It was sent from an unfamiliar number, and the content was a photo, in the floor-to-ceiling glass window, Su Wansheng and a handsome man sat face to face.

He pulled the photo open and enlarged it, and when he saw the man's face clearly, his pupils shrank suddenly.

Qin Lang, is he still alive?

The blood in his body flowed backwards in an instant, filling his mind.

He has always been calm and indifferent, but he was flustered for a moment.

The photo was taken very clearly, with a cup of coffee in their hands, and their expressions were a little sad.

After Lu Zhenming was shocked, he gradually calmed down, holding his mobile phone tightly in his palm.

Back then, when he knew that Su Wansheng and Qin Lang had broken up, he was very happy, and then he often brushed his presence in front of Su Wansheng.

But within a few months, Su Wansheng suddenly disappeared.

He called Su's house on the grounds that something was going on.

The housekeeper told him that Su Wansheng had gone to France to study and had been gone for half a month.

At that time, for the first time, he felt a sense of desolation in his heart.

One day after that, he accidentally ran into Song Zhiyue.

He asked Song Zhiyue sideways, Song Zhiyue said that he had leaked his mouth, and he knew that Su Wansheng's trip to France to study was fake, and the real purpose was to find Qin Lang.

Knowing the truth, he was angry and grieved.

Does she like Qin Lang so much?

The man didn't want her anymore, and she chased her abroad.

Song Zhiyue told him that Qin Lang was sick and had little time to live.

He had been waiting for Su Wansheng, thinking that Qin Lang was dead, and she should come back.

Waiting for someone you love, it is a pain that seeps into the marrow, into the blood, into the heart, that is the overwhelming exertion of body and soul.

But Qin Lang is dead, and she hasn't come back yet.

Lu Zhenming was silent for a long time, dialed the internal line, and in less than two minutes, Tang Mo knocked on the door of the office.

Seeing Lu Zhenming's calm face, he asked cautiously: "Mr. Lu, are you looking for me?" ”

Lu Zhenming gave him his mobile phone, and his dull tone did not have the slightest emotion: "Find out who this person is for me!" ”

Tang Mo took his phone and glanced at the photos on the screen.

People just drink coffee, and there are no intimate movements, Mr. Lu won't be so stingy, right?

Although he thought so in his heart, he immediately responded: "I'll go now." ”

Tang Mo transferred the photo to his mobile phone, put Lu Zhenming's mobile phone on the table, and turned around and walked out of the office.

Lu Zhenming had a tense face, he didn't know what he was thinking, he didn't move for a long time, and even the landline rang, but there was no response.

***

Qin Luo took a sip of coffee and slowly put down the cup: "My brother has a diary, many of which are about you, which he recorded at the last moment of his life. ”

Su Wansheng's fingers trembled slightly: "Can you show it to me?" ”

Qin Luo nodded "um": "I'll give it to you next time." ”

Su Wansheng took out his mobile phone from his bag, unlocked it and handed it to him: "Leave a phone number for the next contact." ”

Qin Luo took her mobile phone, clicked it a few times with her fingertips, entered a string of numbers into it, and then clicked the dial key.

After that, his mobile phone rang, he hung up and returned the phone to Su Wansheng.

"Thank you for being with my brother in the last moments of his life."

Su Wansheng shook his head gently, and there was a faint sadness flashing between his delicate eyebrows.

"I didn't accompany him to the end."

"I heard my mother say it." Qin Luo Junxiu's face was a little silent, "My brother really loves you and doesn't want you to see him die with your own eyes, so don't blame him." ”

Qin Lang's heart for her, Su Wansheng completely understood, but her heart was very small, so small that she could only fit one person.