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The more Chu Mu talked, the more sad he became, and a drop of crystal finally fell from his sour eyes, and then one drop, one drop after another, kept falling.Falling on the sleeves, falling on the lilies...

It was piping hot and steaming.

Suddenly, a handkerchief appeared in front of him, Chu Mu was stunned for a moment, he raised his head, but saw a man standing behind him.

He was wearing a white shirt, with a smooth and fair face, showing a sharp and indifferent look; his dark and deep eyes were full of charming luster; One does not flaunt the nobility and elegance.

At this moment, he was stretching out his hand towards him. In his hand was a handkerchief with a white base and light blue dots on it, like smudged ink.

Chu Mu couldn't help frowning, for some reason, when he saw this man, he felt familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it...

"Wipe your tears first, your face is covered in tears."

The man said to Chu Mu gently, his voice was so soft that it would make people feel like falling into a world of cotton candy.

Chu Mu didn't respond, he turned his eyes back, and fell on Du Pont's photo again, more tears came out.

"He wouldn't want to see you cry all the time."

The man's voice sounded again, and while speaking, he squatted down, stretched out his hand, and carefully wiped Chu Mu's tears, his movements were extremely gentle.

"He tried his best to push you away. He would rather die than let you live. If he knows that you are not living well, how can he feel at ease? If you are in a trance all day long and don't live well, how can you feel sorry for him? Woolen cloth?"

The man said while wiping the tears from Chu Mu's eyes.

"If I have to trade my friend's life for my survival, I would rather not live any longer." He looked at DuPont in the photo and said softly.

While speaking, Li Lei, Du Pont appeared in his mind...

They are all his friends!

One because he almost couldn't stand up anymore, and one because he...

Was he an ominous man whose friends were destined to be hurt?

"Are you stupid?" The man seemed to see what Chu Mu was thinking, and reached out to knock him on the head, "This matter has nothing to do with you at all, how could you have such an idea? You are still a scientist! Where is your cleverness, your sanity?"

When a person made such an intimate gesture towards him for the first time, Kumu couldn't help frowning: "Do I know you?"

There was doubt in his eyes.

The man smiled, and he said to him: "If you know each other, you should ask yourself, not me."

ask himself?

What he said made Chu Mu try hard to search his memory, searching every corner of his brain, but he couldn't remember anything after all.

Chu Mu's memory has always been very good, if he really met him, it is impossible not to remember!

"I am his friend."

Seeing Chu Mu like this, the man didn't say anything, but pointed to Du Pont's tomb and explained gently.

"Did you know my name because of him?"

He raised his head and asked him gently.

He lowered his head, looked at him quietly with warm eyes, but did not answer, just said:

"Chu Mu, you must live well! In your life, the people who care about you are not only DuPont, but also many people. For them and for DuPont, you must live well! To live better than before, Do you know?"

The man finished speaking quietly, then turned around, and bowed three times to Dupont sincerely.

Then, he turned around and walked outside.

"Are you leaving?" Chu Mu looked at his back and asked.

"Yeah." The man nodded.

"Oh."

Chu Mu responded softly, squatting in front of Du Pont's tomb, quietly watching the man leave, watching him walk in the morning glow...

The morning glow all over the sky reflected his white shirt red, making him look like a dream, until he disappeared into the infinite morning glow and disappeared into the red dream world.

And Chu Mu finally withdrew his gaze, turned his head, and stared at Du Pont seriously.

What this man said, and the scene at the counterfeit drug factory that day came to mind...

After a long time, the dead expression in his eyes finally dissipated, and his eyes became clear. He stood up, looked at DuPont quietly with black and white eyes, and whispered to him: "My friend, don't worry, I will take care of you." Survived! Will live better than before!"

He knew that he should thank DuPont, and thank DuPont well, he not only let him survive so simply, he also made him understand the meaning of life...

From childhood to adulthood, his outlook on life has always been positive, and he will face up to difficulties in adversity, and he will never be depressed, and he will never feel sorry for himself!

These days, he has fallen enough, and he has fallen enough!

Now, he is going to stand up again!

Because, he still has a lot of responsibilities on his body, and he must shoulder them without his mobile phone.

Chu Mu leaned against Du Pont's tombstone, and began to try hard to recall the bits and pieces that happened that day.

Why is there a drug on the fake drug factory?And it is also placed in the place where the fake "Egyptian Pharaoh Magic Root" is made?

Is this just a coincidence?

"It must not be a coincidence, right?" Chu Mu looked at Du Pont's tombstone and whispered softly, as if asking for his opinion.

As if he suddenly remembered something, he stood up abruptly, said to DuPont, "Friend, I'm leaving first, and I'll come to see you another day", then turned around in a hurry and ran outside.

Chu Mu ran all the way, then stopped a taxi and walked towards the fake medicine factory.

The appearance of the fake pharmaceutical factory has not changed much, but the inside has been blown up beyond recognition by explosives, especially the place where DuPont stood at the last moment...

It's a mess right now.

When Chumu stepped into this fake drug factory again, he felt very complicated. Sometimes, he couldn't help but think that if he didn't agree to come here that day, but obediently waited for Li Lei's operation to end in the hospital, what would happen? Wouldn't this not happen?

However, the answer is no!

Kumu knew DuPont well, even if he didn't come, he would definitely come...

There was a seal on the entrance of the pharmaceutical factory, but the door was open. Obviously, someone had already been there before him...

Sure enough, as soon as Chu Mu stepped into the counterfeit medicine factory, he saw someone inside.

The man was bending over, lowering his head, and carefully observing the place where Dupont had an accident. While watching, he was holding a pen to draw a picture, so distracted.

Chu Mu actually recognized this person, he had just seen him not long ago, in front of Du Pont's tomb, but he didn't expect to see him again here...

"You came?"

Sensing Chumu's footsteps, the man turned his head and spoke to him calmly.

"Ah."

Mizuki nodded and walked towards him.

"Looks like you've recovered from that."

"You're right. If I keep going like this, Dupont will definitely die if he knows the truth." Chu Mu said, and he began to observe the surrounding environment as he spoke.

"You can't come back from the dead, but I can't let my friend die without knowing why."

He spoke softly, but his voice was unusually firm.