Zhong Zimu connected his father's phone and briefly told his father about his current situation, so that his father should not worry, and then Zhong Zimu asked about Jiang Wan's situation, but his father told him that Jiang Wan was no longer in the hospital, nor was she at their home, and she didn't know where she went!

It was a bolt from the blue!

Zhong Zimu instantly seemed to have suffered a lightning strike, fell on the seat, was weak for a while, and the phone in his hand slipped off, and only Zhong Qiao's hasty feeding sound came from inside!

The police officer who was answering the police on the side picked up the phone, asked Zhong Qiao's address, and then put Zhong Zimu in the police car and sent Zhong Zimu back to the Golden Harvest American office where Zhong Qiao was located.

Zhong Zimu's detention and kidnapping for more than a week did not make him so decadent, but when he heard that he couldn't find Jiang Wan, the whole person was completely depressed!

When Zhong Qiao saw his son, Zhong Zimu was depressed and restless, the most obvious thing was a scar on his forehead, which looked shocking!

Zhong Qiao almost burst into tears, but he still endured it and came over to ask his son: "Zimu, how are you? Are you hurt?"

Zhong Zimu grabbed his father's clothes: "Dad, where is Wan'er? You said you couldn't find her, did you lie to me? You lied to me! You hid her, right?"

Zhong Qiao sighed and said, "Dad didn't lie to you, she is sick now, Dad has no reason to hide her, Dad doesn't want you to be together, and it is impossible to hide her, where can I hide her?"

"Then where did she go?" Zhong Zimu roared wildly, and his voice exploded to the point that he almost toppled the roof!

"Maybe her family picked her up, maybe she went to a classmate, don't worry too much......" Zhong Qiao could only comfort his son at the moment.

"No, no...... I'm going to find her, I'm going to find her......" Zhong Zimu shouted and ran outside.

Zhong Qiao had no choice but to follow him closely, rushed out of the house, and dragged Zhong Zimu back with a few entourages and pressed him down on the sofa.

Zhong Qiao panted and said, "Child, Dad knows that you are in a hurry, but look at you that you have been injured, I'm afraid you haven't even eaten a full meal in the past few days, right?" It's late at night now, you want to look for her, and wait until dawn, okay?"

"Listen to Dad, go take a bath, eat something, sleep well, from tomorrow, Dad will accompany you to look for her, if you can't find her, we won't go back to Ruicheng, okay?" Zhong Qiao also shed sad tears, on the one hand, for his son, and on the other hand, for himself!

More than twenty years ago, he was crying out in despair to find Soho, but now, he knows that it is impossible to see Soho again!

Zhong Zimu was pressed on the sofa by several people and his father, and suddenly felt the fatigue of the past few days surging up his body, he was cold, his muscles were sore, and it was really difficult to stand up and take one more step!

Hearing his father's words that he wouldn't return to Ruicheng if he didn't find Jiang Wan, Zhong Zimu finally felt a little relieved, he closed his eyes and nodded painfully.

Zhong Qiao hugged his son in his arms and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes for him!

Next, Zhong Zimu, accompanied by his father and others, searched for two days in a row, but never found any trace of Jiang Wan. Just when Zhong Zimu was restless and wanted to contact Jiang's family, he suddenly received a call from the police station.

"Are you Mr. Zhong Zimu?"

"Yes, I am!" Zhong Zimu heard the policeman's deep voice, and suddenly had a strong bad premonition.

"Do you know Miss Jiang Wan?" the policeman asked again.

"Jiang Wan, where is she?" Zhong Zimu called out excitedly!

"Please come to the Heaven Funeral Home and make sure......" What the policeman said behind him, Zhong Zimu couldn't hear it at all, he only felt the pain like his head was cracking, and his heart was also torn, so painful that he couldn't sit up straight.

Zhong Zimu panted, trembling and covering his chest, curled up on the saddle, drenched in cold sweat, groaning in pain!

Zhong Qiao quickly pulled the mobile phone in his son's hand and had a simple conversation with the other party, but with a solemn face, he ordered the driver: "Go to Heaven Funeral Home!"

When he arrived at the Heaven Funeral Home, Zhong Zimu was almost put off the car, and he came to a crystal coffin with weak feet, and as soon as he looked around, he saw Jiang Wan's pale and bloodless face!

However, she was still beautiful and serene, like Snow White asleep, there was no trace of pain, only a deep scar on her wrist, and it was almost certain that Jiang Wan had committed suicide!

Zhong Zimu threw himself on Jiang Wan's crystal coffin, wanting to cry, but found that all the grief had choked in his throat, he wanted to touch her gentle face again, and wanted to hold her hands tightly, but they were separated by the cold crystal coffin!

No, it is an invisible boundary that separates him from the woman he loves forever!

"Wan'er...... Wan'er ...... , why did you leave me?" Zhong Zimu looked at Jiang Wan's face in the crystal coffin and asked in a low voice, as if they were talking, without hoarseness or questioning, but with unbearable tenderness and pain!

Zhong Zimu patted the crystal coffin, but Jiang Wan was lying there quietly, and her soul had already returned to heaven!

Suddenly, Zhong Zimu's eyes went dark and he fainted!

When Zhong Zimu woke up again, he was already on the bed in Golden Harvest's American office, and a bottle of potion was still being lost above his head.

"I'm not sick, I don't want medicine, I'm going to see Wan'er!" Zhong Zimu wailed and was pressed on the bed by Zhong Qiao.

"Son, listen to me, the people of the Jiang family have already arrived, and they will take Jiang Wan to Ruicheng!"

Hearing his father say this, Zhong Zimu suddenly stopped struggling, he was lying on the bed, and the clogged tears when he met Jiang Wan suddenly gushed out!

Yes, although he and she love each other deeply, they still don't have any tenacious things that bind them together, such as family, blood, and marriage!

He and she are just two duckweed on the surface of the river, no matter how tightly they are entangled, they can't stop the turbulent flow of the river, she has left him forever, he can't take her away!

Wan'er, you must be very cold, you must be very lonely!

"Blame me...... It's all my ......," Zhong Zimu muttered.

Zhong Zimu's empty eyes stared at the ceiling blankly, but he heard his father say: "Don't be too sad, the police said that she was kidnapped by a prostitution syndicate, and before she encountered the murderous hands, she chose to commit suicide in order to avoid humiliation, not because of depression, so don't blame yourself!"

Zhong Zimu turned sideways, hearing this, he was even more sad, he remembered that he had negotiated with the villains when he was kidnapped, in order to protect Jiang Wan, but he failed to protect her!

Zhong Qiao saw his son crying silently, knowing that his pain needed time to dissipate, so he turned around and left the room, he knew that his son needed to be alone!

Zhong Zimu couldn't imagine how the weak Wan'er cut that cruel knife on her wrist, how to let the blood drain from her veins, and how to lose the last wisp of her soul......

Don't dare to think, don't dare to think......

Suddenly, Zhong Zimu sat up, pulled out the needle, and found a paper cutter!

If Wan'er can kill herself, why can't I?

Zhong Zimu seemed to have found an outlet for pain, he held the knife and aimed it at his wrist, he knew that his knife technique was accurate and fast, and if this knife went down, it must be blood splashed!

But just as he raised the knife, his father rushed over and snatched the blade, "What are you doing? Are you crazy? You are going to die, do you think about the feelings of other people?"

"Have you ever thought about it, what will your mother do if you die? Do you want your mother to die with you?" Zhong Qiao roared excitedly, in fact, what he wanted to say was that you died, what should you do if you let me be a father?

When Zhong Zimu heard his mother, his chest suddenly choked, and he was depressed, yes, he has always been his mother's spiritual pillar, and his mother and father have been very unhappy all these years of life, but only when they see themselves, they are laughing and happy, if they are gone, I am afraid it will be the biggest blow to their mother!

"And Jiang Wan!" Zhong Qiao suddenly mentioned Zhong Zimu's sadness at this time, but Zhong Qiao knew that only by waking up his son would his son really give up suicide and get out of the haze!

"Have you ever thought about the departing Jiang Wan? If you die, there will be no shadow of her in this world, but as long as you live, she will still live with you in your heart, can't you?

Jiang Wan can't be allowed to die again! This sentence is like a warning, constantly echoing in Zhong Zimu's ears!

Yes, I fought hard to escape from the devil's cave, for what, to see Wan'er and see my relatives!

If she dies, then Jiang Wan will no longer miss her or miss her, is she really willing?

Let Wan'er continue to live, in my heart!

Zhong Zimu finally lay prone on the bed and cried bitterly, releasing all her sorrows!

Zhong Qiao knew that his son had been explained by himself, and he was a little relieved. He took everything in the house that could hurt people, and then ordered people to watch the young master carefully, and he went to the garden alone.

The scene in this garden is the same as when he and his wife first came to the United States, the flowers are delicate and bright, but there is no trace of life, just ruthlessly showing off the intricate colors!

At that time, he was extremely heartbroken for Soho, but just like what he said to his son just now, let Soho live in his heart, let Soho be in his heart, and be with him forever!

Alas, Shaohua is fleeting, good flowers are easy to cripple, and after walking this half of his life, he can't get out of the inner barrier!

It's me and my son, right?

However, in a long life, who is the cocoon of whom? All his life, only for that one hug, only for that one time to go to the cocoon to become a butterfly?

The son is too young, he has not yet experienced the life that has been eroded by the years, slowly, he will understand that the flowers are gone, and the love is stronger, just like the dry and cold dry branches, there is no flashy cover!

Zhong Qiao stretched out his hand to pick a flower leaf, but accidentally caught a tear of his own......