In April, although it is not very cold in the south, the wind at night is still relatively cool.

Mushi hugged his shoulders and tried to warm himself up.

At this time, a group of people came out of the bar. When Mu Xi inadvertently looked up, a man who was about to get into the car seemed to be looking at this side, the light was too dark to see the expression and appearance clearly, but the figure of this man was a little familiar.

Limping and walking, too much like a person, because this familiar figure made Mu Xi a little anxious and very uneasy.

After the Qingming Festival, Beihai Cemetery.

Muhi stood in front of a tombstone and watched quietly.

She was dressed in black, wearing sunglasses, holding a fiery red kapok, and her expression was full of sadness.

The young man on the tombstone has a sunny smile on his face, and his life is also fixed in that beautiful youth.

The name "Shaoyu ......" is a scar in Mu Xi's heart that cannot be healed, and every time he calls gently, the scar will be torn open with blood.

After that winter, Qiao Shaoyu became a dark red cinnabar in Mu Xi's heart.

I didn't feel any sadness about life and death before, and even when my grandmother died, Mu Xi didn't cry. Only Qiao Shaoyu's departure made her not even have the courage to live.

It is also because of Qiao Shaoyu that Mu Xi wants to live desperately.

Mu Xi has been thinking, if Qiao Shaoyu didn't come to save her back then, would it be Qiao Shaoyu's turn to visit him with flowers in his hand? What would he think? Will he be sad? If he was still alive.

A small tomb separates two worlds, an insurmountable boundary between life and death.

Now Mu Xi has discovered that in fact, being alive is the cruelest thing.

"I'm sorry, it's been five years since I came to see you." Mu Xi's tearful face desperately squeezed out a little smile, "Shaoyu...... Are you still in pain? ”

Mu Xi's trembling hand lightly touched Qiao Shaoyu's smiling face, and then slowly moved down to his chest, which was where the knife was plunged, and that was the heart.

Muhi suppressed his crying, and his heart ached as if he had been stabbed with a knife.

This tomb not only buried Qiao Shaoyu, but also buried Mu Xi's heart and her youth.

Distance.....

"Young Master, isn't that Mu Xi?" Baoda asked. Today, An Zhi also came to see his parents and grandfather, but he didn't expect to meet Mu Xi.

An Zhi looked at Mu Xi's sad back from a distance, a little puzzled. Who is that person, who makes her so lonely and sad.

"Have you finished checking the things that you were asked to check?" An Zhi asked Baoda.

"Checked." Baoda took out a stack of materials from his briefcase and gave it to An Zhi, saying, "It's all here, you take your time."

"Let's drive." An Zhi took the information and asked Baoda to drive. In the car, An Zhi looked at it page by page, and the more he looked, his brows tightened more and more.

An Zhi finally understood why Mu Xi didn't like to talk and didn't like to deal with people. A child who has no mother since she was a child, a gambler father, and a mean grandmother, how difficult was it for her to survive when she was a child?

Baoda's investigation was very detailed, but by the time I was in high school, it was a bit difficult. There are so many things that can't be investigated.

"Why is it only so detailed when I was a child? What about high school? What about universities? "There is only one page in high school, and one sentence in college, study abroad.

"I investigated, and the school she attended in high school was Qiaozhong High School, and the students in the same class as her didn't know her very well, or even knew her. It's just that I heard that she is an ice and snow beauty, with good academic performance and a very low-key person. I only transferred to another school in my first year of high school, and I studied abroad in less than a year. ”

"I know all this, my brother Chen Zhuang is her classmate, can you say something useful?" An Zhi felt as if someone was deliberately hiding something.

"Well, after Muxi's father was sentenced to life imprisonment for murder, she was originally raised by her uncle, but she was raised by a person named Xiang Huanan, the owner of an Internet café, and he also gave money to study abroad. I once tried to find this person and found that they were very sensitive to Mushi's affairs. I also went to Mu Shijin, the eldest uncle, but this person died four years ago. ”

Baoda took a breath and carefully continued: "Regarding the case that caused a sensation in the whole country five years ago, Muhi was also implicated, and it has been confirmed."

An Zhi raised his head and asked a little shocked, "Why is there no information?" The cases that caused a sensation across the country took several years to subside.

Bao Da sorted out his thoughts for a moment and said, "These are forbidden to be investigated, and it took me a lot of effort to find out a little bit of eyebrows." How many officials were demoted because of this incident back then. It's all kept secret anyway. I looked through all the newspapers and there was no point in it. However, I was a classmate in elementary school, and I happened to be a nurse in a hospital back then. She recognized Muhi, who had been in the hospital when the case was still unresolved. I heard that she was rescued at the scene where the suspect was arrested. Because of the tragic death of a companion with her, she turned gray overnight, which is very impressive. ”

What kind of important person was it to make her gray hair overnight?

An Zhi held the document tightly in her hand, how disheartened she was at that time? Is it like when your mother dies and you are heartbroken? What did she experience when she was young?

"Then have you found out who died in the first place?"

"A woman and a man, the specific identity is not clear, and the news has all been sealed." Bao Da drove the car and told An Zhi what he probably knew.

"A man and a woman ......" An Zhi repeated this sentence, is it one of them, the person she worships today?

"You go and check the people Mushi worships today and see if you can find anything."

"Okay." The car sped away from the cemetery and disappeared into the evening sunset.

The moon is on the branches, and the night is coming.

Mu Xi returned home, Shen Mu didn't come back for a few days, and went to see her mother.

In fact, Mu Xi knew that Shen Mu wanted to give her enough space. After so many years, the person who understands her is always Shen Mu.

Muhi took a shower, took a newspaper, and leisurely read the news.

A special report by Ni Hongliang, how hard it was when he was a child, and how he repaid the society and his hometown when he grew up.

The fake made Mu Xi want to laugh, thinking that he used to be in his hometown, and he got the first pot of gold in his life by borrowing usury, and the borrower's family was ruined and his wife was separated. How could he, Ni Hongliang, be a good person?

Mu Xi crossed Erlang's legs and pondered, Bailong was also released from prison, helping to take care of the Internet café in South China.

Now that the dust has settled, is it time to carry out your plan?

Muhi looked at his watch, it was almost 10 o'clock in the evening, he shouldn't have slept yet, right?

Mu Xi picked up the mobile phone, hesitated, but still dialed An Zhi's phone according to the business card in his hand.

"Hey ....."

There was a somewhat hoarse voice on the other end of the phone, a little hazy and a little just woken up.

"Mr. An, hello, I'm Mu Xi, I don't know if I can enjoy the noodles tonight and have a supper together?"

As soon as he heard An Zhi's voice, Mu Xi knew that this call had disturbed him, but he didn't expect the president to go to bed so early, which was a bit surprising.