Wuling people are rumored that Zhou Xiangyang's mysterious lover and his widow, Chunyan has returned to Hu Hongwei's house in half a room at this time, and told Feng Zhe about the detailed phone call of her and Chen Weiman.

Then, Chen Weiman also called Feng Zhe in person, the content was the same as what Chunyan said, Feng Zhe asked Chen Weiman, has Chunyan's identity been verified?

Chen Weiman said: "I have already called someone to confirm it, and it is indeed so. There are two things that cannot be faked, one is Zhou Xiangyang's bank card held by this woman, although the more than 3 million in it was remitted from another bank the day after Zhou Xiangyang's death, but the card has been in the hands of this woman since it was handled, and she can say that every consumption in the card is basically in line. ”

"There is another one, that is, the child in her womb, conceived in October, once delivered, and after a few months, she will know the difference. However, I feel that certainty is greater than suspicion. ”

"If, or worse, Wuhua is still the largest private enterprise in our city after all. ”

Feng Zhe complimented Chen Weiman without leaving a trace, because martial arts changed from "public" to "private" from Chen Weiman's hands.

Feng Zhe didn't want to go back to Wuling for the time being, firstly, he wanted some people in Wuling to slowly digest the existence of Chunyan and the child in her belly, and secondly, because the statement that Zhao Wen was the sixth brother who had died a long time ago when Li Rong was leaving made him feel very unacceptable.

Joy or pain?

Happy or confused?

……

Li Cong's weight rose sharply after getting married, and after drinking with Feng Zhe for a while, he said that when he was middle-aged, his body was a perfect interpretation of "Journey to the West", with the pressure of Wukong, Bajie's figure, Sha Monk's hairstyle, Tang Seng chattered, and he was getting closer and closer to the west! The key is not Wukong's ability, Bajie's optimism, Lao Sha's calmness, and Tang Seng's handsomeness.

Feng Zhe came to Li Cong because he had nowhere to go and didn't want to go home, but after sitting for a while, he felt irritable again: he came to drink in order to get rid of his boredom, but after drinking, he was even more bored.

Qiao Xiaoyi accompanied Feng Zhe and Li Cong to say a few words and went to get busy, Feng Zhe listened to Li Cong's nonsense for a while, and he felt that he was still leaving.

But where to go, it is not known.

I don't know when it rained outside, the rain was not too heavy, dripping, I could see the rain falling drop by drop, the heat on the ground was not swept away, and the temperature was even hotter.

Li Cong sent Feng Zhe to the door of the store, still talking in his mouth, but saw Feng Zhe's eyes looking at a place, he followed Feng Zhe's line of sight and looked over, the streets were full of people and vehicles, and the streets were full of smoke and rain, there was nothing worth noting.

But Feng Zhe took two steps towards the rain at this time, his brows furrowed, and he looked very nervous.

Li Cong didn't know what was going on, and asked, "What's wrong? Who do you see?" Hey, who's who, bring me an umbrella." ”

At the stall where Li Cong was talking, Feng Zhe opened his mouth and took a few steps forward, and then he trotted up and splashed the water in the puddle on the ground on the passerby, and a passing woman asked "Oops" What is the matter with you?

Feng Zhe didn't respond, still staring ahead, Li Cong held up the umbrella and smiled and said sorry, embarrassed.

The woman left with disdain, and Li Cong opened his mouth and said, "Hey, hey, I said what happened to you today......

Li Cong didn't finish speaking, Feng Zhe completely started to run, he quickly disappeared from Li Cong's sight, Li Cong opened his mouth in shock, and chased after him with a sentence of "fuck".

Li Cong ran through two streets, and finally saw Feng Zhe standing in the rain at the door of a shop and looking at the people in the store.

There will be three people in this store, one is like a boss, a man, a woman wearing a raincoat and carrying a gas canister, but because it is a back, she can't see her face clearly, and she seems to be talking to the boss, and the other is a woman in her twenties, who looks very beautiful and is picking things to buy, Li Cong thinks that Feng Zhe is a woman like this female college student, does it have anything to do with it?

At this time, the woman in the raincoat covered her head with the hat of the raincoat, carried a gas canister outside, and when she arrived at the tricycle full of gas canisters at the door, she skillfully placed the gas canister on the car, firmly fixed it with other canisters, and then said to the house, "Boss, you are busy, I will go first."

At this time, the beautiful woman who was shopping in the store had already walked away with an umbrella, but Feng Zhe didn't chase it, Li Cong wondered, seeing that Feng Zhe seemed to be looking at the person who was starting the tricycle in front of him, he took a closer look, this woman was also very beautiful, although the rain drenched her hair and drooped on her forehead and sideburns, but the black eyes were very bright, the nose was small, and the curve of the lips was rich and full-this woman seemed to have seen herself? Could it be that she sent gas to her hotel?

At this moment, the tricycle that had been started roared and rushed forward, and suddenly extinguished the fire, and the woman in the car finally saw Feng Zhe, who had been standing in the rain and watching her.

- It's him!

- It's him!

- It's her!

- It's her!

Yang Ling! This name that has been called thousands of times in my heart, this woman who has made me miss for more than 4,000 days and nights for 11 years, just like she suddenly broke into her life that day, appeared in front of her eyes......

Feng Zhe's body was completely drenched by the rain, his hair was on his forehead, and his face was covered with rain, but he didn't realize it.

He confirmed that it was Yang Ling, and the woman riding the tricycle was Yang Ling!

Yes. That's her. Feng Zhe couldn't help but quickly take a few steps towards Yang Ling's tricycle, and then slowly retracted his steps, and he stopped. He finally saw these bright eyes, this vivid and irreplaceable face, this woman who made his midnight dreams come back to a thousand thoughts.

Yang Ling!

Feng Zhe's eyes were suddenly a little moist, the rain slid down his hair, forehead and cheeks, and flowed through the corners of his mouth, the taste was a little salty, I don't know if the drops were hot tears, or the rain mixed with the breath of summer.

As if after a century of staring, Feng Zhe smiled lightly at Yang Ling, who was also stunned and incredulous. He didn't know how ugly his smile was. But at this time, he no longer realized where he was at the moment.

In his eyes, there was only Yang Ling.

Yang Ling saw this figure in the rain who didn't know where it came from, she was completely stunned, because of excitement, her hand slammed the accelerator, but the other hand lost the clutch, the car rushed forward, stopped suddenly, and went out.

Yang Ling watched Feng Zhe walk quickly towards herself, rushing towards her like an illusory huge shadow, she felt a little dizzy, closed her eyes, and then looked at him standing a few steps away from herself, looking at him smiling at herself, looking at the affection in his eyes, looking at his face like when she first met more than ten years, her whole body trembled a little, her hand left the handle of the tricycle, covered her mouth, she was afraid that she would scream, her chest was hot, her eyes were sore, and tears flowed down her cheeks……

Li Cong stood not far from Feng Zhe and the tricycle, and he completely saw the expressions of Feng Zhe and the woman sitting on the tricycle.

What's going on?

Li Cong's side was a plane tree, and the low raindrops on the tree fell on the open umbrella, Li Cong didn't know if he should move forward, because Feng Zhe was still standing in the rain, he didn't know if he should hand the umbrella to Feng Zhe.

However, he felt that it was better for him not to go past.

Li Cong has never seen Feng Zhe like this, and he has never seen a woman treat or gaze at Feng Zhe with such an expression, such a gaze, or this look.

No.

Li Cong didn't understand a little. He didn't understand Feng Zhe in the first place, he felt that at this moment, he didn't understand Feng Zhe more and more.

What the hell is Feng Zhe doing?

Li Cong thought about it and felt that he still left. The umbrella in his hand is not given to Feng Zhe, and it is estimated that he will not need it. Well, don't bother them yourself.

Li Cong walked a few steps, and when he looked back, Feng Zhe and the woman were still looking at each other in the rain with the same movement just now.

Why are they like this?

Why are they like this?

Is this love?

What does love look like?

- But perhaps, they are like this, and this is what love looks like.

Anyway, I don't understand.

After a long time, Feng Zhe finally opened his mouth and said: "Yang Ling."

Feng Zhe's call seemed to have come from centuries ago. Yang Ling blinked his eyes and responded with an "um".

It was this soft "um" that Feng Zhe felt that he had broken away from the soul of the exorcist and finally returned to the place where it was supposed to be.

And in an instant, between a call and an answer, Feng Zhe clearly saw that the tears in Yang Ling's eyes kept slipping.

Feng Zhe's chest seemed to be so uncomfortable that he didn't breathe for more than ten minutes, and his heart didn't seem to be beating anymore, he had a lot of things to say to Yang Ling, and there were a lot of questions to ask Yang Ling, these were all in the long days when he fantasized about Yang Ling by his side in the dark night and in the air, but he couldn't say anything......

"You, are you okay?" Yang Ling asked, Feng Zhe nodded and shook his head again: "I...... I don't know...... Maybe, okay...... What about you?"

"I ...... Well, I don't know ...... either"

Neither of them could tell what mood they were in right now. Yang Ling stretched out his hand to wipe the tears from his face, looked at Feng Zhe's wet appearance, and finally smiled: "I'm on the street in front of me......"

Yang Ling's smile made Feng Zhe feel that his eyes were full of spring flowers blooming gorgeously: "Then I'll go back with you." ”

Feng Zhe stepped on the three-wheeled wheel, grabbed the side of the three-wheeled car and squatted behind the carriage, looking like he was familiar with it, Yang Ling's heart had a warm current - his appearance, isn't it exactly the scene he has thought about when the two of them are together many times?

Yang Ling looked at Feng Zhe and smiled, Feng Zhe also smiled at her, Yang Ling said, "No umbrella, sit down, I'll ride quickly." ”

The tricycle started, Feng Zhe sat on the back of the car full of gas canisters, he looked at the back of Yang Ling, who was skillfully driving a tricycle, his body shook with the front and back of the car, the rain fell, drenching his whole body more wet, Feng Zhe had infinite comfort, and felt in his heart, this is good, this is good, this is good......