The hazy rain made everyone holding umbrellas unable to see their faces, making the whole funeral even more gloomy.
Lu Man's death made Mi Qi reunite with many of her former college classmates.
Faces that have not been seen for a long time meet again, and the memories of youth in the past become blurred, becoming more of the art of time in reality.
Across the curtain of rain and mourning, no one was in the mood to reminisce.
Knowing that Lu Man left due to depression, everyone lamented her dazzling performance in college.
Jiang Si went around socializing with everyone in a seemingly mournful mood. Mi Qi stood aside and watched him busy without thinking too much. She just watched her former close classmate lament and grieve over Lu Man and couldn't help but ask herself: How long can they be sad for Lu Man?
Will he forget about it after leaving the funeral?
Just like going through a process, don’t get distracted.
Mickey didn't want to harbor such dark and evil thoughts, so she calmed down her emotions and walked aside.
I don’t want to see Meng Dasheng hugging a woman.
They used trees as a barrier, thinking no one would see them.
The woman was pretty and cute, and her smile was so bright that she shouldn't be seen at a funeral.
Mickey had seen this woman in photos.
She is Meng Dasheng's secretary.
When she was at Lu Man's house before, she showed up on the pretext of delivering documents, and Mi Qi had a relationship with her.
At the age of just graduating from college, relying on youth and appearance, I did not want to make progress and took shortcuts.
Are they so impatient? ! Must it be at this moment of Lu Man’s funeral? !
Are they laughing so happily to celebrate Lu Man's departure? !
Mi Qi stared intently at Meng Dasheng, with his greasy middle-aged face. Just now, he had expressed his grief at the loss of his wife by grandly thanking all parties on behalf of his family. Now... Sichuan Opera's face-changing speed is not as fast as his!
Mickey was angrily about to rush over and give them two slaps, but was stopped in time by a hand.
"Let me go, let me go!"
"Miqi, stop making trouble! This is Lu Man's funeral!"
Jiang Si pulled Mi Qi to the corner and stared at her with fear on his face.
"Lu Man's funeral? Are you wrong? It's Meng Dasheng's funeral, right? Are you afraid that I will rush over like this and ruin your bright future?!"
"What's the point of rushing over now? Making a big deal and letting everyone know that Lu Man's husband doesn't love her? Making love to other women at her funeral? Who is embarrassing? Isn't it your friend Lu Man? ?!" Jiang Si analyzed it for her and spoke conclusively.
That's nice to say.
He is always like this, knowing what to do when and what to say under what circumstances to control the situation the fastest.
Mickey stared at his lying face and suddenly couldn't remember why she fell in love with him in the first place.
"You caught me just in time, were you afraid that I would lose control at the funeral or did you already know that Meng Da had a woman?" Mi Qi mocked him in a different way. "It is said that people of the same kind can often recognize each other's aura and feel connected to each other."
A trace of uneasiness flashed across Jiang Si's face, and he said in a low voice: "Stop being suspicious."
"If it were me at the funeral today, would you be so happy holding another woman somewhere?" Mi Qi knocked Jiang Si away, leaving a specious sigh and walked out.
Meng Dasheng had resumed his relationship with the woman as boss and secretary, and was talking to others outside.
Watching as they turned the funeral into a meet-and-greet, Midge didn't want to stay any longer.
Standing in the rain, Mi Qi came to her senses and realized that she had been busy arguing with Jiang Si and had forgotten to take her umbrella.
Just when she was thinking about whether to run outside and take a taxi under the eaves, a transparent shadow flashed over her head.
Looking along the umbrella, Mi Qi saw Dou Yi'an's gentle face.
"Lawyer Dou?"
"Why are you getting caught in the rain here? Although the rain is not heavy, you can easily catch a cold."
Mickey didn't answer, just looked into the distance: "I want to go back."
Dou Yian looked around and looked for Jiang Si for her.
Mi Qi looked at him: "Lawyer Dou, please walk me to the door. Thank you."
Dou Yian nodded.
Arriving under the eaves at the door, Mickey took out her cell phone to hail a taxi.
This is a rural area, and there is no driver to take the order after the location is sent out.
While waiting, Mi Qi and Dou Yian stood side by side, just like they had come out of the restaurant that day.
"By the way, how was your interview?" Dou Yian asked her proactively.
"No." Mickey turned to look at him, "Is it what you expected?"
Dou Yian blinked.
"For a housewife like me, I have zero experience but two children. I have no freedom and only have excuses for taking leave. It would be strange if I could get the interview."
Dou Yian didn't speak and listened quietly.
Mickey smiled at him: "But it's good, so I can have energy to do other things."
Dou Yian knew what she was talking about, "I read what you sent me."
Mi Qi sent him two photos, one was a photo of Meng Dasheng and his lover in bed, and the other was a photo of Jiang Si drinking coffee with the vixen.
Mickey didn't say anything, just two photos, but the meaning was clear enough.
Dou Yian did not reply immediately.
Jiang Si coveted Meng Dasheng's friendship, and Dou Yi'an's law firm took over the legal business of Meng Dasheng's company. Mi Qi knew that she would definitely see Dou Yi'an on the day of the funeral and get his reply in person.
"Will you take it?"
"catch."
After receiving a positive reply, Mi Qi took out a black bag from her handbag and handed it to Dou Yian. Inside were the two gifts that Lu Man handed over to her.
She gave it all to him.
"Lawyer Dou, I officially entrust you to be my lawyer to help me handle my divorce. And the injustice my best friend has suffered."
Dou Yian put the black bag into his handbag, held the umbrella in his other hand, and spread his hands to her: "Then, give me a deposit first."
Mi Qi turned her head and saw that Dou Yian was reaching out to ask for it seriously. She didn't bring any money, so she lowered her head to see what she could get.
"Here you go." After touching her whole body, Mickey found a pink-blue coupon in her pocket.
When she opened it, it turned out to be a "treat coupon" written by Yan Yan for her.
Three big characters of childishness, plus a string of amounts in the lower right corner: 10,000 yuan.
The reason why he was so generous was not just random talk, he really had so much money.
The annual New Year's money and the extra rewards Jiang Si would give him if he met the exam requirements, he accumulated more than 10,000 yuan.
After Dou Yian saw what it was, he was dumbfounded and wanted to refuse it: "This is what your child gave you, right? This doesn't count."
"Why doesn't it count?" Mickey asked him for a pen and re-wrote her name on it, "This way it counts as mine. Ten thousand yuan counts."
Dou Yian looked at Mi Qi's signature and nodded in agreement: "Okay, then I'll take it as a deposit."
Dou Yian put the deposit into the inner pocket of his suit and held an umbrella into the rain.
Mi Qi stood alone at the door for a while, and Jiang Si's voice came from behind: "I've been looking for you everywhere! Why don't you say hello if you want to go back first?"
Mickey looked at the order progress that finally appeared on her phone and replied: "I see you are busy."
"It's not convenient to take a taxi here. No one will come here if you don't pay. Come on, get in the car."
Jiang Si said holding an umbrella and walked straight to the car alone. After quickly getting into the car, he honked the horn at Mickey, who had no umbrella, urging her to come over.
Mickey walked down the steps and let the rain fall on her body, her heart was filled with despair.
