278 Chapter 278: Death Day

Jiang Lingzhi felt a little depressed, so she came out of his house and closed the door behind him.

Suddenly found out.

Don't know where to find him.

Until now, she didn't know about his family situation, his family.

She didn't even save a phone number of his good friend.

Where did you go?

Jiang Lingzhi sat down on the steps at the door.

He took out his phone and glanced at the message he sent last night.

She was in a daze for a while, and suddenly thought that the day circled on the desk calendar seemed to be today.

Does the reason why he is not at home have something to do with that day?

He asked himself to accompany him to a place, where is he going?

Why, forget it again...

Jiang Lingzhi's mind was in a mess, and she couldn't figure out what was going on at all.

Only then did I realize that I really knew very little about him.

After waiting dryly for half an hour, he still didn't come back.

Occasionally someone passed by the gate of the yard, but none of them was the figure she wanted to see.

Knowing that her legs were numb, Jiang Ling stood up and walked out of the yard.

When passing an alley.

A kind voice came from next to my ear: "Isn't this Asu's girlfriend?"

Jiang Lingzhi stopped walking and followed the voice to look over.

Before she knew it, she walked to the noodle shop from last time.

Jiang Lingzhi said politely: "Grandma."

It's already past nine o'clock in the morning. After breakfast, there are not many people at the booth.

Grandma still smiled, and asked kindly: "Have you had breakfast, little girl?"

Jiang Lingzhi shook his head, a little out of his wits: "No."

Grandma enthusiastically brought her a chair: "Come on, sit here, Grandma will cook a bowl of noodles for you. Last time I said I would treat you to eat, why did you leave money on the table?"

Jiang Lingzhi didn't have the nerve to refuse, so she sat down on the chair and said, "Thank you, grandma."

Grandma went to the back of the booth to start the fire, and asked, "Why didn't you come with Ashu?"

Jiang Lingzhi's expression was still in a daze.

Li Shunan seemed to be familiar with the people here, maybe Grandma knew where he had gone.

Jiang Lingzhi cheered up and asked, "Did you see him today?"

Grandma recalled it carefully: "No, he didn't come here today."

Sensing that something was wrong with her mood, Grandma asked softly again: "What's the matter, are you arguing?"

Jiang Lingzhi shook his head: "No, it's just that I can't find him."

I couldn't find him, and I felt a little panicked for no reason.

Grandma recalled it carefully, and suddenly remembered something: "Hey, is today the 8th?"

Jiang Lingzhi was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, November 8th."

Granny suddenly realized, and said as a matter of course: "Then he probably won't be at home today."

Jiang Lingzhi looked up, "Why?"

Grandma turned off the fire and brought the noodles to her: "You may not know yet."

Grandma sat down on the chair next to her: "Today is his mother's death day, he should go to the cemetery to worship, and he may not come back until evening."

Jiang Lingzhi's throat suddenly choked up, and he was speechless, trying to squeeze out two words: "The death day?"

Hearing these two words, my heart sank so heavily.

It was as if his heart had been crushed by a boulder.

No wonder, no wonder his mood was not right yesterday.

Suddenly I felt a pain in my heart.

A feeling of self-blame and distress gradually surfaced.

He always looked calm and breezy, as if he didn't care about anything.

Even if I'm sad, I won't say it.