The little mute's life was stolen, and the wealthy boss comes to spoil him

Tang Wan seemed to have returned to the past.

But just as she was about to move her legs, she stopped again.

Mother's figure began to blur and gradually dissipated in the wind.

Mom is no longer here.

Everything in front of me is my own imagination.

Tang Wan clearly knew this fact, and yet she kept asking for the past in despair.

It’s just time to wake up from the dream.

Si Huai, who was pushing a wheelchair, followed Tang Wan. He frowned at the dangerous building in front of him and said, "Why is it so desolate?"

The whole building was dusty.

From their perspective, they can see the entire building spread.

The shared bathrooms are on both sides of the building, with a dark corridor in the middle and rooms with opposite doors on both sides.

There was almost no sunlight getting in, and it looked dark and cold.

Si Huai's eyes fell on Tang Wan, and his fingers slowly curled up.

To be honest, he had thought that life before Tang Wan was not a good one, but when he actually saw it, he still found it a bit incredible.

In the dark environment, a sunflower grew.

It's really not easy.

I don’t know what kind of person her mother is.

Only then can the night bloom freshly.

Tang Wan looked up and saw the sealed doors and windows, with no way in.

There is only one door on the first floor, where you can barely pass a person.

Tang Wan wanted to walk in, but Fu Wenzhi held him back.

She turned her head, somewhat confused.

Fu Wenzhi didn't miss Tang Wan's puzzled look, and didn't hide anything: "I need to say hello to the people here."

Tang Wan stopped in his tracks.

Perhaps because he was about to return to the home he remembered, Tang Wan was a little nervous.

A thin layer of sweat formed in her small palm, which made her a little embarrassed and wanted to take her hand back.

However, that cold hand tightly grasped Tang Wan's little hand again.

Don't let go.

At this moment, an old man in security uniform ran over. He looked at Tang Wan for a moment, and then quickly looked away. With a smile on his dark face, he asked: "This place is not open to the public, can't we?" Get in."

Si Huai took out a permit from his ironed pocket and said, "Permission has been obtained."

The security guard was stunned for a moment, then turned sideways, shaking the keys on his waist, and said, "Then I will lead the way for you?"

His eyes fell on Si Huai. After all, he was the only adult here.

However, Si Huai shook his head, and the bodyguards who were still on the plane came down and protected the three of them, separating the security guard.

The leading bodyguard looked almost two meters tall, like a hill, looking down at the security guard.

The words in his mouth were very strong: "Stay away from sir."

The security guard flinched, then took a step back suddenly, looking very scared.

Tang Wan tilted his head, looking at the security guard like a curious kitten.

Somewhat strange.

Such exaggerated movements don't seem like genuine fear, but rather like a performance.

Still a very poor performance.

Tang Wan felt that Fu Wenzhi and Si Huai must have seen it too.

Otherwise, why would he let the bodyguard stand by his side?

The group of them walked into the old building, and the security guard standing behind them suddenly calmed down the emotion on his face.

That honest face looked a bit sinister because of the fierce frown.

He took out his mobile phone and made a call, saying to the person on the other end of the phone: "That woman's child is back."

"We haven't found anything left by that woman before. This child may know."

"Well, I'll follow them."

The security guard hung up the phone, took off his clothes, then walked to the corner and dragged out an unconscious young man.

The strange thing is that this young man doesn't have any clothes on him.

The black-faced man threw the security uniform on him, and then looked around. His stooped waist suddenly straightened up, and he felt much better.

He quickly got into the car.

Just as he was about to light the fire, a pair of hands hooked around his neck, preventing him from moving.

"Someone reported you for maliciously hurting someone."

"Come with us."

Si Huai hung up the phone and turned around to see Tang Wan looking at him.

He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Didn't you also see that something was wrong with that security guard?"

Tang Wan just didn't expect Si Huai to call the police. After all, he didn't seem to be a very law-abiding person.

Perhaps the expression on Tang Wan's face was so obvious that Si Huai couldn't even pretend not to see it.

He couldn't help but imitate Lu Lin's actions, stretched out his hand and poked Tang Wan between the eyebrows, with a rare smile in his tone: "I am a businessman who abides by the law."

He will not do anything illegal.

Tang Wan didn't hesitate anymore and almost skipped to the door in his memory.

The others followed her, looking at her unusually excited back, and they were in a happy mood.

But it was obvious that they were going to get Tang Wan's mother's belongings.

Probably because in Tang Wan's heart, his mother was a happy person, so he was so happy when he was looking for her.

The door lock had been broken. Tangguan pushed hard and pushed open the heavy wooden door.

The ashes carrying the passage of time slowly fall with the wind from any place where they can stay.

The cracks in the sealed windows reveal tiny bits of sunlight dancing with the dust.

They came to this small place, this unromantic place, and used their remaining tenderness to form a Tyndall effect and landed at Tang Wan's feet.

Tang Wan blinked and didn't pay attention to the dust. He ran directly to the back of the room and opened the closet.

She was once locked in a closet by her mother just to survive.

She saw the murderer through the gap, but the moonlight deceived her eyes, and she failed to see the executioner's face clearly.

But it doesn't matter.

Tang Wan thought.

It took my mother twenty years to go to the border of the motherland and find the murderer of the arson.

She could also spend twenty years finding her mother's killer.

Si Huai frowned and looked at the room, which was less than ten square meters, with a mask on his face.

Tang Wan had already ignored the clothes he was wearing and went straight into the dusty closet. Then he touched the place near the wall and opened it with force.

Si Huai's eyes fell on the only lamp on the desk.

He felt that the decoration on the lamp was somewhat familiar.

That tab looks like a ring.

Suddenly, Si Huai's pupils shrank, and he almost stood up from the wheelchair, threw himself on the table, and grabbed the lamp.

Dust smeared his pale face, as if someone had picked up his face and kissed his brow.

He stretched out his trembling hand with veins, carefully picked up the ring, and then gently wiped it clean with the handkerchief he carried.

This is a ring made by Nana herself.

It is a unique ring in the world.

Ignoring the mess around him, he lowered his head reverently and kissed the already cold ring.

At this moment, his wandering soul truly returned to this decaying body, but the sadness crushed his spine, and the pain made him curl up in a wheelchair.

His lover, in this dusty room——

Flowers fall and people die.