Chapter Seventy-Nine: Her Heart, Her Dream

The tears that should be shed have been drained, then, the mountains and rivers are long, and they are irrelevant.

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In the study room of the apartment, Qin Yuehan listened to the news from the secretary, saying that he had not found Meng Xiran, and the ashtray on the table was picked up by him and smashed on the bookcase, smashing out a big hole in the glass door of the bookcase.

"Check, keep checking on me, why was her body cremated in less than a day!" Qin Yuehan has always been a person who is moody and angry, but since learning of Meng Xiran's death, he has been like an angry lion, and anyone who approaches him must worry about being accidentally injured by him.

The secretary over there resignedly agreed, Qin Yuehan slammed the phone on the table, and then went to Meng Xiran's room.

He had only set foot in her room once, so he had never looked at the furnishings in that room in detail, but now when he looked closely, he felt that the furnishings were very elegant, without the cumbersomeness of girls, and the layout was very generous.

Her desk was a little messy, and there was still a picture on the table that she had not finished, showing a bird, locked in a cage of gold wire, with a sad expression.

Qin Yuehan's mood became heavier and heavier, and the soft place in his heart seemed to have been knocked hard, dull and dull, and the pain was uncomfortable.

In the time she was by his side, he never really cared about her, didn't really listen to what she wanted to say, and now that she was gone, all the things she had done, her voice and smile, all appeared in front of his eyes.

He remembered that every night of overtime in the company, she would use a pink thermos bucket filled with the soup she had made and bring it to his desk, and if he was in a meeting, she would put it at the front desk, and every time he opened the thermos box, the soup inside was still hot, just like her heart.

But he dislikes her, Su Xingyue's death is like a thorn in his heart that can't be removed, someone must bear all this!

Su Xingyue's car accident had a lot of coincidences, and they all appeared extremely strangely, he knew about them, but his unwillingness and anger at Xingyue's death blinded him, and Xingyue's death Meng Xiran was extremely suspicious, so he attributed all this to her.

Now that I think about it, I regret it.

Her unfinished painting was placed on the table, and he felt uncomfortable to see it, and always felt that the air in this room was not enough to breathe, so he opened the bay window to let in fresh air, and when he saw that the painting was lifted by the wind, he hurriedly stretched out his hand to grab it.

Putting the paintings away, he got up and went to her bookcase, she had a lot of books, and since he was at home most of the time, she could only read the paintings and paintings to entertain herself.

On the lower level of the bookcase, there is a stack of paintings, which she painted during this time, a thick small pile.

Only by drawing those dreams in her heart on paper and painting them with colors can the world seem to have colors, and her world is too gray.

He looked at her handwriting one by one, each stroke was delicate, and there were sketches, gouache and oil paintings, which she had loved to draw since she was a child, and was busy writing and drawing whenever she had time.

The painting was flipped over in his hand, but Qin Yuehan's gaze fell on the back of the drawing paper, and on the back of each painting, "To han" was written in pencil, a small, juanxiu font, shrunk in the lower right corner of the paper, timidly.

My heart ached uncontrollably for a moment, yes, these paintings are all about him, her heart, her dreams, all of them.

She humbly cooked food for him, she obeyed him, and she specially studied Su Xingyue in order to be close to him.

Meng Xiran, there are too many things in her that he doesn't know, what she likes, he doesn't know, her character, he doesn't know, even her face is a little blurry in his mind, and he can't clearly recall her face.

Because, he never took a good look at her!

His right hand clenched uncontrollably into a fist, and he slammed painfully against the door of the bookcase, and again, and again.

Thinking that the news of Meng Xiran's death was told to him by Mu Shinian, Qin Yuehan called Mu Shinian, wanting to ask Mu Shinian what news there was.

When the phone was connected, Mu Shinian had just taken Meng Xiran to settle down in the United States, and he bought a property for Meng Xiran here, a bungalow with a big garden.

Seeing that the call was from Qin Yuehan, Mu Shinian frowned slightly, and was about to press it, but Meng Xiran had already seen the name beating on the screen.

"Take it. Meng Xiran tried her best to make her tone sound flat, but her heart still mentioned it for a moment, the name Qin Yuehan could always easily make her mood fluctuate.

Mu Shinian picked up the phone, Qin Yuehan's voice over there was a little hoarse, he had smoked too much in the past few days, only when the smoke rose, he could feel that his heart was not so uncomfortable.

"Is there any news from Meng Xiran over there?"

Qin Yuehan's voice passed through the earpiece to Mu Shinian's side and also to Meng Xiran's ears, which made her feel sarcastic.

Isn't he going to take her child? She died, and he looked for her everywhere, but just for the heart, and many, many times by his side, she wanted to gouge it out and give it back to him.

"Nope. Mu Shinian groaned slightly, glanced at Meng Xiran, and then replied in a deep voice.

"You should be able to see the information about her death in the hospital, so I don't need to say more. Mu Shinian's attitude is very cold, Meng Xiran likes Qin Yuehan, he likes it for many, many years, he knows that he can't replace Qin Yuehan's place in her heart, so he only hopes that she can live happily after marrying Qin Yuehan.

But Qin Yuehan, what did he do to her?! Thinking of the sins she suffered, Mu Shinian couldn't wait to tear Qin Yuehan apart.

"Xiran has passed away, Qin Yuehan, are you satisfied? Aren't you looking for her just for that heart?" Mu Shinian sneered, hitting Qin Yuehan's heart word by word, and he couldn't refute it.

After being silent for a long time, Qin Yuehan said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry." ”

He didn't know that things would turn out like this, Qin Yuehan, who was high up, even had such a time of regret and embarrassment.

Meng Xiran didn't want to listen to them on the phone anymore, so she simply took her luggage and went to the room, she was very tired, she was almost exhausted after tossing and turning in the past few days, and she was always worried that something would happen to the child in her belly, but this baby was very strong, and she suffered so many sins, but she didn't have anything to do when Mu Shinian arranged for the doctor to come over to check her, she only said that she was a little weak, and there was nothing big about it.

took out the fetal protection medicine and heart medicine to eat, Meng Xiran even looked at the time.

In the past, she didn't know how to cherish, and she wouldn't take medicine when she was unhappy, but now she won't, and she cherishes this life immensely.