Shengshi only drank a few glasses of wine, but when he got into the car, he felt a little dizzy. He vaguely heard his cell phone ringing. He stretched out his hand and touched it for a long time before taking it out of his pocket.
He glanced at the caller ID and saw that it was the call from the Sheng family's old residence. His eyebrows flashed twice before he cut off the call.
Not a second passed before the call came again. This time Shengshi raised his hand and turned off the phone.
Then he started the car and drove along the wide road, straight to the door of Villa No. 001 in Yushu Linfeng.
He didn't drive the car in, but parked it outside. He could see the dim lights on in the master bedroom on the second floor.
He turned off the car and stood at the door for a long time. The dim yellow street lights shrouded the street quietly. After a long time, he took out his mobile phone and turned it on. He saw that there were eighteen missed calls, including the old man of the Sheng family.
There were 9 homes occupied, and there were a lot of text messages. He was too lazy to read them, so he just looked at the calendar, pointed at the next month, and saw September 29th, with a notepad below that he marked as the wedding anniversary.
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wedding anniversary
Shengshi looked at these five words and felt a little panicked.
After a while, he and she had been married for three years.
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Gu Lanshan went home to rest for about a week before going to work at SH News Agency.
Days went by as usual.
But she just never saw the prosperous age.
Even Sheng Shi's figure could be captured in some tidbits she saw in the office, but now, she found that there was no news about him even here.
The servants at home are no longer like they used to be. Every time she comes home, they will report news about the prosperous age to her immediately.
Therefore, for Gu Lanshan, the prosperous age was really like evaporating from the world. She never saw him again, and never heard from him again.
The time after that passed quickly.
In the blink of an eye, Teachers' Day passed on September 10th. On that day, Gu Lanshan went to the flower shop to order a bouquet of flowers and had them delivered to the university tutor's office.
After September 10th, the summer in Beijing has begun to weaken, and the weather has gradually turned cooler.
The wound on Gu Lanshan's wrist had completely healed, leaving only two hideous scars.
From the time she committed suicide by cutting her wrists, she has not seen the prosperous life for seventy-two days.
Until the day of September 27th, which was a weekend, Gu Lanshan was woken up by a phone call during her lunch break. She turned on her phone and saw the number on the caller ID, and her expression suddenly became deadlocked.