The Almighty Men’s Clothes Boss is a Girl

An Chen read the entire report with an expressionless expression, quietly.

They wanted An Chen to cry happily, and it was good to make a fuss. Don't be so obedient, and don't be so quiet.

Time passed very slowly. In the slow time, Huazhi completely left Anchen's life, leaving a box of ashes.

Before putting the ashes in the urn, An Chen saw him for the last time, a 182-year-old boy who ended up spending a hundred years in a square box.

This was unacceptable. An Chen's hand that took the box was trembling, and his heart seemed to be tightly clenched. Even though there was air around him, he couldn't breathe.

"I'll take you home." An Chen held the box firmly in his arms and walked out of this depressing place step by step, with the others following closely behind.

They planned to drive back to BJ. After a nearly thirteen-hour drive, they arrived in BJ around 8 a.m. the next day.

An Chen hugged the box all the way, not talking or moving, just staring stupidly. Although the sadness had no form, it could be clearly seen and felt by people.

Their destination was the cemetery address left by Hua Zhi. Hua Zhi wanted to rest early, and An Chen knew that he could not keep him.

This is a cemetery, and the scenery is surprisingly good. Hua Zhi prepared a place for himself alone, and he had everything ready.

It's so cold, the wind blows through the dry branches, making a sound. The winter wind is too cold, blowing on the face and body like a razor blade.

Why are good people not rewarded? Uncle Hua passed away on the way back from doing charity work. Hua Zhi did not know how many good things he did. The Hua family never used any means. They are truly good people.

Isn't it said that God has eyes? Why is he being lazy at this time?

Uncle Hua ended up being buried at sea. The sea was so cold, would he feel lonely? Now, only a few of them were present at Huazhi's funeral.

"Chenchen, let him rest." Ji Xuan took the box from An Chen, and the other three people had already moved the box away.

An Chen watched the movements of the four people quietly. She wanted to stop them, but she seemed to have lost the strength to walk over and she couldn't stop them.

"Wait a minute." When they were about to close the stone slab, An Chen stumbled over and put his necklace next to the urn.

"Brother, don't be afraid." An Chen took the corner of the stone slab and watched as the gap became smaller and smaller until it was completely closed. She finally realized that Hua Zhi left and would not come back again.

Hua Zhi even prepared the tombstone in advance. The black and white photo on the tombstone was very familiar to An Chen. It was a photo of her and Hua Zhi a long time ago.

It must have been a very happy time, but I didn't expect that the photo would be used here.

An Chen sat in front of Huazhi's tomb, wiped the dust on the photo with his sleeve, and then slowly wiped the entire tombstone.

"Brother, your smile is really beautiful in this photo, but it's a little dirty. Let me clean it for you.

Why don't you tell me? Didn't you promise that you would never lie to me in this life? You broke your promise, how can you compensate me?

I don’t want chocolate or desserts. You know how to coax me with these two things. If I hadn’t been good-tempered, you wouldn’t have been able to coax me.

If I know about Uncle Hua, you won't leave. Or, if I discover something is wrong with you earlier, the result will be better.

Look, I told you that you have lost weight and your bones are tingling, but you still don’t admit it. You see, I still discovered something. "