In the detention center of the police station, Liu Tingwei walked to the door of the cell where Liang Muqiu was held, personally opened the cell door with the key, and said to Liang Muqiu, "You can go." ”

Hearing this, Liang Muqiu, who was already very uneasy, stood up suddenly, rushed to Liu Tingwei, and grabbed the police uniform on his body, "Are you giving Ming Xu ......?"

"He had been identified by a medical examiner as dead five minutes earlier." Liu Tingwei looked at Liang Muqiu, the woman in front of him was very beautiful, it is said that she is very smart, but no matter how smart she is, she is just a weak woman.

In front of a weak woman, many things are powerless to turn around.

"Ah......" Liang Muqiu couldn't accept such a reality, let go of Liu Tingwei, hugged his arm and squatted down slowly, tears welling up, and his delicate facial features were distorted because of too much grief.

I can't help but think of the picture of the two of them together, the first time they met, because of their super high IQ and each other, secretly competing with each other, and finally at that ignorant, easy to fall in love with each other at the age of the beginning, this love, in each other's hearts, has never lived in other people, no matter how the world changes, no matter how cruel the environment, she finally became his wife.

Fourteen years, he took care of her meticulously, but she ignored her, the injury of body and soul, she once thought that she would never cross over, but a few days ago, when she heard Shen Ruoyou say that he would be executed in a month, she realized that it was not him who had been unable to let go, but her.

Now, the only thing she wants to do is to get him out, no longer caring about his origins and identity, and no longer caring about what she experienced before the car accident forty years ago.

As long as the two of them are still alive and can still be together, it is the best cherishment.

But it's late now, it's too late......

Mingxu ...... Yes...... Mingxu ......" Liang Muqiu looked up at the ceiling of the central corridor of the detention center, tears could not stop flowing, such grief, she thought that she would never experience it again in this life, but now, she experienced it again.

Liu Tingwei took two steps and turned around, looking at the slowly falling to the ground, crying pear blossoms and rain, a very tragic beauty, and shook his head helplessly......

He doesn't understand the world of women, and he doesn't understand the world of smart and infatuated women.

Perhaps, it is happy to have such a woman's love, but God is very cautious, and if you give you perfect love, it will not give you a perfect wedding or a perfect life.

All perfection will soon face death......

Liang Muqiu sat on the floor of the detention center and cried for a long time, until she realized that it was dark, she slowly stood up and walked out step by step, there were police officers waiting for her, and when they saw her come out, they took her things and gave them to her.

Liang Muqiu's expression was very sluggish, as if someone had taken away the puppet of his soul, he took his bag and mobile phone woodenly, took it like this, and walked out of the police station.

"Xiaoqiu." When Liang Muqiu walked out of the police station, Yan Silan received a call from Liu Tingwei, and after knowing Liang Muqiu's situation, she immediately drove to the police station to pick her up.

Liang Muqiu stepped down the steps at the entrance of the police station like a puppet, without looking at his mother, and walked straight ahead.