Jiang Zaoyao appeared in this restaurant purely because a young couple who had successfully matched her before insisted on pulling her to treat her to dinner. After a long time of social engagement, she quickly refused to say that there was still business to do in her matchmaker's house, so she said goodbye first.

However, as soon as she walked down the stairs, she saw someone sitting by the bed.

She was very familiar with the figure of that person, which was the kind that she would never forget even after hundreds of years. But in her memory, the figure of that person's back was always full of energy and had never been as embarrassed as she is today.

It was raining outside, and his clothes were already wet by the rain, and his long hair, which was as ink as wet, stuck to his clothes. He lowered his head and looked at the ground outside the window, his eyes full of loneliness, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

As a devil, Jiang Zaozao walked directly towards the figure.

Chen Yunyu was originally looking at the ground outside the window. The rainwater on the mud and sandy ground had already gathered into a small stream. Raindrops kept falling down on the small stream, rippling circles after circle.

But even though these streams of rain gathered together flow freely on the ground, they don’t know where to go, just like him...

Chen Yunyu sighed a long sigh, and in the blink of an eye, he felt a person sitting down next to his desk.

He frowned slightly, turned his head to look, and his eyes were stunned when he saw Jiang Zaozao's figure. He stared at Jiang Zaozao's beautiful and fair cheeks for a long time, then he asked in a muffled voice: "Why are you here?"

Jiang Zaozao looked at Chen Yunyu's decadent and lonely appearance in front of him. For a moment, she felt a little uncomfortable inexplicably. She did not answer Chen Yunyu's question, but asked him back: "Why are you here, or in this state?"

Chen Yunyu curled up the corners of his lips and tried hard to squeeze out a smile at her and said, "It's raining, it's just wet."

"Since you're wet, you should find a clean set of clothes to change into. You just sit here like this. I don't know how long you've been sitting there, and you know that you'll get cold?" Jiang Zaozao looked at him helplessly.

"Yeah." Chen Yunyu responded obediently as she listened to her words, but she was still sitting there, without any intention of moving.

"Hmm? It's over with a hmm?" Jiang Zaozao widened his eyes and looked at him. Seeing that Chen Yunyu had not spoken, she finally softened her tone and said, "I heard that the Prime Minister has passed away... Today is the day for his funeral."

Chen Yunyu's eyes drooped slightly, and he looked at the table in front of Jiang Zaozao, but still didn't say anything.

Jiang Zaozao couldn't help but sighed a long time. She stood up, moved from opposite Chen Yunyu to sit next to him, and then leaned in with him and said, "In life, birth, old age, sickness and death are common. Although I am not very good at comforting people,... I still want to say something to you, to be mournful and follow changes."

"Okay." Chen Yunyu responded obediently and stopped talking.
Chapter completed!