe hot air into his ears. It was a little itchy.

"Don't ruin Xiao Zhou's funeral!" West Building warned in a low voice.

Last night, he could have allowed her to do whatever she wanted. After all, that was only in the Ye Family, and outsiders didn't know about it anyway. But today was different. So many people were watching.

"Who said I was going to ruin Xiao Zhou's funeral?" Little Brook retorted in a small voice, feeling wronged.

West Building had indeed underestimated Xiaoxi. No matter how stupid she was, she would not harm Xiao Zhou.

Unfortunately, in Yan Xi Lou's eyes, girls still needed to be taught. Some of them did not know right from wrong and acted willfully.

"Don't run around during the funeral." West Building was still worried, so he reminded her again.

At this moment, it was raining heavily, so even if she wanted to run, there was nowhere she could run. But West Building was still worried, looking at her was more important than looking at his own child.

"Oh." Little Brook nodded like a good baby. He was a little silly.

However, Yan Xi Lou liked her obedient appearance. She was a very soft and delicate girl. As long as she didn't cause trouble.

He rubbed his forehead. Everyone was here. They were just waiting for the time to start.

"Xiaoxi, hold this." Ye Qing took out a pile of clothes. It was Xiao Zhou's favorite Zhongshan clothes.

Xiaoxi took the clothes and was a little lost in thought.

She remembered all the photos of Xiao Zhou wearing this set of clothes. At that time, she was quite disgusted and said that it was like taking a photo.

Who would have thought that it would come true?

"This set of clothes is Xiao Zhou's favorite. When the master of ceremonies mentions embalming, you can put it in the coffin." The coffin also contained some of Xiao Zhou's clothes.

After the plane crash, there was not even a corpse left behind. Previously in the funeral parlor, Little Brook even joked that Xiao Zhou would jump out of the coffin in anger and scold him.

In fact, she knew that it was impossible.

She carried the clothes and walked to the side of the grave as if she had lost her soul.

In fact, the funeral parlor had held a farewell ceremony the night before yesterday, so there was no need for it to be grand.

It was unknown if someone was looking forward to the funeral and the little stream's soul-stirring feats.

Seeing her walk towards the grave, everyone couldn't help but hold their breaths. In order to prevent any accidents and to take care of her, Yan Xi Lou personally held an umbrella for her.

She was dressed in a plain black stream, with white flowers pinned to her chest. Her hair was tied into a ponytail. She didn't want to get in the way, so she tied her hair into a loose bun.

In an instant, the stream became the center of attention.

The little girl looked haggard, sad, pretty, and tender, and it was hard to connect a jade doll like this with the girl in the video who looked as if she were about to suck a man dry.

At this moment, her every move affected everyone's heart.

West Building accompanied her on the side, witnessing her obsession.

Until...

The play began -

The deserted temple hall was tilted backwards;

West Building accompanied her at the side, bearing witness to her obsession. Until, the play sounded - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

Until the song sounded - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

No one would ever live in the wilderness again.

The poor lonely soul was crying at night!

[Is this the Temple of Immortals?]

Those who loved acting could tell right away.

Who was singing?

Everyone looked at the source of the voice.

They saw a flower walking over leisurely. Her eyes were only on Xiao Zhou and the empty tomb.

A beauty of a generation?

Wasn't it ridiculous to compare Xiao Zhou to a beauty?

However, it had to be said that Hua Dan sang this part very well. Everyone present felt as if they were there. The love between Tang Minghuang and Yang Guifei, the farewell at the foot of the mountain...

Wasn't Xiao Zhou also separated from them by life and death?

Every single line of the song brought out the tears of countless women present!

The people of the Ye Clan were all stunned.

It was all because that Hua Dan was actually Ye Xiao!

This was too much!

Who knew that Ye Xiao knew how to sing? Who knew that he could sing so well?

Ye Xiao's mother, Pei Qing, almost couldn't help but shout out as she was pulled back by Ye Yihe.

"When did he learn how to sing?" Pei Qing almost lost control. How could his son sing? Was it because she didn't care about him and didn't understand him?

"Xiao Zhou also knows how to sing!" Ye Yihe's gaze was very heavy.

He didn't expect his son to be so close to Xiao Zhou and learn how to sing from him!

Everyone in the Ye Family was secretive about Xiao Zhou's hobbies.

He liked to sing, and he had a complete set of clothes at home. Later on, he moved out, and his things were taken away.

The set of clothes that Ye Xiao was wearing now was Ye Xiao Zhou's collection!

"Has he gone crazy? Today is Xiao Zhou's funeral, yet he actually sang 'The Temple of Immortals'!" Pei Qing was a painter, a fairy-like figure. He had a certain level of understanding towards opera, but he was not proficient in it.

She didn't expect her son to do something so out of line. She turned to look at her father-in-law and found that he didn't look well either.

Those who knew Xiao Zhou well knew that The Temple of Immortals was not Xiao Zhou's favorite play.

However, Xiao He wanted him to listen to this song.

It was as if she was the emperor and he was the imperial concubine.

From then on, they would part forever!

"Ye Xiao Xi, you really know how to do things!" West Building said through gritted teeth.

He thought that he would be fine just by looking at her, but who knew that the girl was so good at causing trouble. Even if she didn't personally come out, she could still -

Xiao Zhou, what the hell are you raising?

West Building held her arms and thought about strangling her to death.

But when he noticed the girl's smile, he could not bring himself to do it again.

Was the stream laughing?

From the moment she heard The Temple of Immortals, she had been laughing.

It wasn't the kind of laughter that came out. The corners of her mouth were slightly curved, and her eyes...

No, those eyes were definitely not laughing!

Yan Xi Lou cursed in his heart.

Ye Xiao Zhou was actually a demoness. Otherwise, how could he torture a girl like this?

Xiao Zhou, did you see your girl crying?

Didn't you say not to let her cry?

Heh, she really wasn't crying. She was just laughing.

But why was she crying again?