Zhou Ziliang didn't have any superfluous expression on his face, he raised his eyes and looked at Wen Zhaohan quietly.

There are no long-lasting secrets in this world, since the last time he kept revealing these details to him. Zhou Ziliang knew that he would realize it one day.

Wen Zhaohan said every word, as if he was not allowed to deny Zhou Ziliang, but only he knew that in fact, he was oppressing himself and did not allow himself not to admit it.

"Like you said, she's a tsundere. Back when you were looking for someone to humiliate her for the summer, she should have been completely dead to you. But after that kind of thing, she still doesn't dare to offend you. His gaze was calm and weeping.

"I can't understand that it's not that she loves you that way. It's because there is another hidden meaning in Mengfan's death that you said, and it is related to her. Because you have her handle in your hand, she doesn't dare to offend you, for fear that you will tell the truth of the matter. ”

It seems that he really realized, but at the same time. Zhou Ziliang is more certain that Wen Zhaohan still has feelings for Tong Yan, otherwise he wouldn't have dared to face it because he knew this, and he had struggled for so long.

It won't become so decadent, so painful and struggling.

What does it mean to truly love someone, and unconditionally tolerate all the mistakes she makes. I still know that there is no room for forgiveness, but I still have to pretend that I don't know.

In the summer, there is only guilt and hatred for him.

And now Wen Zhaohan should be the same to Tong Yan, speaking of which, they are all the same ruthless and unscrupulous people, so they are not qualified to accuse each other.

Zhou Ziliang took a deep breath and spoke to him calmly, "Wen Zhaohan, you have been stubbornly pursuing the truth for so many years, but have you really thought about what you want to do after pursuing the truth?"

"What do I want to do, don't you know?"

The lines of his face tightened, "Get justice for my sister and let those who deserve punishment be punished." ”

It's just that I didn't expect this process to be so tormenting, and I haven't really sought the truth yet, but I just guessed it, and I'm already so sad.

The bracelet is heartbroken, and he lives in torment every night.

Zhou Ziliang nodded: "Since you have spoken to this point, I have nothing to say." ”

"Tell me, is my sister's final death related to Tong Yan?" Wen Zhaohan stared at him, his rapid breathing made his nasal voice very heavy, and he refused to let himself miss any subtle expression on his face, so he kept looking at him.

Zhou Ziliang kept silent, not only because he felt that he had no need to speak, but more importantly, he promised Tong Yan that he would not tell the truth.

Wen Zhaohan stepped forward impatiently and grabbed the clothes on his collar: "I'll let you tell me, whether it's or not!"

"I can't say. ”

"Why can't you say, why don't you want to tell me until now! You can hide everything for the summer, you can give up your life for her. Why can't you save Mengfan, why is it that you still refuse to tell the truth until now?" The green tendons on his forehead burst out, and the appearance of gritting his teeth made people think he was crazy. "What is Mengfan to you?"

Zhou Ziliang frowned deeply, and there was a deep furrow between his eyebrows. Ignoring Wen Zhaohan's impatience, he raised his hand to knock off the hand he was holding on to his clothes.

"Wen Zhaohan, I'm telling you one last time. Her death has nothing to do with me, the day she called me in an accident, I was locked up by the old man, and I didn't receive a call from her at all, I didn't feel sorry for her. ”

Wen Zhaohan couldn't bear it until his eyes were red: "How cruel are you!"

Zhou Ziliang raised his eyebrows: "I have already told you that if you insist on pursuing it, it will make you lose everything you have now." Why do you have to be a stubborn person, isn't it nice to be like you used to?"

The windows of the office were not closed, and cold air was pouring in from the windows. It was obviously cold, but he was sweating profusely.

"I just have to listen to the truth. ”

Zhou Ziliang said sharply: "I won't tell you this, but you are a smart person, and since you have guessed some things and dare not admit them, you should not continue to pursue them." ”

There are some things that you have already guessed, and you dare not admit them.

This sentence fell into his ears completely, and Wen Zhaohan instantly understood. What he guessed now was correct, Wen Mengfan's final death was really related to Tong Yan.

He's right, but there's no need to be sure. He had already guessed the truth, but he didn't dare to face it, so he questioned Zhou Ziliang so fiercely, in fact, he had been expecting him to deny his thoughts.

But no, now the truth is laid out in front of him like this.

There was a wind blowing in his ears, and Wen Zhaohan looked at him fixedly for a long time. The emotions in my heart suddenly exploded, as if someone had been stabbed with a needle, and tears instantly blurred my vision.

He will never forget the scene of Wen Mengfan jumping down from the stairs and dying in front of his eyes, nor can he forget the desperate eyes of his father and mother. The little guy who would only follow his ass and call his brother since he was a child, and run around with him died.

He used to think he would watch her grow up, watch her get married and have children. He had loved her like that, no matter what the end result would be, at least he had this kind of warmth, he had thought it would be for a lifetime.

When I came out of the marine company, it started to rain in the sky. The heavy rain instantly invaded the originally clear sky, as if it was catering to his mood.

There was a smell of cold frost in the air, mixed with the smell of the earth after the rain, and the cold was suffocating. Wen Zhaohan held his last breath and waited until now, there was no way to deceive himself and deceive himself, he got into the car only to find that his cheeks were cold, and he unconsciously raised his hand, only to find that his face was full of tears.

Wen Zhaohan only parked the car outside the villa, obviously at this time, he could already call someone to send an umbrella out. But he didn't make a phone call, he just pushed the car door and walked out of the car directly into the rain.

A distance that could have been covered in a few minutes, he walked for more than ten minutes. He had never felt that the road was so long, and he knew very well what it would mean if he went back and asked for the exit at this time.

So the more I knew what I was going to face, the more I was afraid to go back. He stood in the rain for a long time, and suddenly remembered that year, after Zhou Ziliang arranged for someone to violate Tong Yan for the summer, she ran out of the hospital.

It was raining outside at that time, when he found her. She also used to stand in the rain in despair, sad, sad looking at the sky.

Let her tears wet her clothes, her hair and face, and let the cold rain fall into her eyes.

The coldness at this moment overlapped with the memory at that time, and Fang felt pain and couldn't breathe.

Tong Yan, this person who he once really wanted to take care of and love her all his life.

It turns out that everything is nothing but a lie, everything is false. She lied to him for so long, the broken sorrow in her eyes was never for him, and the tears she shed were only because of guilt.

So why the hell did you marry him?

Is it just because he killed his sister, so he wants to make up for it, thinking that this way he can erase everything in the past?

He stood in the rain for half an hour, and when he finally unlocked the fingerprint lock at the door, his fingers were already stiff, and he tried several times before opening the door.

The aunt was shocked when she saw his dejected appearance, and hurriedly prepared slippers and towels, handed them to him, and then nagged him.

"Oh, sir, you haven't been back for a few days, why did you come back and make yourself like this? It's a cold day, be careful of a cold and fever, wipe your hair quickly, take a hot bath, I'll cook you some ginger soup." ”

Wen Zhaohan took the towel to wipe his hair almost numbly, and he moved his lips, as if he was too stiff to speak.

"Auntie, where is she?"

She naturally referred to Tong Yan, and the aunt understood what he meant just as soon as she heard it.

Auntie glanced at the direction of the staircase: "You haven't come back in the past few days, you've been in the study, and you haven't gone out." I'm just afraid that you guys are making something awkward again, and I want to persuade you, but she has been hiding in the study and not daring to come out. ”

Wen Zhaohan nodded and began to go upstairs without saying a word.

Walking in the hallway, you can still hear the sound of raindrops hitting the glass outside the window, crackling, like firecrackers.

Standing outside the study, Wen Zhaohan pushed the door, the door was unlocked, and it opened in one fell swoop. He pushed the door in, only to see Tong Yan's upper body lying on the desk, his face facing the direction of the window, obviously asleep.

Cotton slippers stepped on the carpet, but there was no sound.

There were a lot of papers on the table, and he picked one up. What is written on it is all written verses, and in the end it is because I am tired of writing, so I fall asleep lying here.

Then he fell into an endless silence, angry and wanted to question her when he returned. I didn't expect her to fall asleep, and now standing in front of her, I don't know how to speak.

Do you really want to speak?

He could see the collapse of his heart head-on, and there was no room for resistance.

About ten minutes later, Tong Yan woke up slowly. Standing up from the table, he turned around and saw Wen Zhaohan soaking wet, with water dripping from his hair, like a water ghost who died unjustly in a movie. He was looking at her coldly, his eyes were too aggressive, as if he was going to drag her into the whirlpool in an instant.

Tong Yan trembled with fright, and when he confirmed that it was Wen Zhaohan standing here, he helped his chest with palpitations.

"When did you come back? Why are you so wet, why don't you hurry up and change your clothes, take a hot shower, and watch me do here?"

Although the two of them rarely talk on weekdays, as long as they talk about certain people, they will make a very unpleasant noise, but Tong Yan has always obediently obeyed his wife's duty.

She got up and reached out to probe his forehead, but Wen Wen Zhaohan grabbed his wrist and pulled his hand down.

"What's wrong with you?" Sensing that his breath was not quite right, Tong Yan frowned slightly, she hadn't seen him like this for a long time, and she felt a little uneasy in her heart. "You haven't been back for the past few days, is something happening to the company again?"