The embezzlement case is considered to have come to an end, although the mastermind has not yet been caught, and only a sharp weapon in the hands of the mastermind has been grasped, but it is enough, and he has been able to explain to the people of Weizhou, and he has lived up to the words he said in front of Li Shuheng that day. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoIf you want to catch the mastermind, not only is the timing wrong, but even the power is insufficient. The slightest mistake will inevitably lead to a catastrophe. Therefore, Li Muqi can only wait—wait for an opportunity, a great opportunity, and Li Muqi must wait, he has to prepare, he has to remove the man's wings, otherwise, he will become bait in the hands of others.

This is not only about timing and strength, but also about the most important thing - that is the most reasonable reason.

The matter of Wei Zhou has come to an end, and there are only a few arrangements that need to be dealt with -- very important arrangements.

Li Muqi looked at the gold medal in his hand, looked at it again and again, and finally a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and a smile unconsciously bloomed at the corner of his mouth, and the gold medal was reflected in his eyes. That look was like that of a very greedy miser seeing a little shining copper coin. His heart was already rippling with laughter, and even his blood was full of joy.

Li Muqi stared at the gold medal handed to him by Li Shuheng, and said in his heart: This gold medal is really very useful, if it is not there, I am afraid that Wei Zhou's matter will not be truly over. I can't help but admire Li Shuheng's foresight very much, and I also blame myself for my stupidity.

When Li Muqi left Weizhou, he left a letter at Jin Libin. When Jin Libin saw the content of the letter, he did not show joy, but his face was full of melancholy, and he sighed deeply. Weakly threw the letter on the table, his eyes full of melancholy, looking at the letter lying under the dim lamp. After a long time, he stretched out his right hand with difficulty, picked up the heavy letter again, and read it again. After a long time, I looked away from the window and looked at the starlight. I can't help but feel that fear in my heart, and slowly send it into the cold autumn wind that blows through the worn, scarred curtains...

Sighing lightly, he put a letter in his arms, and whispered softly, "Where is this invitation and commission, this is a heavy burden that is forced into me." It's just that this pair is so heavy, how can I provoke a scholar in cloth..." sighed for a long time, and said helplessly, "Now I'm afraid that I have to pick it up reluctantly, so I can only use all my strength to pick it up..." At this moment, my heart is unconsciously filled with a sense of righteousness, a force, and an unavoidable responsibility.

Ma Rugang also received a letter left by Li Muqi, which was full of orders - Ma Rugang did not dare to disobey and disobey orders. Even if there are many excuses and reasons that have been thought of in my heart, I dare not say a word. Because of those reasons and excuses, he was so helpless and powerless in the face of Li Muqi's orders, and there was no reason or excuse that could skillfully dismiss Li Muqi's orders.

Ma Rugang looked at it for a long time, and could only fully accept all of Li Muqi's arrangements, and couldn't help but squeeze Li Muqi very much in his heart, and painfully dealt with them one by one according to Li Muqi's arrangements. On those documents, every ink-black handwriting almost cost Ma Rugang the hatred of his whole body, and with his deep pain, he added the name of Ma Rugang's Qincha.

Just when Li Muqi left Wei Zhou, there were bright red blood stains there. However, the blood stains that gushed out did not smell of blood, only a strong stench, which was contaminated blood, which had lost its bright red color, how could there be a taste of blood again, only a strong stench. However, the stench has been carried by the autumn wind to that place full of evil, and only in that place will they be left behind, and they will be loved.

The bird was very happy to know the news, and the sound of joy rang out of the car window. It seems that he wants to open Li Muqi's still heavy heart and bring him happiness for a short time. It's just that no matter how hard they try, they can only linger on Li Muqi's chest, and when they are swept by the wind, they will be scattered on the withered and yellow branches full of pain...

The closer he got to that place, the heavier Li Muqi's heart became. In that place, there is Li Muqi's concern, his enthusiasm, his wandering and uncertainty that he doesn't know how, his inseparable tears, and his painful struggle. But at this moment, that place seems to be the thickest in the heart.

If this matter is not handled properly, the world will be in chaos. Li Muqi couldn't help but let out a long sigh and said in his heart.

However, how to deal with it is another rather big problem -- a difficult problem in which nothing can be seen.

"It's not crossing the river by feeling the stones," Li Muqi muttered quietly, "It's like crossing the river in the dark, you can only hear the sound of running water, but you don't know the depth of the river, and you don't know where the flowing water is." ”

Life, maybe that's it, sometimes you can see the scenery ahead, sometimes only the heavy darkness covers you, you can only rely on your feelings and the courage in your heart, and that self-confidence to move forward...

The moon hangs on the treetops, like fruit on the tree. The sound of the wind was cold, waking up the autumn cicadas in their sleep. Xu couldn't stand the cold autumn wind, and the autumn cicadas climbed on the crescent moon and chirped loudly, obviously venting their dissatisfaction and anger. It's just that the anger gently struggled and rolled in the whirring wind, and finally disappeared in the fierce autumn leaves...

The autumn wind wandered through the shallow grass, cruelly destroying the already withering branches, roaring high in the sky, tearing at the black clouds and stars, especially the broken moon.

Li Muqi is so facing the cold autumn wind, listening to the sound of the piano sent by the wind outside the window. There was a sense of eagerness, a joy, but a heaviness...

Listening to the rippling sound of the piano in his ears, Li Muqi didn't dare to listen carefully, but he didn't dare to imprint them in his heart and put them in his mind.

There was no high-pitched sound in the piano, only an endless low, and the sound hit Li Muqi's heavy heart, which was already full of sadness and helplessness. Listening to the sound of the piano, a few hot tears rolled out of the corners of Li Muqi's eyes, and the tears gently crossed the corners of his eyes, and instantly brought out a thin stream. That trickle of water spread violently on his cheeks, and in the blink of an eye, it had already occupied half of Li Muqi's cheeks. There was also a change in my heart, and I almost forgot everything in the world, only this sound of the piano, only a rhythm, and only that one person, the one who played the piano. The shadow of that person had already appeared in my heart. The vague and hazy shadows continue to clear, and you can clearly see the pair of soft, but somewhat cold slender jade hands, slowly plucking the strings on that piano; you can also see a few crystal tears, one by one slowly dripping on the strings, splashing tears on the hands of kissing marks; there should be no traces of happiness on her cheeks at this moment, only thick lovesickness and loneliness, and long loneliness, and deep uneasiness; there should be no bright light in the eyes, there should only be tears at this moment, only grief and sighs...

Li Muqi didn't dare to think about it anymore, and put away his thoughts in a panic. In a hurry, he trembled and took his Changxiao, and before he had time to put on a piece of clothing, he jumped over the slightly open window, and then turned over and jumped hard. People are already standing on the roof. Before he was completely steady, he hadn't calmed his heartbeat, and he didn't even want to wait for time to breathe slowly, so he hurriedly took Changxiao and put it to his mouth.

Mu He gently pushed the door open, and when he walked in, he saw Li Muqi's panicked scene. Before Mu He could speak, Li Muqi had already passed through the window and disappeared into Mu He's eyes as if he had fled. When Mu He wanted to spit out the reminder that was waving at the corner of his mouth, a Xiao sound had already floated in through the window—a Xiao voice full of tenderness reached Mu He's ears. Hearing this squeak, the corners of Mu He's mouth couldn't help but bloom a smile, adding a happy enthusiasm to her beautiful face.

Although Mu He couldn't hear the words in Xiao Sheng, and she couldn't understand the full lovesickness of the piano sound in the wind, she could feel the strong feelings in Xiao Sheng. Although she didn't know Li Muqi at this time, she could spy on Li Muqi's heart, and even hear Li Muqi's words in his heart.

Han Shishao heard the sound of Xiao in the autumn wind, and his whole body was shocked, and his plain hand of Fuqin was stunned unconsciously, drawing a long syllable. This long sound kept rolling in the cold autumn wind, and at some point, the cold autumn wind rolled out a strong heat wave and rushed straight to Li Muqi on the roof.

After a long sound, Li Muqi saw from a distance a cheek full of smiles flashing in the lamplight, and above that cheek, there was a pair of eyes full of tears. looked straight at Li Muqi with his eyes, and seemed to reflect Li Muqi's whole person in her eyes and in her heart - the warmest place.

Han Shishao's eyes were filled with tears, but there was no pain, only full of happiness, looking at Li Muqi deeply. She used to be lonely, but until that day, she was no longer lonely, even if there would be no face in front of her, she couldn't feel his breathing, couldn't hear his voice, couldn't touch the back of his hand, she wouldn't be lonely, just because that person, that face had been deeply rooted in her heart. No matter how many years have passed, he can't be erased, and even a few more smiling faces will be added to that face, and many beautiful pictures and beautiful scenery will be engraved on her heart...

The wind quietly floated Han Shishao's green silk and blew on Han Shishao's cheeks, covering her eyes when she looked at Li Muqi. However, at that moment, Han Shishao forgot to brush them off and tie them behind his ears, and at that moment, Han Shishao almost forgot everything, forgot the time, and forgot the cold autumn breeze...

Li Muqi is the same, he forgot the Changxiao on his lips, forgot the cold wind, forgot the shaking body, and forgot all the cold. Facing the wind, he looked at Han Shishao deeply.

They just looked at each other like that, without any words, without any sound, just looking at each other so deeply...

They don't need any words, they don't need any sounds. At that moment, everything was just superfluous...