Zhao Qi didn't understand what Lu Huainian said, but it was really difficult to do it.

Zhao Qi leaned on the sofa, his vision a little blurred. "Lu Huainian, I'm not so generous, if I encounter this kind of thing and I can't let go, will you think I'm stingy?"

Lu Huainian knew in her heart the answer she wanted.

"You wouldn't feel stingy if you knew my choice." According to Lu Huainian's temperament, he will not forgive that person, just as he will never forgive himself back then.

If Deng Chuan hadn't desperately closed the door to save him that day, Deng Chuan might still have a glimmer of hope.

Deng Chuan is such an important friend to him, but the culprit who hurt this friend is not his family or others, but himself, so he can't be forgiven.

"Would you choose to hate him?"

"Hmm" what is more than hatred in his heart? More things to do guilt and torment.

For a long time, there was no response from Zhao Qi's side. Gradually, Lu Huainian heard her shallow and even breathing.

Lu Huainian on the other end of the phone smiled, half-squatting in front of the bedboard, his chin against the mobile phone, listening to her breathing, even though she was already asleep, Lu Huainian still whispered, "Zhao Qi, I... Missed you. ”

Zhao Qi just snorted twice and then there was no news, forget it, let her sleep.

Lu Huainian, who hung up the phone, looked at the few remaining medicine bottles on the table, and he realized how often he had been ill during this time.

It seems that it is time to take the initiative to find Shi Baijie.

As soon as the morning dawned, Guan Xi went to visit Mu Lang.

Through the glass, Mu Lang's spirit looked a little tired, and his eyes were faintly blue.

Guan Xi's left hand lowered the brim of his hat, and his right hand was bent on the marble countertop in front of him, and his knuckles made a slight staggered sound due to force.

"Did the news reach him?" Whether you can lead the snake out of the hole, success or failure depends on this.

"I edited the message before I came in," Mu Lang glanced at the clock hanging on the wall behind Guan Xi, "Forty minutes ago, he should have received it, and I also gave him your contact information." ”

"Mu Lang, are you afraid?" At the expense of finding Feng Zhi out, Mu Lang's sacrifice this time was not small.

Stretching out his imprisoned hands in front of Guan Xi, Mu Lang smiled helplessly, "If I was afraid, I would have rejected your proposal at that time, and I could still sit here?"

If it weren't for Guan Xi, it was unknown whether her daughter would be able to come back safely. As long as she can come back, Ah Li will have the Qin Dynasty by her side, and now she will be safe. In the past, he was careless, but now he has to be vigilant until he finds Feng Zhi.

After so many years of putting this matter on hold, it's time for a result.

The mobile phone in his pocket vibrate, Guan Xi took it out, and when he saw the string of unfamiliar numbers, Guan Yi gently tapped the tip of his nose with his index finger, got up and prepared to leave. "It should be him."

"Guan Xi, come back safely." Feng Zhizhi's coming to this point proves that he is not a simple person, and his viciousness and madness are beyond normal people.

What's more, Feng Zhi's mental state was sometimes good and bad, and he was afraid that Guan Yi would be difficult to deal with.

Feng Zhi's illness was only discovered after Mu Lang sent him into the factory.

When he had asked Feng Zhi to meet in private before, he would sometimes suddenly change his tone nervously and speak to the air, and he couldn't even tell who he was.

But soon, he will return to normal, and he does not remember anything at all.

Feng Zhi also found out about this situation several times after that, and he always said some very strange words and names. He consulted with his doctor and was told that a large percentage of this condition occurs in patients with dissociative identity disorder.

It was at that time that Mu Lang picked up a notebook of Feng Zhi, in addition to the notebook, there were also a few blurry photos in it, and it was vaguely obvious that it was a girl and a woman.

Mu Lang didn't choose to return it at that time, firstly, he was afraid that Feng Zhi would be worried that he would see something that should not be seen and attack him, and secondly, if there was any secret in it, he would use it to shut up Feng Zhi.

So he kept it a secret, and later, he hid it in the corner of his study and forgot about it.

If it weren't for Mu Chengli's accident this time, Mu Lang wouldn't have thought that he still had this thing.

Guan Xi, who was sitting in the car, answered the phone.

Feng Zhi held the wine bottle, took a sip leisurely, his eyes were a little ethereal, and he said, "Guan Xi? Is your dad happy now that he's found? ”

Guan Cong's name has disappeared for many years, and he really found it, and the mockery in his tone is extremely resentful to anyone who hears it.

"Oh, I forgot, you shouldn't be happy, because your dad is already ......" The last word turned into Feng Zhi's laughter.

He was deliberately stimulating Guan Xi.

Feng Zhi wanted to see what medicine was sold in this Guan Yi gourd? What makes him even more curious is: What kind of character is his son like Guan Cong? It is said that if there is a father, there must be a son, so is this Guan Xi the same garbage as his father in his bones?

Guan Xi's eyes suddenly became ruthless, and the few worn-out photos in his hand were folded several times in his palm.

He could hear Feng Zhi's tricks, so naturally he wouldn't be fooled.

"Feng Zhi will expire at three o'clock tomorrow afternoon, and I will send you the address."

Feng Zhi laughed so much that he coughed several times, "Haha... Hahaha, Guan Xi, you are so stupid! Am I stupid enough to fall for the trap you designed? ”

Guan Xi turned his mobile phone to hands-free and put it on one side, picked out the few photos in front of him that had faded to the point where he couldn't see people's faces clearly, took a high-definition photo and sent it to him.

Then, casually picked up one of them, seemingly looking at the person in the photo, but in fact, Guan Xi didn't care who the person on it was.

Guan Xi tugged at the corner of his mouth, and his laughter sounded a little weird in the car. "Feng Zhi, listen carefully, I think you will like this voice."

The photo is in Guan Xi's hand, divided into two, and then folded in half. There was silence in the car, and the sound of paper photos being torn through the earpiece reached the other party's ears again and again.

In just two seconds, the photo was a handful of garbage.

When he learned that his things were in Guan Xi's hands, Feng Zhi didn't believe it at first! He and Guan Xi have never been in contact, where did he get it? Now the photo on the phone completely angered Feng Zhi, these are the things he has always cherished. "What are you tearing!"

Guan Xi leaned on the back of the chair, asked him in a lazy tone with an expressionless face, "Guess which one it will be?" ”

The window fell, Guan Yi waved his arm, and dense debris flew in the wind.

"Guan Xi, if you dare to touch those photos, I dare to guarantee that you will end up the same as your father!"

As if hearing a joke, a cold snort spit out from his thin lips, Guan Xi suddenly raised his head, and his eyes were cold and unwarm, "It's up to you whether you come or not, I just want to remind you that there are four more." ”

He didn't plan to keep any of these photos, especially after he heard Feng Zhi's reaction: that kind of anger, that kind of nervousness.

This made Guan Xi even more have the idea of burning all the fire in front of him in person.