Heart-wrenching pet: the CEO's hot wife

Ning Yan naturally didn't know what Xiao Li was thinking. After leaving the military area, he drove directly to the cemetery.

He bought a beer in a nearby 24-hour convenience store, then strode into the cemetery where there was almost no light, and found Gu Heng's tombstone immediately.

The man's eyes stared at the tombstone for a few seconds before he retracted his gaze and landed on the beer in his hand. He squatted down in front of Gu Heng's tombstone in an elegant and slow manner, and then tore open the beer. opened a bottle of beer, and placed it in front of Gu Heng's tombstone.

Because there are very few people who come to the cemetery in the middle of the night, and it is already midnight, the guards followed him a few steps, and after making sure that he was only here to remember the deceased and not to cause trouble, he relaxed. He took a breath and returned to his little house.

Ning Yan on this side changed hands to hold another bottle of beer, touched the beer in front of the tombstone, and then said in a cool voice: "Today there is only beer, and she doesn't like the smell of alcohol."

For her, Ning Yan was talking about Lan Xin, but in fact, Ning Yan felt that even if he didn't say it, Gu Heng would still understand.

He blinked a pair of energetic eyes. Since lying with Susu, causing Lan Xin to get farther and farther away from him, this is the first time Ning Yan drinks outside.
It depends on, after knowing all the things Qiao Qiao has done, he has accumulated too much emotional depression, he has no face to go back to see Lan Xin, and he is ashamed of Gu Heng.

For so many years, Ning Yan's life looks glamorous to outsiders, but inside, there are scars that no one can know.

In the beginning, he was the one to be damned, not Qiao Qiao, let alone Gu Heng.

This was the crux of his inability to get out. Every time he took a breath, the air seemed to contain dense fine needles, which pierced his painfully.

Ning Yan has always been unable to accept Gu Heng's death, he is very emotional, and among the people in this group, he and Gu Heng have the best relationship, so he rarely comes to the cemetery, for fear of touching the scene.

Of course, it doesn't rule out that after he was with Lan Xin, he felt a little guilty towards him.

Most of the time, he came to pick up Lanxin, and he never thought that one day he would come here with such a feeling of guilt and something to do with atonement.

He took a big gulp of beer, and the liquid flowed out from the corner of his lips and slipped into the collar of his shirt. The dark color in his eyes was getting darker, and the combination of the two gave off a strong sense of sexiness.

Behind him is the bright light from the colorful neon lights of various colors in the city center. Against the light, the man's facial features are deep and firm.

It's been a long time since I've seen him. He's already full of things on his mind, but he feels like he doesn't know where to start with Gu Heng.

"Ah Heng, I'm sorry."

These five words really carried too much weight, and they weighed heavily on his chest. After saying them, the man's pupils diverged a little, and his eye sockets suddenly turned red.

"Do you know, there are three women in my life, one is my grandma, she is domineering and majestic, she gave me a complete education, and paid a lot for me. Then there is Qiaoqiao, in my opinion, she is a kind The innocent little girl, but these are just her illusions to cover up her true face. And then there is Lan Xin."

He took a deep breath, paused, took a sip of his drink, and hesitated what to say.

After all, before Gu Heng died, the only person he cared about was Lan Xin. He probably devoted all his love and longing to Lan Xin. If his body was intact, Qiao Qiao would not have attacked him.

He won't get nothing and die young.

And after he died, he got his heart, tortured the person he loved deeply, and let her be bullied.

Ning Yan has always looked down on the word "regret", and always felt that this is an emotion that only cowards will show, but at this moment, he finally became the person he despises the most.

Still in pain.

"Lanxin and Qiaoqiao are two extremes. Qiaoqiao can always show her kindness at the first time, while Xinxin... never knows how to be soft, doesn't know how to maintain things between two people, and also Or, she's too kind and then makes things difficult for the other person."

Ning Yan chuckled, wondering if it was because the night was so good, his eyes seemed to have starlight, but also tears.

"But Ah Heng, I can't always coax her well. Of course... Now it seems that I am not good enough for her."

"But what can I do... I don't want to let go, and I can't let go."

After Ning Yan said this, he stood up from the ground, packed up the empty cans and bottles, and was about to leave. His voice was soft and low, then he raised his head and looked at the tombstone. The man's voice became lower and lower:

"Ah Heng, this proposal may sound very unreasonable, but I... want to give Qiao Qiao one last chance, and I want to know if she will turn herself in after knowing what I know about what she has done. "

If your friend or lover who has been with you for more than ten years has become a sinner, what is your first reaction?
To persuade her to surrender?Is it to collude with him, or to report him to the relevant departments?

For this question, Ning Yan chose the first one.

He persuaded Qiao Qiao to surrender, wanting to give them one last chance.

……

in the hospital.

The wall lamp at the head of the bed illuminated a corner of the room, and the warm orange light smudged on the man's blood-stained face, softening his originally pale face.

The quiet man lying on the bed is no longer the arrogance and inhumanity he used to be. His gauze-wrapped arms and head make him look a bit more embarrassed. His slender and thick eyelashes make many girls feel ashamed. His deep and vast eyes were tightly closed.

The girl was worried for a while, and she glanced at the cold monitoring equipment beside the bed, but there was still no fluctuation.

Wen Wan turned her eyes back to the man, gently caressed her face with her white fingers, and traced his delicate and picturesque facial features along his handsome outline.

When he smiled to himself in the past, his eyes were always filled with thousands of stars, with a tenderness like water, his thin lips curved beautifully and charmingly, and his whole body exuded a warm breath.

After amnesia, the gaze he looked at her became strange and cold, without any trace of warmth.

After Wen Wan held him and bandaged him, there were still some scarlet palms, her heart ached beyond measure.

"Linshen, wake up quickly, okay..." She slowly put her head on his arm and said softly.

Lin Changqing said that she could try to talk to him more to awaken his will to survive, so after the past two days, her voice has become hoarse due to talking too much.

"Linshen, do you remember me? If it's true, you should wake up quickly, okay? You owe me so much, how can you leave me alone?"

There was a dry and tearing pain in her throat, she cleared her throat in a low voice, resisted the discomfort and said again: "If you don't wake up, I will never forgive you in this life..."

"Do you still remember what you said when you confessed your love to me? You said...you said you would protect me forever, never let me get hurt, never let me cry."

Thinking of the past, the gentle tears burst instantly, and she choked up and said, "But, look at the later, look at the present, which time I was hurt by crying, not because of you? Fu Linshen, you are a big bastard."

She cried and became more and more sad. After she had no relatives, Fu Linshen occupied a very important part of her life. Now that something happened to him, it was really hard for her to accept.

She couldn't imagine, what would she do if he couldn't survive this time?
"Let me tell you, if you really leave me this time, I won't be a widow for you, I will remarry, I will marry another man, and then laugh beside him, let Yuan Yuan call someone else's father ..."

Weeping and talking, Wen Wan fainted a piece of sheet next to the bed. Her nerves were too tense for the past two days, and she hardly slept at all. After crying tired, she fell asleep in a daze.

Fu Linshen dreamed that he had a very long dream, he dreamed of Wen Wan.

His little girl was wearing a white and complicated wedding dress, so beautiful that she was not like ordinary people. She dragged a long skirt and came slowly under the dancing cherry blossoms. She smiled shyly and sweetly, which made people hold their breath.

As soon as the picture turned, Wen Wan took the man's arm, raised her pretty face, and looked at the man in front of her with eyes like water.

Who is that?That strange face is not her own!

Wanwan, you can't marry him!
Fu Linshen struggled hard to shout out to stop the ceremony, but no matter how hard he struggled, he could only watch the two exchange rings.

After a long time, Fu Linshen's fingers moved slightly, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyelids.

The dim light of the wall lamp in the room is suitable, and the white ceiling can be seen faintly. The smell of disinfectant water unique to the hospital fills the nostrils. It is almost unnecessary to think that you know that you are in the hospital.

He closed his eyes, opened them again, and when he was convinced that he was really still alive, he was ecstatic to be grateful for the rest of his life.

It's nice to be alive.

He moved his hands and wanted to get up, but his whole body, from the bones to the internal organs to every nerve and every cell, felt pain everywhere. He pulled the corners of his mouth, never feeling so weak.

Fu Linshen turned his head slightly, and saw the girl lying on the bedside, her face covered with tears, her pupils shrank, and her heart felt like a tearing pain.

His Wanwan, his girl.

He finally remembered everything, he remembered the most important person to him, fortunately, it was not too late.

However, when he thought of how sad, painful and difficult she had been in the past few years without him, his heart ached again.

She looked haggard, the bruises under her eyes were particularly obvious, she seemed to have lost weight, and her chin was even sharper than before.

Fu Linshen raised his finger, wanting to touch her face, but found that the entire palm was wrapped in gauze, a little discouraged.

His big palm finally touched her small face, even though he didn't feel much through the gauze, he still smiled contentedly like a child.