At this moment, she stared blankly at the huge LED TV that had long been extinguished and hung on the wall. Five minutes ago, it was playing over and over again: Yang Mufan takes the three brothers from the Tian family to Hawaii, USA.
, came out of the room where her father lived. Sirius actually held a bloody knife packed in a plastic bag in his hand. And the time shown on the surveillance video was exactly: eight years ago.
No wonder, since seven years ago, no matter how hard she searched for Mu Zhenwen, there was still no news.
It turns out that he is no longer alive.
No wonder she had a nightmare a few days ago, in which she dreamed that Mu Zhenwen was standing in the courtyard of Xishangyuan, covered in blood, calling her Xiaoqing, and kept telling her that he hurt so much and that his wound hurt so much.
It turned out that it was her father who was entrusting her with a dream, telling her how tragically he died at a certain moment that she didn't know.
Mu Wanqing's whole body was shaking violently.
Her face was pale, without any trace of blood.
It was exactly 2pm when I saw this video.
She burst into tears from the beginning to the last moment when she couldn't shed a single tear.
Mu Wanqing looked at the sky, which was so dark that there was no star, and murmured to herself: "Dad, it's all your daughter's fault. It's your daughter who didn't protect you. Dad, it was your daughter who killed you. It was your daughter who was unfilial.
I made you die so miserably and painfully. Dad, I’m sorry, I’m sorry!!”
"You once said that when your daughter becomes a mother, you will take your grandson to do your favorite pottery. You will make many cups with our photos on them, and you will also print your mother's photos on them.
.Dad, my daughter has been a mother for a long, long time. Over the years, she has never given up looking for you. Why did you lie to your daughter and not take your grandson to do pottery?! Dad...Dad..."
Wei Zhehan paced back and forth outside the door, but never had the courage to knock on the door. He knew it would be cruel to let Mu Wanqing know the cruel truth.
From the moment Mu Wanqing locked herself in the room, no matter how thick the door was, it could not cover up her wailing cries. At that moment, he felt extremely regretful and at the same time blamed himself to the extreme.
If he had known that she would be so sad and in such pain, he would rather this secret disappear forever and not be known to anyone.
After mustering up all his courage, Wei Zhehan finally knocked on the door: "Wanqing, please open the door and let me in, okay?! Wanqing..."
As he knocked on the door, he clearly heard the sound of a cell phone ringing over and over again inside the room.
Wei Zhehan couldn't help but frown even more tightly. His eyes were full of pain: "Wanqing, don't do this. Please open the door and let's have a good chat, okay?!"
However, there was no sound or movement in the room.
Mu Wanqing looked at the phone number that kept jumping on the screen of her mobile phone that was left on the floor. Her eyes were filled with deathly silence. After an unknown amount of time, the mobile phone finally went silent, and the screen finally fell into darkness.
Just like this, she kept sitting in the same position for an unknown amount of time. Mu Wanqing then faced the darkness and said to herself: "Dad, are you here?! Xiaoqing knows that you must be here. You love me so much
Xiaoqing, I am so reluctant to let go of Xiaoqing, it is impossible not to stay with Xiaoqing. Dad, my daughter will not let you die so miserably, and she will not let you die with eyes closed and full of hatred..."