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"Not what you think."

Min Zhuang'er exonerated the Southern Twilight; "It was Nan Duchen and Long Lei who designed to poison him, and he was killed by him, he was justified in defense."

"Huh." Jun Xiaoyan sneered.

Both of them looked at the Great Lake at the same time.

She and Nan Dusk are back together and on the right track, Jun Xiaoyan understands.

The man took out a cigarette from the pocket of his suit, put it in his mouth, and was about to light it, Min Zhuang'er persuaded, "No smoking, do you hear!" ”

The man snorted and laughed, but didn't light it, knowing she didn't like the smell of smoke.

"You came here, didn't you drink your mother's contact?" Jun Xiaoyan tilted his head and asked her.

"No, she must be heartbroken for Min Yichen's matter." Min Zhuang'er looked up and looked directly into his gaze.

Jun Xiaoyan sat on the reef, and Min Zhuang'er sat down next to her.

"Your eldest brother is dead, aren't you sad?" Jun Xiaoyan smiled, faced the big lake, and asked.

"After all, the monk Guangkun Pagoda has no intersection, and there are no memories." Min Zhuang'er replied truthfully, "I have only seen Shangguang Kunta on TV, and I only feel regretful, but I am not sad." ”

At the end, he looked at Jun Xiaoyan with a smile, and added, "It's very handsome, it looks like you." ”

In particular, the perfect side face killing, the line outline is incomparable, and Kunta perfectly inherits all the advantages of Jun Xiaoyan.

Jun Xiaoyan didn't speak.

When Min Zexi died, Min Zhuang'er fainted and cried for a long, long time. But when I heard about Shang Guang Kunta's death, I was lost, empty, and sad, but there were no tears.

After all, she has no intersection with Kunta in this life, and when Kunta was kidnapped, she and Min Zexi were not born yet.

Jun Xiaoyan nodded in understanding.

After speaking, Min Zhuang'er wrapped his hands around his knees, "What about you?" Sad? He is your son, and you have ten years of memory. ”

After she came this time, until now, she has kept a distance from him, not like in the past few months, intimate and willful.

It seems that Nan Duxiao's occupation of Min Zhuang'er's love is very effective.

Jun Xiaoyan took a deep breath and said indifferently, "I'm sad." ”

Min Zhuang'er looked at him sideways.

"Sad, after all, it's my own son." The man's voice was deep, but the meaning revealed in the language was not yet understood by Min Zhuang'er at this age.

"Life and death are impermanent, I really died once, twice, many times, and I feel that death is nothing, and all the so-called emotions, family affection, and love in the world are nothing."

Love, death, such a heavy proposition, but from Jun Xiaoyan's mouth, it is so - nothingness.

Min Zhuang'er doesn't understand whether this man is transcending life and death love, or downplaying life and death love, or avoiding life and death love.

Min Zhuang'er smiled self-deprecatingly, Jun Xiaoyan, who couldn't guess it, he could let go of everything anyway, including her, not to mention a Min Yichen who hadn't seen her for 18 years. Too different, unruly appearance, arrogant and dangerous charm in the bones, and cold indifference in the heart, blended into perfect harmony.

Just like the palm of his hand, it's always just the right amount of cold.

- "Are you willing to give up the governorship and possible future presidency for my sake?" ”

- "I don't want to. ”

From that moment on, Min Zhuang'er completely broke off this special, secret obsession.

The two sat on the reef for a long time.

"Let's go, Zhuang'er." Jun Xiaoyan got up, and Min Zhuang'er also stood up.

"Where?"

"Go to Lingshan Cemetery and mourn Shangguang Kun Pagoda, your brother." After Jun Xiaoyan finished speaking, he walked towards the location where the Maybach was parked on the highway.