It's good now, Suningyan doesn't want this matter to affect his life.

Zhuo Junyue watched Suningyan lose her mind, the music stopped, and she hadn't come back to her senses yet.

What are the little things thinking?

"Wife ......"

Suningyan heard his voice and turned around, "Huh? Husband, what did you just say? ”

He obviously didn't say anything, so it can be seen that the little thing didn't know what to think just now, and he was so absorbed in his thoughts.

"Wife, what were you thinking just now? Is there anything I can't know? ”

Suningyan held his hand and decided not to forget this matter, "Husband, I'm just a little tired." ”

Zhuo Junyue thought for a while, did he really tired her last night?

"Wife, rest at home in the afternoon, don't go anywhere."

"Good ......"

After lunch, Zhuo Junyue still had to go back to the company to arrange work.

At this moment, Feng Jinghan tried to start from other aspects in the small villa of the Feng family.

If the eldest uncle couldn't remember the man who pawned the jade pendant in the first place, he couldn't just give it up.

Since Xiaozhu had appeared in Ningcheng and slowly traced it, I didn't believe that I couldn't find out her whereabouts at all.

He looked at the calendar and suddenly remembered something important.

Today is the death day of an old friend from the past, he is from Ningcheng, and he was later buried back to Ningcheng.

Feng Jinghan thought for a while, since he was in Ningcheng, he must go to his grave to worship this time.

Feng Jinghan changed into a black suit and said to Ouyang Hui.

Ouyang Hui originally wanted to accompany him, but Jiangcheng's maid had just arrived, and she wanted to cook a meal for Feng Jinghan to eat at night.

Feng Jinghan brought a good Moutai and came to the grave of his old friend.

When they were young, the two were born and died, but he closed his eyes forever during a mission.

His grave is buried in the best position of feng shui on the top of the mountain.

Feng Jinghan quickly found the grave of his old friend, he took out three wine glasses and filled them.

He sat down next to him, and only in front of his old friend who had already gone first, Feng Jinghan could say what was in his heart.

There are some things that he can only bury in his heart, and it is not appropriate for anyone to say them.

"Lao Ji, do you remember Xiaozhu? I've been dreaming of her all the time. ”

Feng Jinghan had told him about Lin Xiaozhu before, and at that time, Lao Ji was still ashamed of him, and he actually talked about a woman all the time, which was not like his character at all.

Feng Jinghan disagreed, saying that he didn't understand love.

Some people, just like that, are forever engraved in their hearts and can never be erased.

"I don't know how she's doing now? I've lost her after all, you say, how can I make up for it, I've been looking for her all these years. Is our fate really that shallow? Even seeing each other again has become a luxury. ”

After speaking, Feng Jinghan silently took another sip of wine.

"Lao Ji, do you think Xiaozhu is still waiting for me now?"

Feng Jinghan believes in her, and with her character, she will never change her mind.

Feng Jinghan hoped that she would change her mind, and in this way, she might be able to live a better life.

After sitting for more than an hour, Feng Jinghan vomited at Lao Ji's tombstone in his heart.

In autumn, the autumn rain is coming, and Feng Jinghan saw that it was going to rain, so he had to go down the mountain.

When he walked halfway up the mountain, the heavy rain was pouring in, and Feng Jinghan was in a hurry.

In order to get down the mountain early, Feng Jinghan went directly through the middle path.

The rain soaked his clothes and blurred his vision. ()

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