After Sang Yan fell asleep, Guan Xi went to the living room.

Because the lights were not turned on, the surroundings were surrounded by dense darkness, and even the sound of Guan Xi's breathing was particularly clear.

A black shadow on the sofa rose slightly to the side, Guan Xi raised his right arm and pillowed it behind his head, he lay here alone and thought for a long time with his eyes closed.

I always held the phone in the palm of my hand, but I never looked at it.

He knew what it meant for him to go to see Feng Zhi alone, and he also knew that even if he caught Feng Zhi this time, he might end up losing both sides, or even ..... Probably not coming back.

"Guan Cong, if I can catch Feng Zhi this time, I will promise you to let Sang Yan never live in your shadow" The left arm was raised and rested on the eyebrow bone, motionless.

The phone screen lights up, and there is a prompt for WeChat messages.

Guan Xi moved his phone to his eyes and saw the familiar note: Little junior sister

"Guan Xi, when am I going to pick up your brother tomorrow?"

Guan Xi looked at those words for a long time and didn't move his fingers.

Zhao Qi insisted on taking care of Zhao Min in the hospital today, so she didn't go back, to be honest, she couldn't understand why Guan Xi asked her to take care of Sang Yan. The relationship between them has cooled down to such a state, and it stands to reason that it can be fully summed up in one word: old age and death do not get along.

But he not only came, but also stood directly at the door of the house.

After waiting for a long time, there was still no reply from Guan Xi's side.

"Guan Xi? Slept?" Again, the message shows that it was sent successfully.

Unlike last time, this time it's a second back. "I'll have someone take him to the newspaper office tomorrow afternoon."

"Are you...?" Zhao Qi didn't ask the latter words, because he knew that he wouldn't say it if he asked.

"Zhao Qi, don't ask." Because Guan Xi was afraid that she would really say that he didn't want her mercy if she asked.

"Okay, I won't ask." Zhao Qi thought that she was not a gossip person, so when she heard Guan Xi's words not to ask, she agreed without hesitation.

A tear ran down the corner of his eye into the collar, and even then he couldn't say what he really thought.

He wanted to hear not that good sentence, but: I'll wait for you to come back.

I heard that the more people who think about it, the more they will spare their lives.

If Zhao Qi really said to him: Don't go, Guan Xi feels that he can let go of everything now

Guan Cong is his father, yes, but he is far from enough for Guan to exchange his future and life.

The light source of the mobile phone screen disappears, and the living room is dark again. Guan Yi got up and dialed someone's phone. "Lu Huainian, I'm going to act tomorrow afternoon."

Lu Huainian rarely goes to bed early because of his recent insomnia, and he is looking at the documents that have been sorted out in the past few days.

opened the voice, Lu Huainian's eyes were still on the document, as if this matter had nothing to do with him, "Are you sure about this matter?" The tone of the flat tone sounded like nothing more than a trivial matter to ask during small talk.

"Half a chance," even if there is only half a chance, Guan Xi has to try, whether Feng Zhi will come in the end, only in the end can he know. "You've done a lot of things in the shadows during this time, why don't you let Zhao Qi know?"

Lu Huainian used his big arm to gather a small part of the materials in front of him to the table, and changed to a few others. "I promised she wouldn't check."

Guan Xi was silent, Lu Huainian really did this, although he didn't completely put himself out of the matter, but apart from these, he really didn't take the initiative to investigate anything, including the relationship between Zhao Qi and Song Bo.

Even when he deliberately told him about what Feng Zhi had done a few days ago, Lu Huainian's performance was not very careful.

Lu Huainian provided him with all the help, and his purpose was very clear at the beginning: he was not curious about who the other party was, and he didn't like the grievances between them, he just wanted to know whether the explosion was accidental or man-made, which was very important to him.

In fact, even if Zhao Qi didn't say it, Lu Huainian guessed a lot of things: the relationship between Song Bo and Zhao Qi.

The things Guan Xi told him and he knew that it was not difficult for Lu Huainian to piece together a story. Even if it's not all right, it's nine times out of ten.

In fact, Lu Huainian subconsciously analyzed some things when Zhao Qi asked her that day: Did Lu Huainian ever hurt people's lives.

Later, he knew that the phrase referred to Song Bo.

Prior to this, Zhao Qi had been testing him and wondering if he was the murderer of the Song Bo case.

When Lu Huainian asked Guan Yi to meet before his business trip, Guan Xi saw another person in Lu Huainian's house besides Lu Huainian himself: Mu Lang.

Otherwise, with his own strength, how could Mu Lang trust him in such a short period of time just because of Mu Chengli's accident and was willing to take the initiative to surrender? What's more, he had led Mu Lang to the swimming pool in that way before.

All of this is Lu Huainian's help behind his back.

"Lu Huainian, if Mu Lang really did something to be sorry for Song Bo, would you be embarrassed?"

"No, it won't." If it was really as Guan Xi said, there was no need for others, and he would personally send Mu Lang in without mercy.

After hanging up the phone, Lu Huainian stood on the balcony of the hotel and blew the wind for a long time.

His life had changed because of the explosion, and he had to learn everything all over again without his hands, and even things like eating, which were so simple that they couldn't have been easier, had to rely on the help of others.

These Lu Huainian can get by in his heart, but he can't get through Deng Chuan's life.

Deng Chuan's life, Song Bo's life, Guan Cong's life, and his small arms.

If these are all conspiracy, should the person who created it end well?

The weather in Beicheng is very cold, especially in the middle of the night, blowing on the body, it is cold to the bones.

Huai Nian is only wearing a gray crewneck sweater at the moment.

When he came back to his senses, Lu Huainian coughed several times before turning around and entering the house.

The matter here has been dealt with more or less completely, the work at hand has been completed, and all that remains is some finishing touches.

Early tomorrow morning, he and Xia Yuan will be able to return to the city.