Zhen Yang watched his mother slowly walk over in a daze. He subconsciously reached out to block the sunlight from the window. A heart. It's as if you've been soaked in ice-cold water. I don't feel anything at all.

He just walked by casually. And then. I heard the conversation between Liu Shiwei and Song Guanzhai. At that moment. Can't tell you what it's like. It's as if someone has pulled out their hearts all at once. And then. Body and soul. It's all empty.

"Ah Yang." Qin Lan reached out and touched his forehead worriedly. Shocked." Why is your forehead so cold. Isn't it uncomfortable?"

Zhen Yang shook his head. His voice was so hoarse that he could barely speak." I guess I have a cold."

"Then you go back first. It's just me and your aunt here. It's really going to come out tomorrow." Qin Landao.

"Okay." His empty eyes seemed to be out of focus. Step by step. Lost and dejected, he walked forward.

Qin Lan shook his head. It's been a really hard time for him. To take care of the company. There is always a run to the hospital. Look really at Uncle Zhang. Hopefully everything will be okay soon." A Yang. You haven't seen that woman lately, have you?" Qin Lan suddenly asked behind him.

Zhen Yang almost turned around in a hurry. Staring at Qin Lan, he asked, "Mom. You've seen her."

Qin Lan said gloomily: "I saw her in the hospital in the middle of the night that night. Lurking in the hospital like a female ghost. This woman is not a good person. Don't associate with her anymore."

Zhen Yang walked up with an arrow step. Grab Qin Lan." Mother. When did you see her. Do you remember any day?"

Qin Lan looked at her son, who suddenly became weird. Said unhappily: "What do you ask her about. Anyway, you just don't see her."

Zhen Yang hurriedly said: "Say it quickly. When did you see her?"

Qin Lan broke free of his hand. gave him a blank look of displeasure. Isn't it the day of the surgery? It happened that day that your grandfather Zhang had an accident. I'm with your aunt in the hospital. It was almost three o'clock before leaving. Then she crouched on the garden bench like a green ghost. It's a lot of bad luck."

That. She's in the hospital. So. It's really the bone marrow she donated to Zhenzhen.

He suddenly turned and strode away. Drive straight home.

His door is closed. Turn on the computer in the room. Enter a program.

Hacker. Not his profession. But. There are a few things to investigate. Some non-light means still need to be used.

He entered the computer medical record database of Ming Xin Hospital. Find clear information......

A few minutes later. He sat down in his chair in a daze. I haven't come back to my senses for a long time.

She donated bone marrow to Zhenzhen. Bone marrow is extracted using a traditional puncture. No anesthetics. Other words. She was terminally ill. Give the bone marrow of the real donation. She won't be able to get off the operating table at any time.

No wonder. On the same day, she was asked to donate bone marrow to Zhenzhen. She would have so many scruples. She wants to live, too. But. There's nothing she can do about it. I was crazy in my mind thinking about the bits and pieces of getting along with Minglang. She said that she was so envious. Because though she is sick. But there are many people around her who care about her. And he. He once beat her for speaking ill of her. Then. She actually wanted a little warmth from him. She had been looking forward to a big wedding. But. He didn't give it to her. She didn't get what she wanted from herself. So she's gone. She is with Song Guanzhai. Because. Song Guanzhai is an insider. is also a person who is genuinely good to her. She just wanted a touch of warmth. To be able to make her strong enough to go through the rest of the days.

Long. He turned off the computer. Then take out your phone. made a phone call." Feed. No matter what method is used. How much money to use. Be sure to help me find someone."

I am the clear dividing line between disappearances

Ming Lang left Guangshi. Returned to Taiping Town.

Sit at Muyi's grave. Holding a pot of aged wine from Taiping Town. It's choking. But. There is a taste of home. Although she actually doesn't know what the flavor of her hometown is. But the bottle is written that it is produced in Taiping Town. She thinks it's from her hometown. and Mu Yi are inextricably linked.

"Drink." She poured the wine three times. The mountain breeze is clear and powerful. Blowing her short hair like an angry lion. The slim face also looks very big. It's just that there is already a little drunkness in her eyes.

"If you don't die. So. What will my life be like? I think. Should successfully finish college. Then find a classmate or colleague to marry. Now I can't tell if I have given birth to two small bone dragons. Then take your hand and tell you to buy ice cream. Call you grandpa with your mouth open. And then they coax you to touch the fish." Minglang said to himself. Reached out and stroked his hair. And again: "Of course. Maybe I'll have a younger brother or a younger sister. Heard. You guys before you get divorced. I'm already planning to have another child."

"Hey. But do I want a sister or a brother? My brother is so naughty. My sister is too squeamish. But the naughty brother can stand out for me. Fight the bad guys. And the squeamish sister. It is also possible to have long hair. Then I combed her braids every day. Ay. Or. You might as well have twins. Fulfill two of my wishes at once. Of course. If you don't obey. I'm going to be a sister. But I'm going to spank them hard." She said. She laughed like a silly big sister. It seems that a pair of dragon and phoenix fetuses really appeared in front of me. Then he shouted at her, "Sister Zhenzhen."

Drink till the sun goes down. She was already seven or eight points drunk. She's still the same as last time. Passing by the White House. I still saw the old man sitting in the doorway. Lonely and lonely watching the sunset. He could see her passing. It's as if I don't remember her anymore. Glared at her strangely. Then look down and wrench your fingers.

Minglang didn't stand still. Just a faint glance at him. I think he's looking okay. And then. Walk slowly.

He. In fact, he is just a lonely old man.

She's been here for days. I have been living in a hotel in Taiping Town. Keep an eye on the news every day. There is no news of the old hero awakening.

There is nowhere to go. The next day, she took the car back to Guangzhou.

body. There's not much cash left.

But I still don't want to go home. She took a trip back to the urban village. Ali and Tao greeted her warmly. Eating a fish-flavored eggplant made by Ali. She felt so blessed.

Ah Tao saw that she was full. Hand her a cigarette. Minglang reached out and pushed it away. Said: "Smoke less. Smoke less."

"Quit it." Tao smiled. Oh, yes. Women don't smoke well. Especially a beautiful woman like you."

"You smoke less, too." Minglang began to preach." Smoking is harmful to the body. and impairs the motility of sperm. Later you want to have a son. But it's not that easy."

Tao grinned. Ali has it."

"Ahh Bright was shocked. Turning around and taking Ali's hand. Look up and down." My belly isn't big yet."

"Where is there so fast. It's only been a little over a month." Ali said shyly.

Minglang was suddenly very envious. There are children. What a happy thing.

She held her head. Start fantasizing about what if she has enough time. She'll have babies too. Married. Have had children. A woman's life is complete.

But. She probably won't be able to wait for that day.

Leave from the urban village. Bright wandering around. I squatted on the side of the street at night and bought two strings of spicy spicy hot. I want to eat. But she saw the beggar next to her looking at her with blank eyes...... and the spicy tang on her hands.

Minglang sighed. She's a good person. The most pitiful of all. She crouched down. Hand the spicy hot to the beggar." Please eat."

The beggar took it. Didn't speak. Put the spicy hot in your mouth in one bite. And then. Minglang watched as his face turned from black to red, then to blue, and finally to black again. She took a step back. Tentatively asked, "Is it spicy?"

The beggar threw away the spicy hot. Huo Ran stood up. The fierce god tried to pinch her. Minglang was so frightened that he turned around and fled. The beggars are in hot pursuit. It took him a few blocks to get rid of him.

She held on to the post box on the side of the street and gasped. I can't eat spicy food. Waste.

She began to wander the streets aimlessly again. It's already past eleven o'clock in the evening. Nearby are all bar areas. This time. It is the busiest time of the bar.

"Hey." Suddenly. Her collar was grabbed. Mouths squirting with wine slammed up to her." Stop."

Stand still. Looking at the man who suddenly flashed in front of her from behind her. He's also a pretty handsome man. Wearing a dark brown suit. Tall and elegant. Flushed face. The smell of wine. I think I'm seven or eight minutes drunk.

If. If her memory wasn't wrong. She should have seen this man in a magazine. Right. He is Liu Mingxin, president of Jiangdong Group. Zhang Qiaoxiao's previous fiancé.

He held out his orchid finger. Pointing to a bright face. Burp. "I know you. You're the woman who almost married Zhen Yang."

Minglang snorted." yes."

He snorted. A face flushed. It's even more drunk." Why do you all want to marry Zhen Yang? What's good about him."

Two men behind him stepped forward to help him." Mr. Liu. You've drunk too much. Let's go back."

He shoved the two men away. His feet staggered. Shakily said: "Who said I drank too much. I haven't had enough yet." He turned. Said to Minglang: "Come. Woman. I invite you to drink. I'll tell you. I'm a hundred times better than Zhen Yang. Listen to me tell you slowly."

"You invite me to drink." Bright looks at him. Seem. It's a great idea. It's been a long night. It's better to have someone with you than to be alone.

The two hit it off. Almost all of them went into the bar together.

Sit at a bar for two. Minglang called for wine. And then. Liu Mingxin began to babble. I'll tell you. This Zhen Yang has no ability. His group. It was all passed down to him by his mother. Do you think he came back from his own struggle? Hum. Rely on the mother. Gnawing on the old people. No interest."

"Oh. That your Koto Group. You worked hard to get it back." Minglang ate peanuts for a while. Asked casually.

"Of course...... No. That's what my dad passed on to me. It's the same as Zhen Yang." Liu Mingxin burped. Hum.

"Oh. It's not the same. It's different." Minglang drinking red wine. Twelve thousand nodded earnestly yes.