Long-term love becomes sick, ex-husband is too involved in the drama

cemetery.

In the photo on the tombstone, Mu Jingzhou always smiled warmly, his eyes seemed to be full of affection, and he had a unique charm that made people want to get closer.

Mu Shihuan knelt down.

The first time she came here, Gao Zhiman brought her here and asked her to kneel down.

Scenes, reminding us of yesterday.

Looking at Mu Jingzhou, Mu Shihuan let go of his tightly pursed lips, and called softly: "Father, I'm Shi Huan. I came to see you. Sorry, it took me so long to see you again."

As the wind blew, the smile in Mu Jingzhou's eyes seemed to deepen, as if responding to her apology, saying that it was okay.

Mo Shihuan felt a strange feeling in his heart.

She knelt down, straightened her back, and said nothing.

Even when her legs started to go numb and her knees hurt, she didn't move at all.

There were a lot of things to say, but when looking into Mu Jingzhou's eyes, Mu Shihuan suddenly realized that even if she didn't say anything, Mu Jingzhou would understand.

He seems to be telling her that he has never regretted it, even if time goes back, he will still protect her.

Because, she is his daughter, even if she is not related by blood.

Feeling sour in his heart, Mo Shihuan suddenly bit his lips tightly with his fine teeth.

After a long time, she let go.

"Dad, thank you, and, sorry." She whispered, blowing into the wind.

She believed that Mu Jingzhou could hear it.

"Daddy," she said finally, and stood up.

The next time we meet again, it must be when she finds out the truth, she silently added a sentence in her heart.

Slightly raising her head to hold back the tears that seemed to burst out of her eyes, Mo Shihuan sniffed, turned and left.

Kneeling for a long time, my legs are numb, and every step I take is extremely uncomfortable.

She could only slow down, slowly, step by step.

The phone vibrated at this moment.

At this moment, Mu Shihuan was standing on the steps, and she took out her mobile phone.

Calls without numbers and without attribution.

Mu Shihuan's fingers trembled suddenly.

In an instant, she had a very strong feeling that it was the mysterious person behind the scenes, perhaps, it was the mysterious person's subordinate.

The screen flickers.

After a long time, Mu Shihuan didn't press the connect button.

Suddenly, the vibration stopped.

It is automatically hung up.

Breathing a little uncontrollably, Mo Shihuan swallowed, and then calmly put the phone back into his pocket.

She went on down.

The wind blows, and it seems to bring other smells besides flowers.

Her footsteps paused for only a second before she continued.

only……

Mu Shihuan suddenly had a strong feeling.

someone!

She subconsciously turned around.

However, in the huge cemetery, apart from the people who worshiped at the beginning, there was nothing else.

No one looked at her, and no one followed her.

Fingers tightened, Mo Shihuan looked away.

Going down the next flight of stairs, the feeling returned.

This time, Mu Shihuan not only looked back, but also looked in all directions.

However, still to no avail.

nobody.

As if it was just her illusion.

Stabilizing his mind, Mo Shihuan drove that feeling out of his mind, and continued to walk down slowly.

"Buzzing—"

The phone vibrated again, and for some reason, it suddenly became a little weird in this quiet cemetery.

Still unknown number, no place of attribution.

Same as just now.

Mo Shihuan's heart skipped a beat, a little confused.

This time, she got through.

Restraining, she tried her best to make her voice sound calm.

"Hello. Who is this?"

Across the current, there is no sound over there, and what passes by is only the sound of wind.

The eerie silence brings unstoppable oppression.

Unconsciously, Mo Shihuan's grip on the phone became very tight.

She endured it and didn't make a sound.

The same is true over there.

The strength increased little by little, and Mu Shihuan looked forward.

At this time, at the bottom of the long stone steps, she saw a man in black and wearing sunglasses.

She was almost sure immediately that the man was looking at her.

Even though the sunglasses blocked it, I could still vaguely feel the hostility.

The man's hand was also holding the phone.

Across the distance, the eyes of the two collided.

No one moved away.

Mo Shihuan's heart beat faster.

She obviously couldn't see the man's face clearly, but the second they looked at each other, she almost blurted out the name A Zong!

The heart was beating violently, and the blood in his body seemed to start to flow faster.

soon.

The name was in his throat, but Mu Shihuan swallowed it back abruptly.

She watched the man step up the stone steps step by step.

At the same time, a gloomy bass came into my ears——

"Shi Huan."

It's him!

it's him!
That voice that made a mysterious phone call to her and asked her if she still remembered what it was like to live but not to die!
She remembers.

Cold sweat gushed out of the palm of his hand, and Mo Shihuan pressed his lips tightly.

She watched the man slowly getting closer to her, heard him calling her name again, and heard him laughing...

The hairs all over his body seemed to stand on end, as did the goosebumps.

Her body is cold.

But she also knew that she couldn't show the slightest fear, let alone let him know that she already knew something about that year.

"Who are you?" With great restraint, she forced herself to ask calmly.

Her heart seemed to be in her throat instantly, and she stood still.

"Oh." She heard the man laugh.

And in sight, the man also stopped and didn't move.

Still through the sunglasses, their eyes met.

"Haven't thought of me yet?" She heard the man laughing lowly, as if laughing for the first time, it was extraordinarily penetrating and blunt, "You haven't recovered your memory yet? But do you think that if you lose your memory, you can write it off?"

He moved.

His legs moved apart again, and the distance between him and her was gradually shortened.

And his words were clearly drilled into her ears word by word——

"Do you remember the taste of being in water?"

"So stupid being used, betraying the boss, all these years, can your conscience be at ease? Huh?"

"Who am I? Why don't you ask Lu Ye who you are?"

Lu Ye...

The sudden name drilled into his ears.

At this moment, the distance between the man and her is even closer.

The surrounding wind was blowing, and it was a little cold.

One of Mu Shihuan's hands hanging down by his side was clenched into a fist, and the nails were embedded in the palm of his hand.

very tight.

"Lu Ye... who is it?" She asked in a very hoarse voice.

Man, stop.

Then, he smiled unscrupulously, as if pitying her and mocking her.

"What do you think? Shi Huan." A clearer voice penetrated, "I said earlier that one day, I will personally come to take your life, so that you can't live but die."

The last few words were clearly stained with deep hatred and cruelty.

And the distance from him...

……

At this time, across the ocean.

The cooperation negotiations inside have not yet ended, and Mo Yuan is in a hurry.

Finally made up his mind, he knocked on the door, then opened the door and entered.

The atmosphere of the negotiation was not very good.

Mo Yuan bit the bullet and approached.

"Mr. Li?"

Li Jingyan raised her eyes and glanced at him, asking what was the matter with her eyes.

Mo Yuan could only approach, leaned close to his ear and said something.

The atmosphere in the air changed suddenly, and the air pressure seemed to drop a lot.

Mo Yuan's heart beat fast, and he waited for the man to order.

However, the man just said, "Got it."

Only this sentence, nothing else.

Mo Yuan thought he heard it wrong, and his eyes widened in disbelief.

"Get out." Li Jingyan ordered quietly.

Mo Yuan hesitated to speak, but when he caught a glimpse of the man's eyes, he still swallowed what he wanted to say, his face returned to his usual poise, he turned and went out the door.

He also heard the partner ask Mr. Li if he had something urgent to deal with, and Mr. Li said lightly that there was no.

Mo Yuan: "..."

After walking out and closing the door, he immediately dialed Gao Yi's phone number and replied in a low voice: "Boss Li didn't say anything."

He was very anxious, and thought that he would be the same as himself in the first year of high school.

Unexpectedly, I heard a calm sentence: "Okay, I understand."

"What do you understand?" he blurted out.

"Boss Li means not to make a move."

"..." Mo Yuan was so anxious that he almost skipped his feet, "No shot? Then..."

In fact, the first year of high school was also anxious, but he remembered Mr. Li's explanation of going abroad, and only said: "Mr. Li has his own plans."

Mo Yuan: "..."

"But……"

"Firstly."

call ended.

Mo Yuan's forehead twitched, but he couldn't help it, this was what President Li meant.

He can only wait.

But he felt unable to wait, every second was time, even life.

If it's a second late, if something goes wrong...

President Li will not regret it?

In an instant, Mo Yuan only felt that a heart was being fried in an oil pan, and it was still the kind that did not put oil.

He had no idea how long he had been waiting.

Finally, the door opened again, and President Li came out with his partner.

Obviously, the cooperation was successfully negotiated, and they did not back down.

Mo Yuan was signaled to send the partner off, so he had no choice but to take the order and send them off with an unmistakable attitude and expression.

After going back and forth, even though he was anxious, he still maintained the demeanor he should have.

Who knows if the walls have ears.

……

The door was open, Li Jingyan didn't go back immediately, but leaned casually and lit a cigarette.

The smoke slowly enveloped his handsome face.

"I know, come down now."

Suddenly, with a bit of gentleness, it came from the opposite side.

Li Jingyan raised her eyelids, it was the woman she met in the morning who looked very similar to Mu Shihuan.

The woman ended the phone call, and when she looked up and saw Li Jingyan, surprise flashed in her eyes, and she obviously recognized that she had just met in the morning.

Slightly nodding her head as a greeting, she left with some inconvenience.

From the beginning to the end, Li Jingyan never opened his mouth, nor did he look at her.

Mo Yuan brushes shoulders with the woman.

At first, the woman lowered her head, but he didn't pay attention, until he realized something, he turned his head and looked.

Frowning, he walked quickly to Li Jingyan.

"Mr. Li."

Li Jingyan walked into the room and put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray.

Mo Yuan thought about the person he saw, and said in a low voice: "I saw her again, it seems that it is really not a coincidence, Mr. Li, do you need me to check her information?"

"No need." Li Jingyan was careless.

Mo Yuan thought for a while and nodded: "Yes." The conversation changed, and when he thought of the phone call in the first year of high school, he regained his impatient look, "Mr. Li, does the wife really care about it? If..."