Murong Yan, don't you really have any feelings for me? I have been in the Murong family for so many years, and I have no credit and hard work, but you don't even look at me, and you want to leave me and Feng'er to elope with Wei Muxi. Now that your old lover and your illegitimate child are dead, don't you think it's retribution? You want to be with her again, it's impossible, you see God won't allow you to be together, right? ”

"Bai Yanshu, you shut up with me!" Murong Yan pointed his gun at her.

Bai Yanshu also looked crazy, she looked at Murong Yan with tears in her eyes, "Okay! You're open! Murong Yan, if you shoot something, it's a big deal that everyone will die together. ”

Murong Yan took back the gun and said, "You don't deserve to die with her." Then he fired two shots at the roof, "You all come out with me!" No one wants to take her away! ”

Murong Qing saw that Murong Yan was already crazy to the point of madness, so he had to order everyone to evacuate the room first.

Seeing everyone go out, Murong Yan locked the door.

He sat next to her and said: "Mu Xi, meeting you and falling in love with you is the happiest thing in my life, but if life can come over again, I don't want to meet you, then at least you are still alive, your parents are also alive, and Ouyang Mo is also alive... "Murong Yan and Wei Muxi's bodies have been in the same room for several days, and although Murong Yan took the ice cubes from the refrigerator and put them beside her, the corpses are still starting to decompose. Murong Yan is like a lone wolf, fighting alone, no one can believe it, after thinking twice, he felt that Wei Muxi's body was cremated, although he was very reluctant, but he wanted Wei Muxi to be buried in the ground as soon as possible, and he would never allow it to fall into Ouyang Pei's hands.

Murong Yan wanted to buy a mourning hall for Wei Muxi, he felt that Wei Muxi's life was too bleak, and there was no funeral after his death, but at least there was a mourning hall that belonged to her, Murong Qing was naturally very opposed, and he couldn't wait to burn the mourning hall that Murong Yan had worked so hard to build. Murong Yan deliberately went against Murong Qing, and the more angry Murong Qing was, the more willing he was to do it.

One day, Murong Yan found a craftsman to build Wei Muxi's tomb in front of the main fort, which made Murong Qing so angry that he almost vomited blood. Bury Wei Muxi's ashes underneath, above is a fountain, in the center of the fountain, he asked people to make a sculpture of Wei Muxi, wearing a cheongsam, holding an umbrella, with a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth, which made people intoxicated, just like when he saw her for the first time, what a beautiful moment it was, deeply engraved in his heart.

Murong Yan couldn't forgive Murong Qing's behavior in his life, if it weren't for Murong Qing, the fate of him and Wei Muxi shouldn't be like this, he hated his father, and he hated himself even more, if it wasn't for his assertion to take Wei Muxi away, then Ouyang Mo wouldn't have had a car accident, then Wei Muxi wouldn't have died, and that hard-working child, whenever Murong Yan thought about it, he felt guilty to death. He felt that he had killed all three of them, and if he could, he wanted to die to atone for his crimes.

Murong Yan would be guarding by the fountain pool every day, wanting to wait until the moment it was completed, and on the day of completion, when he looked up at Wei Muxi's sculpture, Murong Wei came to his side.

"I said brother, as for it? For the sake of a lost woman, make yourself look like this. Murong Wei sneered.

Murong Yan frowned and looked at Murong Wei coldly, "What did you say?" After all, you also liked her, and when you say this now, is it human talk? ”