"It's really not Jiang Wenyuan's person, yes, it's Jiang Wenyuan's ex-wife, Chen Fen's person."

The person Chen Fen hated the most in her life, Jiang Wenyuan couldn't even rank first, and what she hated the most was the vixen in her mouth, the slut who broke up her family, Song Mi'er.

"Gao Bin, I handed over this person to you, how to let him die, you should know very well."

"Second brother, don't worry, I promise I won't let him die happily!"

Gao Bin responded with all his might, if Chen Jingran hadn't stopped him just now, Gao Bin would have already started to clean up the person who shot him.

"Chen Fen ......"

Jiang Shenhan suddenly chewed the name lightly, but slowly, and smiled.

This smile was terrifying, and it was hideous, and even Chen Jingran felt a little creepy.

"Second brother, the most important thing now is Miss Song's side, I just received a call, the special plane is ready, and you can return to the imperial capital at any time, but Miss Song is here, and she doesn't dare to move ...... at will."

"Let the experts from the imperial capital come and check Mi'er first......"

Chen Jingran said cautiously: "It has been checked, what the doctor means is that Miss Song can't afford to toss like this...... After all, she was seriously injured, and it would be unfavorable to toss it again. ”

Jiang Shenhan's hand resting on his knee suddenly shook heavily.

Chen Jingran saw that in the circle of children of the imperial capital, Jiang Shenhan, who had always been ruthless and unpredictable, gradually had tears in his eyes, and he seemed to want to endure it and did not want to cry in front of people, but in the end, he still turned his face, Chen Jingran saw him quickly raise his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes......

He couldn't speak, just looked at Jiang Shenhan in a little daze, to tell the truth, at the beginning of Jiang Shenhan's relationship with Song Mi'er, none of them thought that Jiang Shenhan would really fall in love with Song Mi'er.

After all, the gap between the two people is too big.

Chen Jingran felt sad, but he was inexplicably a little envious.

He and Gao Bin are the most carefree of these people, but at this moment, Chen Jingran is thinking, what is the meaning of this carefree and carefree, after having fun as you like?

If you can't really love and hate like this in this life, will you come to this world in vain?

He had never met someone who made him fall in love at first sight and worried about her, so many times he couldn't understand why Huo Peidong and Jiang Shenhan became like this......

Perhaps, one day, when he or Gao Bin also meets a woman who crashes into their hearts, he will understand what it means to be unforgettable and what it means to never forget......

……

Kneeling quietly on the futon, with sandalwood curling, the Buddha looked at the world compassionately, silent.

Jingwei put on the incense, kowtowed respectfully, Master Huici stood silently aside, and sighed deeply.

There are some things that are really providential, and no one can resist them.

"Jingwei donor, you once asked me, why did your life expectancy continue, the old monk has never told you, in this world, a drink and a peck, are all determined by heaven, you gave up thirty years of life for a dream, and later, someone for you, folded their own life for you to live......"

Jing Weixiang's hand paused little by little.

The Buddha after the sandalwood still looked at her with a kind smile.

She turned her head back to look at Master Huici with some stiffness: "Master, what are you talking about, why don't I understand......

"Amitabha." Master Hui Ci sighed softly: "Master Jingwei, the person who wants you to live safely and smoothly for the sake of your life, he refuses to tell you, naturally he hopes that you can live without worries and regrets in this life...... The old monk didn't want to tell you, but when you asked about Lord Song, the old monk didn't know how to answer. ”

"That man...... Who is he? ”

Master Huici looked at Jingwei quietly, folded his palms, and sang the Buddha horn softly: "Actually, you already know it in your heart, don't you?" ”

Quiet tears suddenly poured out.

"Where is he?"

"I've already entered reincarnation."

"Will I ever see him again in this life?"

Master Hui Ci was silent.

Jing Wei slowly lowered her head, tears fell on the hem of her blue skirt one by one, and those dark embroidered lines were wet, and a dark water stain appeared.

Jingwei's slender fingers stroked the dark water stains, the corners of her lips trembled, and she seemed to smile lightly, but the tears fell down her face: "Xuanling ......"

She called softly, and then softly in her heart.

Looking back on the past at this time, Fang suddenly woke up to the fact that he had said goodbye to her early in the morning.

It's just that she doesn't know that there will be people in this world who willingly die for him.

Just like the Miao doctor who concocted a hundred years ago to forget his worries, he wrote it in the codex, forgetting his worries and not solving them.

Because he also does not believe that there will be people in this world who are willing to die for another person willingly.

One person dying for another person may not be the hardest, the hardest thing is that willingness.

And she never thought that Xuan Ling was no longer there.

That's Xuan Ling.

The once unruly young master of the Golden Triangle, who once killed people without blinking, once ran alone for thousands of miles, was unstoppable, and once escaped death several times, and the king of Hades didn't dare to accept it, Xuan Ling.

He died quietly, one day or late at night, that she didn't know.

She didn't even give him a stick of incense, and she never worshiped him once.

"Quiet donor, the deceased is gone, you should live peacefully and smoothly as he wished before his death......

Jing Wei raised her hand to gently wipe away her tears, bowed down in front of the Buddha again, and kowtowed heavily.

"The old monk has just calculated, Lord Song's life is not over, and she will be able to turn the corner from danger."

Jingwei stood up and solemnly bowed deeply to Master Huici: "Master, please think of a way to save Mi'er's life, the doctor is helpless." ”

"Jing Wei donor, why don't you go to southern Yunnan and give it a try? When the old monk was young, he traveled all over the world with his master, and stayed in southern Yunnan for several months, and the master said that the witch doctors in southern Yunnan are unpredictable, and the secret medicine in the hands of those old Miao doctors can be flesh and bones, and the living and dead can ......."

Master Huici said, with a kind smile: "Donor Jingwei, didn't you also rely on the Miao medicine in southern Yunnan back then?" ”

Master Hui Ci stretched out his hand, and his wrinkled fingers gently raised his quiet right hand.

The master is already old, and the defense of men and women is useless, so Jing Wei spread her fingers in the palm of the master's palm.