nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; Sitting in the office, Wan Zigui looked at the blue sky outside the floor-to-ceiling window, and his mind had already drifted outside. [More good-looking ones on + new ^^ dagger ^^ odd ^^ ^ in ^^ text ^^ net + .People will always think about those hidden problems in their hearts in their free time.

nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; In fact, since Jiang Muyan disappeared, Wan Zigui has often blamed himself, if he was guarding her at home at that time, Jiang Muyan would not have left, but there are not so many ifs in this world, or there will not be so many regretful people.

nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; Suddenly, the cell phone on the table rang, and the ringing of the phone annoyed him, and he finally picked it up.

nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; "Hey, what's the matter?"

nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; "Mr. Wan, we found a corpse in the suburbs, she looks very similar to Mrs. Zhuo, I want you to confirm it."

nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; The person on the other end of the line said that at the end of the voice, it was so low that he couldn't even hear himself.

nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; With a snap, the phone fell to the ground all of a sudden, and the brain was full of what the person had just said. How could that person be Mu Yan?

nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; It must not be Mu Yan's, Wan Zigui denied it in his heart, but he couldn't control his feet, picked up the car key on the table and ran out.

nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; On a wild hillside in the suburbs, there were already many people surrounded there, and when Wanzi returned, Zhuo Xiangyu had already arrived there. Wan Zigui stood next to the corpse like that, and there was a feeling of pinprick in his heart.

nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; The female corpse lying on the ground was already scarred on her face, and her face could not be seen at all. However, her figure and the clothes she was wearing, Wan Zigui would never forget, that was the clothes Jiang Muyan wore when he left.

nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; The sound of discussion around him was in Wan Zigui's ears, and he felt a little harsh, although he didn't want to believe that the woman lying here was Jiang Muyan, but all the evidence pointed to her.

nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; Wan Zigui wanted to hug Jiang Muyan, but he still held back, he didn't forget that the one who is now guarding Jiang Muyan's side is Zhuo Xiangyu, the father of Jiang Muyan's son.

nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; At this moment, all the illusions of Wan Zigui seemed to be shattered, and the woman he loved was lying in front of him.

nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; He once gave her to the man she loved, but that man didn't protect her, if there was a next time, he would definitely fight for it.

nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; If he hadn't let go at that time, Mu Yan would not have died, and the regret and resentment in his heart devoured Wan Zigui's heart, so he stayed by Jiang Muyan's side.

nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; Zhuo Xiangyu hugged Jiang Muyan in his arms, and Zhuo Xiangyu at this moment was full of low pressure that people should not approach. Holding Jiang Muyan's cold body, Zhuo Xiangyu's tears flowed out, and he felt that his heart was stabbed alive.

nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; All hope seemed to have been shattered at this moment, and Jiang Muyan, who would be coquettish to him and hold him, had turned into a cold corpse.

nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; If people will regret it until they lose it, then Zhuo Xiangyu and Wan Zigui must regret all this in their hearts now, they are all willing to lie here It is not Mu Yan, but time will not return.

nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; Jiang Muyan's death became a hot topic, but no one interviewed Zhuo Xiangyu. They knew Zhuo Xiangyu's feelings for Mrs. Zhuo, and no one wanted to touch a lion at this time, unless he died.

nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; Jiang Muyan's funeral was scheduled for two days later, everything in the past two days was done by Liu Enzheng, Zhuo Xiangyu didn't take all this to heart, Jiang Muyan died, his heart hurt more than anyone else, he had always been by Mu Yan's side, looking at the people lying in the coffin, talking to her, as if everything else had nothing to do with him.

nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; Wan Zigui didn't say anything when he heard the news, he seemed to have evaporated from the world, Liu Enzheng still wanted to ask him for help, but he couldn't find him, he knew that Jiang Muyan and Wan Zigui were good friends, so he had to go to Jiang Muyan's wedding alone.

nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; This matter on the mainland side is spreading all over the place, how could Fang Zhilan from Hong Kong not know about it! When the news of Jiang Muyan's death came, Fang Zhilan booked a ticket for the day and rushed to the mainland.

nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; She knew what position Jiang Muyan occupied in Wan Zigui's heart, and she didn't expect that after Jiang Muyan's disappearance, she would actually die. She could imagine that Wan Zigui must be very uncomfortable now.

nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; If there is anyone who knows Wan Zigui the most now, it must be Fang Zhilan, since Jiang Muyan's body was found, Wan Zigui has disappeared, and only she knows where he is.

nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; Inside the Time Bar, when Fang Zhilan entered, Wan Zigui was already drunk. She had heard Su Ran tell her before that this bar was where Wan Zigui and Jiang Muyan used to come often.

nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; "Ten thousand sons return to ......" Fang Zhilan whispered his name, wanting to hug him, but in the end Fang Zhilan held back. She had never seen Wan Zigui like this, and her heart was like a knife stuck in her heart, Fang Zhilan asked for a glass of wine and sat opposite Wan Zigui.

nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; Wan Zigui, who was drinking, looked at a person opposite him and looked up.

nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; "Why are you here? Come and see my jokes? Wan Zigui, who didn't have a good impression of the other party's family, had an unkind tone.

nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; After drinking the wine in the cup in one gulp, Fang Zhilan looked at Wan Zigui like this, tears were swirling in her eyes, such Wan Zigui looked really distressing.

nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; "Do you think I'm just a guy who can read people's jokes? Am I so unbearable in your heart? You can't think about my good place, the feeling of falling in love with someone who doesn't love yourself, I know, Wan Zigui, I know the feeling in your heart. ”

nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; Fang Zhilan said, tears flowed, isn't it the same for her to follow Wanzi now? Watching the man you love grieve for another woman. There was a burning feeling of the wine in her mouth, which made Fang Zhilan say all the words in her heart.

nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; Wan Zigui ignored Fang Zhilan, he knew Fang Zhilan's heart for him, but he had no way to face her and face Su Ran.

nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; "Get out! I don't need you to pity me, you won't understand at all, Fang Zhilan, I won't love you! He threw the bottle in his hand to the ground, and there were only two of them in the bar at this time, so it wouldn't attract anyone's attention at this time.

nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; The broken bottle made Fang Zhilan stunned, just standing there watching Wan Zigui drink sullen wine, tears sliding down her cheeks, Wan Zigui's words hit her heart like a hammer.

nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; Her mind was full of Wan Zigui's face, she still remembered that last time she was kidnapped, Wan Zigui saved her like a god, she couldn't look at Wan Zigui like this, now that Jiang Muyan is dead, she can't let Wan Zigui suffer like this, she doesn't ask Wan Zigui to give her much affection, as long as she can be by his side.

nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; snatched the wine bottle in Wan Zigui's hand, Fang Zhilan held the wine bottle and drank it.

nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; "Fang Zhilan, what do you want to do?" Wan Zigui didn't expect Fang Zhilan to do this, and looked at her with a frown.

nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; "Don't you want to drink? I'll drink with you, what can you do even if you're drunk? Wake up and don't have to face reality? Wan Zigui, Jiang Muyan is dead, do you think she will come back if you look like this? She wouldn't be happy to see you like this! ”

nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; "How about me, I don't need you to care, get out of here!"

nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; Fang Zhilan's words poked and poked like this, which made Wan Zigui's heart hurt a little.

nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; With a slap, Wan Zigui's face was imprinted with a red palm print, and Fang Zhilan's hand was still raised in mid-air.

nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; "Wanzigui, can't you look at the people around you? Why do you torture yourself so much, Jiang Muyan's funeral is tomorrow, do you want to see yourself. After Fang Zhilan finished speaking, she withdrew her hand and ran out.

nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; She was afraid that she would be soft-hearted the next moment, she didn't think that Wanzigui would love Jiang Muyan as much, but Jiang Muyan was dead, and Jiang Muyan loved Zhuo Xiangyu, she would stay by his side until he fell in love with her.

nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; Seeing Fang Zhilan running out of the door, Wan Zigui sat on the stool, the hot pain on his face made Wan Zigui sober up a little, and now his heart is really complicated.

nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; He felt like a jerk now, with wine bottles strewn across the table, and Wan Zigui got up from his stool and walked out the door. Just like Fang Zhilan said, Jiang Muyan is dead, he can't live in the past, that's just self-deception.

nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; On the street, the red lights and green wine looked very lively, but all this did not mean anything to Wan Zigui, and Wan Zigui walked aimlessly along the road.

nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; Unconsciously, he walked to the central square and sat behind the fountain in the central square, where Wan Zigui stayed like this, and the breeze blew on his body, making Wan Zigui feel very uncomfortable.

nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; He remembered that the first time he wanted to tell Jiang Muyan that he loved her, it was in this place, when he had a ring in his pocket, he wanted to confess to her, but he couldn't open his mouth at that time, so he accompanied Jiang Muyan here to blow the cold wind.

nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; Jiang Muyan is a smart woman, she seems to feel Wan Zigui's feelings for her, that night, she was here, telling Wan Zigui that the man she loved in her heart was Zhuo Xiangyu.

nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; Looking at the happy smile on Zhuo Xiangyu's face when Jiang Muyan mentioned it, Wan Zigui's heart was a little shaken, and in the end he still didn't tell Jiang Muyan that he actually loved her.

nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; Sometimes, the world is really cruel. Wan Zigui really hated himself, if he had told Jiang Muyan at that time that he loved her, he would not have regrets in his heart now.

nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; "Rock sugar gourd, sweet to the heart, three yuan a string, this gentleman wants to buy a string?" A little child looked at Wan Zigui with a rock sugar gourd, and his big eyes were full of sincerity.

nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; Rock sugar gourd, will it really be sweet to the heart? Bought a string of sugar gourds, Wan Zigui looked at the sugar gourds, his eyes drifted far away, and Mu Yan once told him that this sugar gourd would drive away the sorrow in people's hearts.

nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; nbsp; However, how could he forget that Mu Yan, who he liked, left like this, he was unwilling, threw the rock sugar gourd in his hand into the trash, Wan Zigui took a taxi and left the central square, tomorrow is Mu Yan's funeral, he has to give her a ride no matter what.