What's going on, playing mahjong, am I playing mahjong with them?
Xing Yasi slowly raised her body and stared blankly at Pan Dongdong, who was sitting at the bottom.
Pan Dongdong shuffled the cards skillfully and said: "Oh, my luck was really bad last night. I lost all my chips in just a few hours."
An'er, who was opposite Pan Dongdong, also nodded: "Yes, Xiaoyue and I have almost lost. We are all three to one tonight. Mr. Xing is the big winner - Hey, Mr. Xing, why don't you wash up?"
As for cards, you don’t want to play anymore after you win, right? You still haven’t slept enough and want to rest for a while before continuing to practice?”
Xing Yasi raised his hand with a confused expression, touched his neck, which still ached a little, and looked around.
This was a well-decorated guest room with two large beds. There were several bonsai plants by the window, and she was wearing moon-white pajamas and sitting on a brown leather sofa.
What she saw was completely different from what she saw before she fainted.
For a moment, she actually had an illusion: Did I not go to Xitang Garden Community at all last night?
Xing Yasi stared blankly at everything in front of her, trying to recall: After I went to Xitang Garden Community last night, I seemed to have been secretly attacked, but why did I end up playing mahjong with them again? Can anyone tell me what happened?
thing?
Xing Yasi closed his eyes hard, shook his head slowly, then opened his eyes and asked in a hoarse voice: "Where is this?"
After she asked this question, Pan Dongdong and others who were shuffling the cards were stunned. After looking at each other, Pan Dongdong raised his hand and touched her forehead, and said worriedly: "Mr. Xing, are you sick?"
Xing Yasi shook his head slowly and asked hoarsely: "Where is this!?"
Xiaoyue frowned and replied: "This is Jiangnan in my dream."
"Dream of Jiangnan?"
Xing Yasi was stunned: "Which dream is Jiangnan?"
An'er answered slowly: "There seems to be only one club in Mengli Jiangnan in the entire Northeast Shen City, which is the club run by Mr. Pan."
"Shenyang City in the Northeast, Jiangnan in the Dream!?"
Xing Yasi was shocked, stood up in a hurry, walked quickly to the window, opened the curtains suddenly, and looked outside.
Through the tempered glass, Xing Yasi could clearly see Pan Dongdong and the other three people behind them, all looking at her with surprised expressions on their faces, as if they had no idea what she was doing.
After taking a deep breath, Xing Yasi lowered his head and looked down.
The sky is already bright at this time. Looking down from here, with Xing Yasi's good eyesight, he can see the billboards on both sides of the street outside, such as 'Shencheng Telecom', 'Shencheng UnionPay', etc.
wait.
Even the license plates of vehicles passing under the window mostly start with the character "深".
"This is in Shencheng, how could it be in Shencheng?"
Xing Yasi was stunned for a long time, then lowered the curtains dejectedly, slowly turned around and looked at Pan Dongdong and others: "Where is Tang Peng, where is he?"
After Xing Yasi asked this question, the faces of Pan Dongdong and others changed drastically again, and even turned a little pale.
"What, did I say the wrong thing?"
Xing Yasi walked slowly to the mahjong table, looked at Pan Dongdong, and asked again: "Where is Tang Peng, where is he? I want to see him!"
Sighing slightly, Pan Dongdong forced a smile and said: "Mr. Xing, it seems that you are really sick. How about we send you to the hospital?"
Xing Yasi shook his head violently and screamed with some pain: "I'm not sick! Pan Dongdong, let me ask you, where is Tang Peng, let him come to see me!"
Pan Dongdong did not answer and lowered his eyes, but Xiaoyue whispered: "Mr. Xing, Tang Peng - he has been dead for more than two months, have you forgotten?"
"What, you, you said Tang Peng passed away more than two months ago!?"
Xing Yasi's body trembled suddenly, and she staggered back a few steps. She looked at Xiaoyue as if she had seen a ghost, and her mouth opened wide.
But I want to laugh: Are you kidding me?
Xiaoyue nodded sadly: "To be precise, it's been sixty-eight days, if we count from the day we saw his body."
"not kidding?"
Xing Yasi's head suddenly hurt, and he couldn't help but raise his hands to hold his head, groaning: "You, you are talking nonsense! I saw him in Beijing last month, and he was still in Xitang Garden last night
The community is waiting for me to retaliate against me - how could he have been dead for more than two months!?"
"Did you see him in Jinghua last month? In what neighborhood was he waiting for you last night?"
The faces of Xiaoyue and others all looked like they had seen a ghost, and they all said in unison: "How is this possible!?"
Xing Yasi slowly walked to the sofa, sat on it helplessly, put her head in her hands and looked at the floor, muttering: "Stop playing, okay, my head is going to explode."
"Stop talking, I'll talk to Mr. Xing. Xiaoyue, go get Mr. Xing a glass of boiling water. Xin'er, please go and prepare the car."
Pan Dongdong walked to Xing Yasi, sat next to her on the sofa, gently held her waist with his right hand, and said softly: "Mr. Xing, I know you may have deep feelings for Tang Peng. After all, he has
Having saved you, it is normal for you to be mentally unable to accept his death. But what I want to say is that people cannot be resurrected after death, and even if he has all kinds of good things, they all belong to the past——
In fact, we all miss him, but we can pay homage to him at his tomb..."
Pan Dongdong didn't say anything, but Xing Yasi suddenly raised his head and stared at her: "Where is Tang Peng's tomb!?"
…
A black Audi car slowly stopped at the cemetery in the eastern suburbs of Shencheng.
Xiaoyue, who was wearing a black suit, got out of the car from the driver's seat and opened the rear door.
Xing Yasi, who looked confused, slowly walked out of the car, raised his head and looked ahead.
Pan Dongdong, also wearing a black suit, walked over and whispered: "Mr. Xing, please come with me."
Xing Yasi said nothing, and slowly walked towards the cemetery with the support of An'er.
The atmosphere in the cemetery is quite heavy. In addition, the weather is not good today and it is early morning, so there seems to be a layer of black gauze floating in the air.
The cemetery may be the most crowded but also the purest place in the world.
Here, you will never see a lady sitting on a chair with her legs spread wide, giving you a slap in the face and saying that you can come here for fifty yuan, but there is no shortage of flowers here.
At the very least, there were a few bouquets of flowers placed in front of Tang Peng's tombstone.
The flowers were brought by Xia Shuai and Hercules. It seems that they also knew that Xing Yasi was coming to visit the eldest son, so they came here in advance as a way to make a stand.
After seeing Xia Shuai and Hercules standing silently, Xing Yasi moved her lips, pushed An'er's hand away, walked quickly to the tomb, and looked at it intently.
There is a photo inlaid in the middle above the tombstone. The guy in the photo is very familiar to Xing Yasi. It is Tang Peng whom she tried to win over a long time ago.
Under the photo, there is a line of words, in traditional Chinese: Tomb of the beloved son Tang Peng.
The date is marked below, and the date is exactly the date Xiaoyue and the others said Tang Peng passed away, which was more than two months ago.
There is no inscription below the date, but if you think about it with your buttocks, you can tell that this is the tombstone erected by Tang Wenju and his wife.
When Xing Yasi squatted down slowly, holding the tombstone with both hands, Pan Dongdong took out his mobile phone and made a call, as if calling someone to come here.
Xing Yasi didn't pay attention, just stared at Tang Peng's photo: I, this is a ghost!
For a long time, he remained motionless.
Whoops, whoops - a gust of wind blew up, blowing Xing Yasi's hair, blocking her eyes, but tears fell down her cheeks, and she murmured: "What's going on, what's going on,
Why did he die? I saw him last month, but why did he die two months ago? Am I dreaming, or are you lying to me?"
A white tissue was handed over by a pretty little hand, and Pan Dongdong's voice sounded: "Mr. Xing, we didn't lie to you. Tang Peng did pass away long ago and died in Iraq. I heard that he died very quickly.
Calm, when the local police found him, he still had a smile on his face... In fact, you all know what I said, because many of us went there, and you comforted Uncle Tang and his wife, and then
Instructed Alice to use Poly Group's overseas connections to bring his body back from Iraq."
"Really? Really? Why don't I remember, why don't I remember anything!?"
Xing Yasi did not go to get the tissue, her legs were weak and she collapsed on the ground, holding the tombstone with her left hand, crying: "How could he die? I haven't really said a word to him. In fact, I care about him so much.
I hope to be with him forever, abandoning all the intrigues and the shitty identity of the Yan family! Just like ordinary people, live happily with him, let him love me, pamper me, annoy me, and make me happy.
If you are angry, try to make me happy again..."
"Hey, Mr. Xing, don't be too sad..."
As soon as Pan Dongdong said this, Xing Yasi suddenly grabbed her hand, raised her head and said sternly: "Pan Dongdong, you are working together to deceive me, right!?"
Pan Dongdong was stunned: "Mr. Xing, what do you mean by this?"
Xing Yasi sniffed hard and asked urgently: "Let me ask you, do you know the Jinghua Yunxiao Pavilion Club!?"
Pan Dongdong nodded and said with a relieved smile: "Of course I know, because I will soon become the boss of Yunxiao Pavilion Club."
Xing Yasi was stunned, then sneered: "You know, you will become the boss soon? Haha, then do you know whose property the Yunxiao Pavilion Club belongs to?"
Pan Dongdong squatted down, knelt on one knee on the ground, and nodded seriously: "Of course I know, it is the property of the Yan family in Central China. Before I took over, the general manager of the club called Hua by mistake. Even though her surname was Hua, in fact, she
He is a descendant of the Yan family."
Xing Yasi paused in tears and asked attentively: "The Yan family in Central China is one of the three great families in China at the time and has tremendous power. And Hua Cuo himself is even more scheming and never suffers losses - why would you replace me!