Chapter 61: Chapter 61: She’s Not the Same as You Chapter 61: Chapter 61: She’s Not the Same as You Li Qiao looked at the discolored ceiling above her head, her eyes slightly reddened, her voice very low, “I dreamt of him last night…”
“Ah…” Uncle Zhong the Ninth sighed lightly, not saying anything unnecessary, but took out a notepad from his pocket, checked the recent schedule, “There’s an encoffining ceremony this Saturday at the South Sea Mountain Funeral Home, you should come too.”
“Thank you, Master.” Li Qiao’s voice was hoarse and dull.
A sudden build-up of emotions made her desperately need an outlet for release.
And the encoffining ceremony was the redemption she sought for herself.
Because it was the final dignity for those who had passed away, and the dignity that Huizai had been denied because of her.
Sometime later, the conference room door was knocked on, and a young man with striking features pushed the door open and entered.
Upon seeing Li Qiao, his face immediately lit up with joy, “Xiao Li, you came!”
Li Qiao lifted her head from the chair back, nodding faintly as a greeting, “Senior brother.”
“Mo Qi, for the ceremony at South Sea Mountain on Saturday, Xiao Li will be joining us.
Remember to prepare three sets of everything.”
Hearing this, Mo Qi looked stunned, and with a hint of surprise in his eyes when he looked at Li Qiao, “Xiao Li is going too?
“I have nothing else, I’ll be leaving first.” As soon as Li Qiao finished speaking, she stood up, bid Uncle Zhong the Ninth goodbye, and left the reception room.
Mo Qi stood still, watching her leave, and with a tone full of concern remarked, “Master, are you really planning to let Xiao Li come with us?
Didn’t you say before…”
At this point, Uncle Zhong the Ninth raised his hand to cut Mo Qi off, his gaze distant, “She’s different from you.
You’re learning funeral management to become an encoffinment master for a high salary, while she does it merely to release her emotions.
This time… let her be.”
Mo Qi pursed his lips in silence.
His expression, however, was no longer as indifferent as before.
In the old city streets, Li Qiao stepped out of the association, not in a hurry to leave.
She slowly strolled along the sidewalk beside a wall of gray tiles, her expression remote.
Suddenly someone called out to her from behind, “Xiao Li—”
Li Qiao stopped, her cheeks brushing against the hood of her sweatshirt as she turned to look, her face expressionless.
The caller was Mo Qi.
He hurried over along the wall and when he came to a stop in front of Li Qiao, he caught his breath and said, “I forgot to give this to you just now.”
Li Qiao looked down to see a small Brocade Bag, bright red like fire, with the words ‘peace’ embroidered on it in golden thread.
She didn’t take it, but instead asked, “What is it?”
Mo Qi scratched his head, his gentle eyes clearly nervous, “I went to a temple with the Master a while ago and casually got two peace charms, one for you and one for the Master.”
Li Qiao looked up at him, still without taking it, her tone neutral, “I don’t need it, keep it for yourself.”
I specifically asked for them for you and the Master.
If I keep it, it won’t work.” Mo Qi said, extended it forward again, as if worried about being rejected once more, he then suggested, “If you feel embarrassed, why not…
you can buy me a milk tea, as a return gesture.
Look, there’s a milk tea shop across the street.”
With the conversation having reached this point, Li Qiao couldn’t very well refuse any more.
She took the small Brocade Bag and casually stuffed it into her pocket, and they walked shoulder to shoulder across the street.
Meanwhile, just a few meters away from the milk tea shop by the roadside, the heavy window of a black business vehicle slowly lowered halfway.
The window glass was very thick, and upon a closer look, one could see that the entire vehicle was a specially customized bulletproof business car.
“Master, it’s Miss Li!”
The driver, who had driven Li Qiao several times, recognized her at a glance.