"Chen Feng, send her back to Jiangchuan."

A small third- and fourth-tier city that is one or two hundred kilometers away from the imperial capital is also Mu Nanzhu's hometown. It takes only two or three hours to drive there...

"But the president, you..."

"I have my own sense." When Jiang Yushu got out of the car and Mu Nanzhu was about to go down with her, Chen Feng locked the door. Mu Nanzhu was crying and she was already wearing makeup. Her fingernails were tightly slid against the car window.

"…Jiang Yushu, you bastard! You asked me to be by your side forever, but now you take the initiative to not want me, you liar."

Jiang Yushu: “…”

"Yuki, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have left you. That car accident was just an accident. I didn't expect it to make you like that. From now on... I will make up for you for the rest of my life. Let's not be separated, I beg you.

You… don’t send me back.”

"I would be crazy without you!" Mu Nanzhu kept slapping the car window, "Chen Feng, open the door! I want to get off!"

Chen Feng opened the partitions of the front and rear seats and let Mu Nanzhu shout, but he was not moved.

Originally, he wanted to wait until he would talk to her tonight.

However, there was a voice deep in his heart telling him.

It's been long enough.

If he doesn't go back and get her back, his girl will leave him completely.

This time...

What can he do if he lowers his head once?

After all, he cannot do without it!

It was just after nine o'clock in the evening.

Tattoo shop.

A young girl with dreadlocks looks about sixteen or seventeen years old, chewing gum in her mouth. She raised her eyebrows at the handsome, shirtless man in front of her, "This handsome guy...you sure

Do you need to wash it off at one time? This is not a joke. I suggest you wash it in several times, otherwise the wounds you wash will easily get infected. With such a large area, I am afraid I will wash you until tomorrow."

But I have to say that this person has a really good figure and nothing to say, "Actually, you look pretty good with a tattoo..."

Jiang Yushu took out several thick pictures from his wallet, and counted at least more than 1,000 yuan, which was her salary for almost several months.

If you have money, you will be turtle turtle.

"Then you lie down and hold it down a little bit." The girl with a dreadlocked braid pulled the chair and sat down beside him, and began to wash the tattoo on the back of his hand. She touched her fingers lightly, "Have you left scars here before?"

?It seems that there are many, uncle...how did you get it?"

"Wounded." Jiang Yushu looked at the ceiling painted with colorful paint and the dazzling lights.

In fact, there are many scars of all sizes on Jiang Yushu's body, all of which were left behind by his mother's drunkenness. These scars have accompanied him for more than ten years.

Some are also caused by car accidents.

He asked Mu Nanzhu to tattoo him, just like her, just to cover up these scars.

Since you choose to start over, these don't need to be left behind.

Seeing that there seemed to be many secrets hidden on him, the Dirty Girl didn't ask much and began to deal with it carefully.

Back to Nanyuan Villa.

Wang Mei prepared her midnight snack, "...Miss, Young Master Zhan came today, the car parked at the gate, I didn't dare to make a sound in the villa, but later I probably didn't press the electronic password, and it took a while

Leave."

"I understand. I won't eat the midnight snack anymore. I can keep it for you to take it back. I can't eat so much by myself. I'll go upstairs to rest first."

"Hey, okay. Miss. Get some rest early."

Since the entire Nanyuan villa, Wang Mei is the only servant left.

Zhuang Mingyue asked her to move from her small servant room to the fourth-floor room. There were so many rooms that were empty anyway.

Wang Mei looked at Zhuang Mingyue's back and muttered: "Emma, ​​how can I find a second family to such a good family?"

She is very greedy and likes to eat. This is the first time she has vomited ginseng and abalone here. Although she has never eaten these things, she took them home. The old man in their house ate them.

Dexiang, but Wang Mei also took it secretly. She allowed it to do it. She couldn't do it like a thief.

Wang Mei turned off the lights in the living room and took a plate of washed strawberries before going upstairs. Her food was half good and half bad. She had already sent the good ones to Zhuang Mingyue's room. This child was also suffering, so big.

She was the only one in the house, and there was no cold smell at all.

Living is comfortable, but it is not like a home either.

Wang Mei arrived at the room and happened to think of something. She quickly called Wu Guihua and called three times before answering, "Hey, Sister Wu, when Miss Wu comes back, you ask me to call you... Don't worry, she

Now, it's great! When will you come back! Emma, ​​you are not here, I miss you all the time."

Wu Ma: "Cough cough cough..."

Wang Mei: "Emma, ​​why are you coughing? Are you sick? Are you getting better?"

Wu Ma's voice was a little weak: "It's all an old problem, she can do it well. Please help me take care of her more."

Wang Mei: "Look at what you said. Thanks to you, I have such a good job. I will go to the hospital to see you tomorrow..."

The night is silent.

Zhuang Mingyue came out of the bathroom and presented the first prize she won.

Suddenly, a thought came to my mind. Jiang Yushu had left a poem in her exercise book before: Keep the clouds open and see the moon bright...

Now... she seems to have done it.

She didn't blame Jiang Yushu's choice. If she thought about it from Jiang Yushu's perspective, it would be difficult for her to let go. After all,... her existence is indeed special.

Everyone has an unforgettable past.

She never regretted being with Jiang Yushu.

He is very good, but they are destined to be together.

Zhuang Mingyue went to bed, took a few white pills, left a light beside the bedside table, and lay down to sleep.

At three o'clock in the morning, Zhuang Mingyue had a dream, dreaming that her mother was sitting by her bed and her hands were stroking her face, "It seems that Mingyue is really strong and brave, and she has already walked out by herself."

"But...why am I still feeling so uncomfortable? Mom... can you tell me what should I do next?"

"In the future, Mingyue will have to walk alone."

"Mom, where are you going?"

"Mom...it's time to leave."

The black figure gradually disappeared through the door.

"Mom--" Zhuang Mingyue woke up in a sweaty head. She sat up all of a sudden and looked at the time. It was only three in three.

Zhuang Mingyue reached out and turned on the light, and found that her eyes were already blurred with tears and her heart was in pain, as if she was punched hard.

The room was silent, without any sound, a feeling of desolation and loneliness surged into my heart.

Zhuang Mingyue heard a thunderous sound, and she hurriedly closed the window. A huge gust of wind suddenly blew outside, blew up the curtains.

At this moment, the door was knocked quickly, "Miss, Emma is not good, please go downstairs and take a look. I heard the thunder and prepared to go to the yard to collect my clothes. Who knew there was someone outside, it was too dark

I can't see clearly, I'm afraid it's a ghost, I dare not open the door." Wang Mei was afraid and panicked.

Zhuang Mingyue closed the window before opening the door of the room. She looked at the anxious person and said, "Aunt Wang, there are no ghosts in this world."

"I'll go down and take a look."

Outside the door, a figure stumbled towards the villa.
Chapter completed!