However, before she could speak, the scar-faced man suddenly pulled out a strip of cloth and put it on her mouth, instantly piercing her up and down mouths, in case she called for help after she went out to attract the attention of others. He also took the strip of cloth that Du Jiu was holding in his hand and restrained her hand again.

Wan Chun's throat and eyes were hmmmmmmmm

Du Jiu kept a straight face, didn't look at her, and sat in the car with her in his arms, and ordered someone to drive. After entering the car, Du Jiu did not relax his vigilance against Wanchun, and still sat on her lap, one hand around her waist, but the other hand pressed her head into his arms.

Wan Chun struggled hard, the side clinging to Du Jiu's white robe, and in the afterglow, he saw that the glass of the car window had already caused those people to close the brown and yellow thick velvet curtains, covering every corner of the glass densely, and he couldn't see the scenery outside at all.

The body is bumpy and rippling, as if driving in the suburbs, the roads in the city are mostly paved with cements, and the flat ones seem to be able to slide, but the roads in the suburbs are not covered with cements. Wanchun speculated behind her back that because she was blindfolded, she didn't grasp the time very accurately, and she didn't see the car stop for a long time, as if she was walking on a journey with no end in sight, and she was going to get out of Shanghai from here.

Even though Wanchun has seen people, but in the face of such a thing, she still faintly began to be afraid, if they can still have a chance to find themselves in Zhongqing in Shanghai, if they go out of Shanghai, where should they find themselves?

The shadow of death in her previous life was still like a dark cloud, hanging over her heart from time to time. Even if Du Jiu had no ill will towards her, he kidnapped her out of Shanghai for such an inexplicable reason. forcibly eliminated her from the reborn family like a fairy dream, so that she could no longer settle down to deal with Lu Jianhao. It's no different from death.

She trembled unconsciously, and Du Jiu, who was holding her, naturally sensed her panic. The hand that was tightly wrapped around her waist paused, and only after a moment did it slowly rise up, gently patting Wanchun's back as if it were nothing.

It's okay if he doesn't shoot, but as soon as he shoots, Wanchun's grievances can't stop pouring into his heart. She thought of her parents in her previous life, Lu Jianhao and his family, and even more thought of Li Lanfeng and the Yu couple after being reborn, and the eldest brother, second sister and third brother who loved her like treasures. She thought that she had finally gained something in this life, and she could come back to her life, and she would get revenge in wealth and glory. But I didn't expect fate to play tricks on people.

The end of her nose was choked a few times, no matter how scared she was, she couldn't cry out at this time, so she had to forcibly hold back, and waited until the sourness dissipated on its own, and then asked in a low voice, "Where are you going to take me?" ”

The hand that slapped her on the back suddenly stopped, pressed against the back of her heart, and remained motionless. Scarface, who was driving in front, replied to her, "Miss, you don't have to be afraid. We won't do anything with you, we just take you to a place and come back when the time comes. ”

Come back? Will she come back to Shanghai, or will she come back to the place where they kidnapped her?

Wan Chun gently closed his eyes in Du Jiu's arms. Regardless of the destination, there is always a way to leave these people as long as they can come back again.

She was silent for a long time, and the car jolted and traveled another way. before he slowly stopped.

Scarface got out of the car first and opened the door for them, and Du Jiu came out with Wanchun in his arms. Placing her on her feet upright, she nodded at Scarface. Scarface immediately understood. Bend down and unshackle Wanchun's feet.

Wan Chun walked lightly two steps, the high-heeled soles on her feet poked the ground thinly, and they were so soft that they almost fell. She looked around, but looked at the autumn grass withered and yellow, the clouds and geese flying high, and the barren surroundings, white tombstones, cold and stiff standing in rows, this is clearly a cemetery!

Wan Chun wondered in her heart, not understanding why they brought themselves here.

She looked at Du Jiu, but Du Jiu had already walked forward one step ahead of her, and Scarface just blindly urged her: "Miss, I'm sorry for you to go." ”

Wan Chun had no choice but to follow him silently, and Du Jiu was also silent and walked towards the depths of the cemetery. She was tied up for a long day, and drove for nearly two hours, when it was already a little dark, and the sun hung miserably on the dead treetops in the distance, and a few crows flew over it with a terrible scream.

Because it is not the season to sweep the tomb, the cemetery at this time is inevitably deserted, Wanchun tightened her coat and walked boldly in front of the unfamiliar tombstones. When he walked to the end, he saw Du Jiu stop.

In front of him, there are two tombstones, one large and one small, standing side by side, looking at the appearance of the tombstone, and the melon and fruit incense case enshrined in front of him, it seems to be newly erected, and there is still residual incense on it that has not burned completely.

Du Jiu slowly squatted down, took out a few sticks of incense from his body, inserted them in the three-legged incense burner, and lit them with a lamp. The incense was flushed, flickering and flickering, and gradually piling up some ashes.

Du Jiu stared at the incense closely, and didn't make a sound for a long time, Wanchun was obedient this time, she knew that she couldn't ask anything from him, so she simply shut up and didn't speak. Hengzhu has been pulled here, what to do, they will tell her sooner or later.

She just stood obediently, Scarface must have known Du Jiu's whereabouts in advance, and when she got out of the car, she brought a pot of wine, and at this moment she stepped forward and poured the wine into the wine glass in front of the incense burner and handed it to Du Jiu. Du Jiu took it silently and slowly poured it in front of the tomb.

When Wan Chun saw him like this, she suddenly thought that Tan Rulin had said that Li Yujun was pregnant with his child, and this tombstone was one big and one small, could it be Li Yujun's tomb? When she was thinking about it, Du Jiu's glass of wine had been poured completely, so he squatted there and called her, "You can also come and give her a pillar of incense." ”

Wan Chun bowed his head quietly, squatted down next to him, took the incense in his hand, and bowed to the two tombstones with it flat on his forehead. In my eyes, I only saw two wordless monuments, standing flat and smooth in front of me.

This is really a strange thing, Wanchun thought to herself: If this is the burial place of Li Yujun, how can he not even leave a name?

She hesitated for a moment, but before she could insert the incense in her hand, Du Jiu suddenly stopped her and said, "Don't you ask who is lying here?" ”

"Who is it?" Wan Chun subconsciously followed his words and asked.

Du Jiu glanced at her coldly, and only after a long time did he turn his gaze back and say, "It's an old friend of mine, an old man who is very similar to you." ”

An old man who is very similar to her?

Wanchun frowned for no reason, she didn't like the word old man very much now, it would remind her of herself and her child who drowned in her previous life. But since he was willing to speak, she could only be a listener.

Sure enough, without her opening, Du Jiu continued to talk to himself: "It's just that the old man is not as lucky as you, and he can be reincarnated in the Li family in Beiling." She had a very hard time in the early years, and after getting married, she may have lived a better life, but unfortunately she didn't enjoy a few more days of happiness. The only daughter went with her when she was only one year old. In the end, it was his husband who brought the person back and buried it hastily, which shows that the death of a person is merciless......"

He said cumbersomely, and Wan Chun listened to sympathy at the beginning, but the later he went, the more surprised he was in his heart. The things he said were all too familiar to her, as if he was talking about herself.

"Wait......" Wanchun interrupted him bluntly, "What is the name of this old man you are talking about, and where does he live?" ”

Du Jiu obviously let her words stop, he has been in the Qing Gang for so many years, and no one has ever dared to speak casually when he speaks, at this moment, Wanchun interrupted, and when he stepped into the sword eyebrows, he said coldly: "What are you asking for?" ”

Wan Chun couldn't tell the reason directly, so he thought for a while before saying: "I heard in the old Beijing that a man from Shanghai took his wife and children to Xiangshan Park to play, but when he encountered a shower, the car slipped and fell into the Yijiang River, and his wife and children drowned, leaving only the man alive." What Fang Jiu Ye said, I think it is really similar to this matter, so I have to ask if it is them? ”

She tried her best to describe this old tragedy in a calm tone, but Du Jiu was stunned after hearing it, and couldn't help but say in disbelief: "Have you really heard of this?" ”

Wanchun's eyebrows were like fire, and it was hot and painful. Looking at what Du Jiu meant, what he said was clearly the same thing as what he said. These two tombstones...... These two tombstones...... Buried in the bodies of her and her baby?

No word monument! Haha, what a wordless monument!

Wan Chun raised his hand and stroked the tombstone, almost laughing, Lu Jianhao, a slut, didn't even leave a name for the two of them. What is he afraid of? Is there a ghost in your heart when you are afraid to write the tomb of your beloved wife and daughter?

The hard tombstone was cold against the palm of her hand, Wan Chun touched the small tombstone, and the original intention of laughing unexpectedly turned into overwhelming sadness. This kid ...... It was once the treasure of her heart, and in the beginning, she thought about dressing her in the best clothes, cooking the best meals, and sending her to the best school. When she grows up day by day, I will find a good family for her.

But this dream only has a beginning, and there is no end. The child is dead, she is dead, and she will never be able to call herself mother again. It's so cold here, without her own company, will she be afraid alone? Will you blame her for leaving her behind and being reborn by herself?

Baby...... Baby.......

Wanchun suddenly lost control of her hands and held her head, and her ears seemed to be full of the terrible cry of the baby when he was flooded with water that day. She used to be very well-behaved, just like the little angels painted on the walls of the church, she had never cried like this, but this time, she couldn't stop. (To be continued.) )