Ma Mei's face turned red and stared at Mo Fei tightly, then he loosened his shoulders again, and said weakly: "Whoever killed him, you tell me." ”

"When I didn't find him, I killed him and his men. ”

"If you want to blame me, blame me, I didn't protect him well. Mo Fei has been living in self-blame all these years, and now when he talks about it clearly, he still can't help but have red eyes.

But the tears in her eyes have long been unable to fall, and she has long been accustomed to this kind of life over the years.

Ma Mei looked at her and smiled bitterly, leaned on the tombstone again, looked at Xu Anmo's photo, and said to herself: "What qualifications do I have to blame you, hehe." ”

Murphy took a deep breath and said, "Let's go back, our sisters are drunk tonight." "Murphy's opinion of Mame has changed a lot these days, and he has faintly regarded her as a good sister.

"Well, I'll drink it in the evening, but can you let me be alone with him a little longer?" Mame said dumbfounded.

Mo Fei nodded, turned and left, she knew that Mamei was sad, and she should give her a little private space.

When she walked towards the outside of the cemetery, Mo Fei was about to wait for her at the gate, but before she could get there, she heard a suppressed low sobbing behind her, her nose was sore, and she quickly looked at the sky and walked out.

Zhao Bang's father and son and Xie Wendong and his wife were waiting outside, and when they saw Mo Fei coming out, Zhao Bang hurriedly greeted her and said to her, "Where is Sister Mei?"

"She's going to be alone for a while. Mo Fei held back his emotions and said to him, "You guys go back first, don't worry about us." ”

Zhao Bang stared at her for a while, didn't say anything, turned his head and beckoned everyone to drive away.

Murphy sat on the stone steps outside the gate, took a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and slowly inhaled it.

It won't be long before the New Year, but every time the New Year is her, she is alone, and she feels meaningless at all, just thinking about this pale sky, but it seems a little cold and lonely.

Stretching out her fingers to dust off the ashes of her cigarette, a hint of coolness suddenly penetrated the tip of her nose, and she froze, and was about to turn her head when she saw a snowflake falling on her index finger.

It's snowing, but it fits his mood today, Mo Fei threw away his cigarette butt, went into the store on the side and bought an umbrella, and then walked towards Xu Anmo's cemetery.

Hearing footsteps behind her, Mame looked back at Mo Fei blankly.

Mo Fei gently placed the umbrella in front of the tombstone and said to Ma Mei: "Let's go, let's come back and have a look later." "After all, there are no ashes here, and he is actually everywhere with the photo.

Ma Mei wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, this time she didn't say anything, her arms were supporting the cold ground, and she was just about to stand up, but her legs were numb and she fell to the ground in an instant.

Mo Fei hurriedly stepped forward to support her, and said softly: "It should be because I have been sitting for a long time, just move." ”

Ma Mei looked at Mo Fei who kneaded her thighs in a daze, and suddenly said, "You should know what my relationship with him was, why are you still doing this to me?"

Mo Fei glanced up at her, leaned over and kneaded her, and saw that the snow was gradually starting to fall heavier, so he pulled Mamei outside.

"I'm no different from you, you can say that it's because I'm used to being born in such a family, and I won't make a fuss, or I can say that I have no intention of losing myself to him, in short, it's fate, he's good to me except for the last thing, so follow it." Woman, in fact, as long as he is used to you and spoils you, it doesn't matter what the situation is, just feel happy. ”

"But he's gone, you said he's been gone for almost four years, have you found a new one?"

Mo Fei opened the car door, helped her into the passenger seat, and got into the car himself, then said: "I don't have time to look for it, and I don't want to look for it, the most important thing is that an interesting man like him is gone, and I will see other people's diligence as ulterior motives, plus I was sorry for him in the first place, just widow him when I haven't gotten married, hehe." ”

Murphy is thirty-three years old this year, and is still single, and Mame has no doubts about what she said.

The car slowly walked towards Hongfeng County.

Along the way, the snow was all over the sky, and it was blowing one after another, and the rain was unusually violent.

At the same time, Xu Anmo had already driven the car to the Yuelong community next to the college student apartment in Qianyu City.

He should have two properties here, Xu Anmo stood in the heavy snow, looked at the four slightly dim big characters with green rust outside the Yuelong community, shrank down, lit a cigar and took a deep puff, and walked slowly inside.

Four years was enough time to blur many memories, but it wasn't until he came here again that he realized that some things, as long as he re-warmed them, would become new in his mind.

Dusting off the snowflakes on his body, Xu Anmo walked in with a slightly brisk step.

At this time, an uncle carrying a stove in the basement came out and saw a figure in a black coat walking upstairs. Stunned, he quickly put the stove aside and followed.

Xu Anmo came to the door of the third floor, took out the key that even he had been with him for many years inexplicably, weighed it, and tried it one by one, he could know the location of the house, but he was a little confused about which key it was.

After trying five or six times, there was an important jam and the door was opened.

Xu Anmo was faintly happy in his heart, he hadn't come back for many years, and when he came to his former house again, the intimacy was very warm.

He walked in, and when the door slammed shut, the uncle downstairs shrank his eyes, thought about it, and nodded strangely, but he didn't say anything, turned around and left.

The hall in the house was full of a layer of dust, Xu Anmo went to the kitchen to get some water, sprinkled it on the ground, and then opened all the windows, and then opened the door of the master bedroom.

To his surprise, the master bedroom was actually spotless, compared to the outside, it was simply a sky and a bottom.

He thought about it for a while, and he didn't know what was going on, so he didn't bother to think about it anymore, sitting on the bed, his nose shrugged lightly, and there was a faint jasmine fragrance on the quilt, if it was really idle for four years, the decoration here would never be like this, and the only explanation was that there were people living here.

But what's the matter with the thick dust outside? Xu Anmo's face turned strange, the living room looked like no one had lived in it for hundreds of years, but the bedroom was like this, isn't it haunted?

Thinking about it, he suddenly felt funny, and stayed on the bed for a while, and suddenly he quickly got up and walked towards the hall.

He wanted to see if there were any special footprints, after all, after the dust was so late, he didn't pay attention to it when he came in just now.

But looking at the wet floor in front of him, he couldn't help but shake his head, it had been soaked like this, coupled with his walking back and forth sprinkling water, now only a ghost can really tell.