[Ode to Joy] My surname is Tan, my ancestor's original surname is Ming

When the assistant called, Tan Zongming was absent-mindedly attending a salon at Amy Sheshan.

"Boss, Junichi Qingshan's younger sister is looking for you. Her brother gave her the number, and she called me." The assistant's tone was very gossip, "She wants to tell you about Miss Fan."

Tan Zongming was a little surprised, what did Fan Shengmei need Qingshan Lizi to tell?When did she become so familiar with the Qingshan brothers and sisters?He asked his assistant to transfer the call to his personal mobile phone, and Lizi's sweet and slightly reserved voice came from the other end of the line, "Mr. Tan, I don't care to bother you, I'm at Sister Fan's house in Ode to Joy, no, outside..."

Tan Zongming was puzzled and worried when he heard Qingshan Lizi's next narration.Of course, the Japanese family did not know that Fan Shengmei had a relationship with the notorious No. 76, let alone what it meant to her to visit the Memorial Hall of the Victims in the Massacre. Judging from Lizi’s description, her reaction was not like physical pain but more like It's a heart disease - something he can clearly feel, a heart disease that has always existed in her.Tan Zongming immediately decided, "Thank you, Ms. Lizi, I will go over now, and I will arrive in about an hour. If it is convenient, please don't leave for now."

Lizi agreed, "Don't worry, Mr. Tan, I won't leave."

"Don't alarm her, don't tell her I called."

"Okay, but Mr. Tan..."

"what?"

"Forget it, I'm afraid I can't make it clear in a few words, so come here first."

Tan Zongming had no intention of guessing what Qingshan Lizi was hesitating to say. He drove all the way from Sheshan to Ode to Joy in the middle of the rain. Fortunately, he helped Andy buy a house and move. He came several times. Ling opened the door for him directly, and in the corner of the lobby, a young girl in macaron-colored clothes called softly, "Mr. Tan..."

"Miss Lizi, why are you here? Where's Xiaomei?"

"Sister Xiaofan asked me to go home, and you asked me to stay, so I had no choice but to come down." Lizi followed Tan Zongming, who was striding like a meteor, with small steps, "Do you want to call her first before going up?..."

"I called, but she didn't answer."

"Then tell the property owner..."

Probably because he thought it was not good to knock on the door so rashly, but Tan Zongming couldn't care less about it. Wang Manchun didn't pay much attention to social etiquette when treating him. What's more, it was abnormal not to answer the phone or text messages all day long.While talking, the two went up to the 22nd floor. There was no response when they knocked on the door for a long time. When they turned the handle, the door was locked.

"She has been in a bad complexion, has she fainted?"

Tan Zongming did not answer.He immediately called the property and asked Xiao Zheng to bring up the spare key left by the landlord of 2202.As soon as the key was turned, he became even more nervous. The door was actually locked from the outside.

"You were sure she was in the house when you left?"

"Yeah!" Li Zi's complexion also changed, she clearly watched Fan Shengmei enter the hut and closed the door before she left 2202, then took the elevator downstairs, and waited for Tan Zongming in the lobby, without leaving the building the whole time, Fan Shengmei would go where?

Xiao Zheng also insisted, "I have been sitting at the front desk, and Miss Fan has never left the building."

"What if you go up and she goes down, and the two elevators miss?"

"She must have not left the community in such a short time. I'll let the guard at the gate take a look."

"No, first adjust the surveillance video in the 2202 elevator room." After Tan Zongming ordered, he turned to Lizi and asked, "She has been with you all today? Did she have any abnormalities before going to the memorial hall?"

"No..." Lizi replied, "She looks very healthy, and she has a good conversation with my father and my brother... She also said that she will continue to chat on the way back..."

A faint bad premonition prompted him to turn his head to look at the fire exit, "I suspect she's in the building."

"Did she visit other floors?..." Lizi was in a daze.

Tan Zongming didn't know where his intuition came from. There were only 24 floors in this building. He opened the fire escape door and ran up the stairs. The passage leading to the roof on the 24th floor was originally locked with a chain lock to prohibit passage through the large iron gate. However, the chain lock is actually open at this moment, and there are obvious signs of prying on it.Tan Zongming's heart beat faster and faster, and the hand that opened the door became cold.

"Fan Shengmei!" He climbed out of the roof and looked around. The night gradually enveloped the city, and the rooftop without lights was silent except for the sound of rain and his own voice.

"Fan—" He ran to the center of the rooftop, and the shouting stopped abruptly.After 20 years of walking in the rivers and lakes, he is still almost terrified by the scene in front of him.

Lizi, who followed afterward, covered her mouth tightly to prevent herself from screaming.

Wang Manchun sat outside the railing that was one and a half tall, with his legs hanging directly on the outside of the building, his clothes swaying in the sudden ups and downs of the wind, and through the pattering rain, his already slender figure appeared more slender and blurred, as if in the blink of an eye. will disappear from everyone's eyes.

"Xiaomei, come back." Tan Zongming leaned closer step by step carefully, and when he was about to touch the railing with one hand, Wang Manchun said suddenly, "Don't move."

He stopped immediately, not daring to go any further.

"Xiaomei, don't do stupid things, think about your parents, how sad they will be if you are impulsive."

Wang Manchun didn't answer.

"Don't worry about everything, Xiaomei, tell me what happened, and I will find a solution."

Wang Manchun still didn't answer, and the rain was still falling. Tan Zongming's hair and shoulders were wet, and her thick long hair had already been tied into thick and thin locks.

"Have I ever told you that I lived a miserable life in the United States? I owed a lot of debt, and all my friends ignored me because they were afraid that I would borrow money; my parents were too disappointed and wanted to cut me off; The girlfriend who was easy to catch also ran away with others, and every morning when I woke up, I wondered how I was still alive." As he spoke, he simply sat down where he was, directly in the puddle, in the same pool as Wang Manchun. Gao Gao talked heart-to-heart, "Xiaomei, you see, everyone will have some hurdles in their life that they think they can't get over. At that moment, they were really desperate, but after getting over it, it's okay to look back. Besides, the sky is falling. With me, if there's anything you can't solve, I'll take care of it for you..."

"You can't handle it." Wang Manchun interrupted him, his tone was indifferent, as cold as ice, "I don't have any difficulties, I can solve whatever you can solve by myself."

"Then why?"

She looked at the distant sky, and the night view of the city in the mist and rain had a nostalgic beauty, "Tan Zongming," she called his name faintly, "if a person is stupid, cruel, vicious, treasonous, defecting to the enemy, murdering, Stained with the blood of an unknown number of people, should she die?"

Tan Zongming's heart tightened. He had guessed a lot about the reason for her sudden loss of control, and this was the last thing he wanted to see.

Money, career, family, and even health, no matter how dangerous the situation is, he believes that he can protect her. Only this one, she is right, the sins that have happened cannot be erased, and her sense of guilt cannot be replaced by him. She shares.

"Xiaomei, although you are unwilling to tell me who Wang Manchun is, but no matter what, she is her, you are you, and you are two people. Besides, she is dead. Whether she should die or not is up to you." worry."

"Tan Zongming, let me ask you, if Wang Manchun stood in front of you, would you kill her?"

"Xiaomei, this question is meaningless!"

"But I want to know! I just want to know if Wang Manchun stood in front of you, would you beat her to death!"

"There is no such if!"

"Why not! Can you just treat me as Wang Manchun?! I'm the blood-stained, traitorous Wang Manchun, Tan Zongming, who wants to kill Mingtai and Mingjing, the heinous, unforgivable Wang Manchun and Tan Zongming. Your conscience says, will you kill me with a single shot!"

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the rustling sound almost covered her trembling and whimpering voices. Both of them were drenched. Tan Zongming wiped off the rain on his face and stood up, saying word by word, "Since you want this , then let me tell you, if I were Minglou, I would."

Wang Manchun turned his head to look at him, under the messy wet hair was a face as pale as a ghost.

"But I want you to know that no matter what you have done, whether you are Fan Shengmei or Wang Manchun, I will never give up on you." He took a step closer to her, a small but firm step, "I am not Minglou, I am It's Tan Zongming."

Wang Manchun closed her eyes, the heavy rain poured down on her upturned face, and her thin back was crumbling on the edge of the roof.

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