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Xu Jianguo's funeral was simple.

Xu Yun did not make it public, nor did he set up a mourning hall, and after going to the hospital to claim the body, he contacted the funeral home to cremate it.

As she carried the urn into the cemetery, she suddenly remembered what she had seen him in the morgue.

I haven't looked closely for a few years, and it turns out that his sideburns have grown a lot of gray hair, and there are more and more wrinkles on his forehead.

Xu Yun was waiting for the doctor to examine his body when he saw a photo in his bloodstained palm.

After the doctor took it out, he saw that it was a family photo.

The only family photo in Xu Yun's memory.

Nanshan Cemetery is on the outskirts of the city, surrounded by lush greenery.

After the staff left, Xu Yun sat in front of the tombstone for a while.

The cold wind was blowing all around her, she looked down at Xu Jianguo's old face on the tombstone, and suddenly smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Actually, it's better to leave."

"If you don't leave, the knot between the two of us will not be untied in this life. I don't know how to deal with the blood debt you owe in the future. ”

"You know, in fact, I've been delaying in Nepal and the northwest and not coming back, just to escape."

"I'm afraid that after confronting you, the truth is really as others say."

"I'm afraid you've ruined the last glimmer of hope in my heart."

"I'd rather you run for your life and wander in poverty than see you walk into a cold prison and be pierced through the head by a bullet, and be separated forever."

"But you see, you didn't stick to it."

"After my mom left, you always called and messaged me and said, Yunyun, dad is waiting for you. Waiting for you to come back. ”

"I thought you'd say that this time."

Xu Yun looked at the bloodstained family photo in his hand, flipped it over, and said September 25, 1993 on the back.

Her birthday.

The paper had been rubbed many times, and the surface of the paper had begun to turn yellow and old, and the faces of the people in the photo were blurred.

Xu Yun looked up at the sky, it was almost dawn.

The white sky shimmered, bringing a bit of bleak coldness.

She shrunk her shoulders, pulled a lighter out of her pocket, crouched down, and lit the picture in front of the grave.

When the photo burned to ashes and was suddenly blown away by the wind, Xu Yun heard the regular footsteps of high heels behind him.

It's Hu Qing.

She glanced back, got up and passed her without expression.

The moment he passed by, Hu Qing reached out and grabbed her.

"Your dad's company ......"

"Didn't you always want it, for you." Xu Yun looked at her sideways, the corners of her mouth hooked into a mocking smile, "Can you let me go now?" ”

"Xu Yun, you obviously know-"

"What do I know?"

Xu Yun turned around expressionlessly, "Do you want to cry to me about your sadness now, or do you want to explain that you are true love?" ”

"If I guessed correctly, when you hooked up with Xu Jianguo, we were only freshmen. But my mom left home in her sophomore year. ”

"You're just a junior who didn't succeed in the upper position."

"Don't insult me with the word true love."

Hu Qing's face instantly turned pale, and his lips trembled and pointed at her.

Xu Yun sneered, shook off her arm and turned to go down the steps.

When she left the cemetery, she thought, forget it.

All the knots and unforgiveness, as well as the nostalgia for the family when I was a teenager.

Xu Jianguo is already dead, what is the point of her pursuing those again.

Anyway, he won't come back to life, and carefully sent her a message, saying, Yunyun's happy birthday, and he must be safe and happy this year.

The sky suddenly rained heavily, Xu Yun wiped the rain on his face fiercely, got into the taxi and walked away.

When she went back, there was someone standing in front of the apartment.

It's Ji Luanchuan.

He leaned against the door, his eyebrows blurred by the dazzling incandescent lamp, and a cigarette in his hand, exuding a bit of dusty air.

Xu Yun was stunned, and just as he wanted to say something, he saw him suddenly stand up straight, look sideways under the window next to him, and his side face became cold.

He threw away his cigarette and strode over to her.

"There's someone downstairs."

"Someone."

"Track you."

Xu Yun said, "Could it be a reporter?" ”

Ji Luanchuan reached out and pulled her into the safe passage and paused.

Xu Yun pushed him away, walked quickly to the window and looked down a few times.

Around the green belt downstairs of the unit, sure enough, there are a few figures wandering left and right, looking at the window here from time to time like a thief.

She hid behind the window and watched for a moment, relieved.

"It's a journalist."

"This is not the northwest, and even if someone wants to do something to me, they won't choose it during the day."

"What's more, it's the morning rush hour when people come and go."

Ji Luanchuan said, "I forgot. ”

He lowered his head and lit a cigarette, put away the lighter, and said, "I haven't been to the city for too long, people are living roughly, and I don't think things through." ”

"It's fine."

"It's you, be careful of being exposed by reporters."

Ji Luanchuan followed her into the apartment, closed the door, and said, "You didn't recognize me later, and it is even more impossible for them to recognize me." ”

"And what about your identity?"

"It's changed, too."

"How did you change it?" Xu Yun took two glasses of water from the water dispenser, handed one to him, and drank one by himself, asking casually while drinking.

But Ji Luanchuan obviously hesitated for a moment and did not answer.

The butterfly's wing-like eyelashes twitched slightly, and she pursed her lips without asking again.

After drinking the glass of water, Xu Yun turned on all the lights from the living room to the kitchen on the first floor, and said to Ji Luanchuan, "If you want to eat, you can order takeout, or you can make it yourself." ”

"But I guess if you order takeout, the reporter downstairs will pretend to be a delivery person to follow."

"It's a pull-out sofa, you can sleep here if you're sleepy."

"I'm a little tired and need to go upstairs and sleep for a while."

"If there's something to do, I'll talk about it when I wake up."

"Yes, go ahead." Ji Luanchuan put one hand in his pocket, and the other hand held a water glass looking at the scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling window, not knowing what he was thinking.

Not long after Xu Yun, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket and went to the living room bathroom to make a call.

When he was on the phone, he turned on the faucet in the bathroom, and even if there were people outside, he could only hear the sound of rushing water, but could not hear the specific content of the conversation.

The call was made to Lu Chen.

On the phone, Ji Luanchuan told him the latest cause of Xu Jianguo's death and asked about Xiao Wu's physical condition.

"Xiao Wu is fine, the doctor said that his physical condition has stabilized."

"You remember to transfer the nursing fee to me in a while, and if you have any other questions, I will contact you at any time."

"Okay." Ji Luanchuan unconsciously tapped his index finger on the washstand, looked at himself in the mirror, and said, "How is Wu Zongzhen?" ”

"This is an internal secret of the public security organs, and I can't tell you."

Ji Luanchuan snorted lightly and said, "Let your captain answer the phone." ”

"Our captain isn't here."

"Then you tell him that if you still want the other half of Wu Zong's goods, convict him as soon as possible, and exchange the interrogation content."

"Ji Luanchuan, you are going back on your word. Before, we said that as long as the police don't attack Xu Yun, you will hand over the half of the goods. ”

"How can we trust you when you're like this?"

"Soldiers don't get tired of deceit." Ji Luanchuan remembered the two groups of people he had seen downstairs just now, and sneered, "Let Django withdraw the people sent to follow me first, and then say these high-sounding words to me." ”

Lu Chen didn't expect to be noticed by him so quickly, and he was embarrassed for a while.

After hanging up the phone, Ji Luanchuan received a text message from an unfamiliar number.

The content on the text message is crooked, it looks handwritten, and some words can only be distinguished by homophony.

Ji Luanchuan frowned and looked at it for a few seconds, his brows gradually stretched, and his dark eyes regained a sharp light.

It's Ah Xing.

The text message said that she met his new boss with Huang Mao.

- What's his name?

- I didn't hear that clearly, but I knew they would meet again the day after tomorrow, in Kathmandu. If there are no accidents, Lao Wu will also take me with him tomorrow, and I will send you a message when the time comes.

- Okay, be careful.

- I will.

Ah Xing finished sending this text message, paused for a few seconds, and said to Ji Luanchuan:

- I heard that you have returned home.

- Now that you've gone back, can you help me inquire about my daughter's whereabouts first? I heard Lao Wu say when he was chatting with others that my daughter seemed to have been brought back to China.

Also brought back to China?

Ji Luanchuan put down his mobile phone, his dark eyes suddenly narrowed, and he remembered a group of ignorant and young girls in the back compartment of the truck. If you love it, how can you not pay attention to this or the hot online article, and chat about the online article together~