"I thank you very much, if it weren't for your determination at that time, I probably wouldn't be so relieved of my fate, it turns out that I really want to say that the general is a good person and is very good to me." Zuo Jingning didn't mean to say anything false Qi Shen Bingwan, she really told the truth, as for asking about the skirt, she still hesitated.

"That's good." Shen Bingwan swallowed his saliva to relieve the inexplicable dry pain in his throat, and smiled hard, Jing Ning saw the bitterness in his smile, not that kind of pleasure, but a kind of distress, is his words a little heavy? At this point, don't be embarrassed by each other, Jing Ning changed the topic.

"Mrs. Chu Nian has a book about the elders of the general's family, I feel that after all, it is the relic of Mrs. Xian, although she gave the book to you and me, it should still be returned to the general, after all, this makes the living feel some comfort." Jing Ning didn't care so much as she could, and she didn't say the real purpose behind asking for the book, just under the pretext of comforting the general, she wanted to get the book back.

"I know, I'll give the book." Bingwan pursed her lips, she just begged for books from herself, "Chu Nian left me all her books when she was still alive, saying that the general is not a person who likes to watch her trivial things, and for the sake of my former friendship, I entrusted it to keep it." ”

If it weren't for Shen Bingwan herself, Zuo Jingning also forgot to ask, when the two had been together for so long when they were young, she didn't care much about why Shen Bingwan and Mrs. General Xian became friends, but she had vaguely heard that Shen Bingwan and Mrs. Chu Nian had forgotten their friendship, and now she should take this opportunity to ask.

It just so happened that Shen Bingwan handed over the book and handed it to Zuo Jingning, and she took this opportunity to ask, "May I ask how you and the general's wife met?" Jing Ning pretended not to care very much and looked down at the book handed over by Shen Bingwan.

"Well, this is a long time ago, and it is a relationship that can be entrusted with life at first sight." Shen Bingwan's answer was very vague, but the emotions were sincere.

"Then, did you go on the day Madame died?" If it is really such a good friendship as he said, then maybe Shen Bingwan will know why Chu Nian suddenly chose to commit suicide in the first place, and the reason for the series of strange actions that appeared before the suicide.

"I didn't go as a friend." He still doesn't want to remember the scene of that day, although death may be the only choice for the first thought, but when a friend leaves like this, no matter how right the decision is, it becomes cold.

"So you've been to her funeral, haven't you?" Jing Ning didn't let him go and asked, her eyes stared at Shen Bingwan's eyes tightly, for a long time, she didn't stare at these eyes so carefully, it was also the first time that Shen Bingwan stared at Jing Ning this time, she didn't dodge, that day at the banquet, his eyes just couldn't escape and fell on her, she became mature, no longer the ignorant little girl, he looked at Jing Ning and Lin Moran regardless of the whispers of others, Jing Ning lowered his head and smiled lightly, he thought that he would be relieved to see her doing well, but he still couldn't stop thinking, If she hadn't been doing so well, wouldn't she have been so depressed, it turned out that she could really live without him.

The kindness and kindness that he had learned disappeared in the moment when Lin Moran's hand and Jing Ning's hand interlocked, and the anger that he couldn't help himself was ridiculous. Shen Bingwan looked at Zuo Jingning's eyes carefully, as if she wished to see a trace of nostalgia for herself in her eyes, but Jingning avoided it.

"I went there and gave her a ritual to commemorate my friend, and the book came to me at that time." She only wanted his answer, not the tenderness in his eyes, and she didn't want to understand the feelings in his heart, so Shen Bingwan handed the book over with interest.

"There is another thing, the clothes ......" Zuo Jingning took the book, and was about to leave, but turned around and turned back, wanting to ask clearly.