Su Nanjin raised his hand with a hint of a smile, but when he touched the cold tombstone, his eyes moved and his smile froze.
"sorry."
It was him who harmed her and failed to protect her.
On the Hukou Suspension Bridge, if Zhiluo hadn't stood in front of him without hesitation, he would have been the one who died now...
The long black eyelashes trembled slightly, and Su Nanjin smiled, still with a bit of astringency.
Then, he was thinking about something, his eyes were firm, and a scarlet light flashed in his eyes: "I will avenge you."
In this world, there is nothing else to miss, except revenge for Shen Zhiluo.
He will avenge her and kill Mo Chen.
Su Nanjin's pupils moved, his hands trembled a little, and he touched Shen Zhiluo's photo again, with an almost pleading tone: "If Mo Chen dies, you can come back, okay?"
Knowing that it was impossible, the man still continued to beg persistently, almost paranoid: "Zhiluo, tell me, you will come back, right?"
For a long time, no one responded, and Su Nanjin blinked.
One drop, two drops, four drops... The hot teardrops hit the rose petals he sent. The teardrops slid down the petals into the stamens and disappeared, but there were more and more, like dewdrops in the morning, making the red and white roses more beautiful. Look pretty.
The man was half squatting, his black hair hanging down, his straight spine bent, and his eyes dim.
Mo Chen was holding a bouquet of yellow and white chrysanthemums and was about to come over. When he stepped on the steps, he looked up and saw a familiar figure, and he stopped in his tracks.
"Mr. Mo, do we still want to go there?" Bai Song hesitated.
These days, the KY Group has been under investigation one after another, and Mo Chen's face has rarely lost the bohemian look, and his expression is light.
It is clear that all this has nothing to do with Shen Zhiluo.
He should hate her, but why did he feel a slight soreness in his heart and couldn't hate her when he knew she was dead?
Knowing that she passed away... I was still a little unhappy.
Shen Zhiluo was the one who shot the bullet in his head before he fell into the river.
"No." Mo Chen pursed his lips, covered the darkness under his eyes, and turned around to leave.
He doesn't want to meet Su Nanjin here yet.
Mo Chen threw the memorial bouquet in his arms onto Bai Song, turned around and said casually: "Throw it away."
It seems like he shouldn't have come today.
Bai Song was stunned for a moment, hugging the flower, and followed slowly.
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Su Shi.
Chang'an leaned lazily on the sofa, glanced at the man who was working hard, and sighed: "Mr. Su, you don't have to work so hard."
He frowned and looked worried. The man concentrated on processing the documents and ignored Chang An at all.
Changan sighed.
Ever since Su Nanjin saw Shen Zhiluo's tombstone, he insisted on being discharged from the hospital immediately when he came back, and then stayed at Su's from morning to night, as if he had been given a shot of chicken blood. I have never seen him so diligent.
He was kind-hearted and stayed at Su's house, worried about any accidents, but these days, the man didn't even look at Chang'an.
Su Nanjin pursed her thin lips into a straight line, stared at the computer screen with deep brows, held a pen in her slender hand, and signed her name on the document in majestic fonts.
Chang'an quietly raised his eyes to observe Su Nanjin's reaction, and said as if unintentionally: "By the way, I have found several female companions for you for tonight's dinner..."
Su Nanjin raised his head coldly with sharp eyes: "Chang'an, get out of here if you have nothing to do."
Changan said, shut up.
Last time, he arranged a female companion for Su Nanjin without telling him in advance. As a result, the female companion was kicked out directly at the dinner party. It was too rude.
These days, Su Nanjin has been reticent, calm and restrained, and only reacts when this kind of thing is brought up.
Chang'an sighed heavily again: "Come on, I have to go abroad to participate in academic research this afternoon. It will take two or three days to come back. You should pay more attention to your health these days and don't make any trouble."
How can a person who has just woken up have so much energy to work from morning to night?
Chang'an glanced at Su Nanjin worriedly, and finally went out to tell Xing Lei.
"Remember to tell me your daily itinerary, Mr. Su, so that nothing unexpected happens."
Xing Lei responded and frowned heavily.
Mr. Su seems to have forgotten Miss Shen these days, focusing on work without feeling a little sad. But the more this happens, the more abnormal it becomes.
"Nan Jin's situation is not right these days. I'm worried that he will go to extremes." Chang'an lost the look of teasing Su Nanjin in the office before and frowned, "If anything happens, please inform me as soon as possible."
Xing Lei agreed, and Chang An looked at the time. If he didn't go to the airport, it would be too late. He said no more and strode away.
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Country A, Brain Neurology Academic Exchange Conference.
Chang An sat in the front row, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper.
The doctor above was still talking: "I received a patient two days ago. This girl miraculously survived after being shot in the head, but she became stupid because of the compression of shrapnel..."
Shot in the head!
Chang'an's eyes narrowed, and he glanced at the doctor's profile, remembering the name.
Dr. Tang, a world-renowned brain expert.
Chang'an didn't hear what Dr. Tang said next, but his eyes were fixed on Dr. Tang without taking his eyes off him.
The person speaking above seemed to feel something, glanced at Chang'an, and continued his speech.
After the speech ended, Changan walked up to Dr. Tang and seemed very interested: "Dr. Tang, I am very interested in your example. I wonder if I can meet this patient with you."
Dr. Tang had heard about Chang'an for a long time. This was an example of academic exchange he had prepared. Unexpectedly, Chang'an was so interested. He immediately agreed and said with a smile: "Okay, I will call the patient's family for advice." .”
Chang'an suppressed his inner excitement and said gratefully: "Thank you, Dr. Tang. I want to help more patients like this girl."
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apartment.
Jiang Xia patiently pointed at the primary school reading and writing book on the large-character book, gritted her teeth and read a sentence clearly.
Shen Zhiluo muttered something, then rolled his eyes and frowned: "Xia Xia, when can we go out to play?"
She was almost bored to death at home these days.
Jiang Xia's eyes flashed, not knowing how to answer Shen Zhiluo's question.
Shen Liangqiu bought a lot of books home, but Shen Zhiluo just lost his memory and still had some foundation. He quickly read all these books, memorized them by heart, and started to get bored.
She is like a child now, eager to go out and fly a kite every day.
But... Jiang Xia thought for a while and said, "When Brother Liangqiu comes back, you can ask him."
Shen Liangqiu was still away attending to official duties, so she could not take Shen Zhiluo out without authorization.
Shen Zhiluo shook his head repeatedly and said in a dull tone: "Brother won't be back until night! Xia Xia, just take me out."
She blinked her eyes, trying to coquettishly make Jiang Xia turn a blind eye and take her out.
Shen Zhiluo's voice was quiet: "No one will know if we go out."
She rolled her eyes and added in a soft voice: "Julia is on leave today, and we are the only two at home."
This chapter has been completed!