"Shen Feng, send her back to Jiangchuan."

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

"But CEO, you..."

"I have my own sense of proportion." Jiang Yushu got out of the car, and when Mu Nanzhu was about to get out with him, Shen Feng locked the door. Mu Nanzhu was crying so much that her eyes were stained, and she pulled the window with her fingernails.

"...Jiang Yushu, you bastard! It was you who asked me to stay with you forever, but now you actively don't want me, you liar."

Jiang Yushu: “…”

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

You...don't send me back."

"Without you, I will go crazy!" Mu Nanzhu kept slapping the car window, "Shen Feng, open the door! I want to get out of the car!"

Shen Feng opened the partition between the front and rear seats and did not move even as Mu Nanzhu shouted.

Originally, he wanted to wait until tonight to tell her these words.

However, a voice deep inside told him.

It's been long enough.

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

This time…

If he lowers his head once, what will happen?

After all, he is the one who can’t live without us!

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

Tattoo shop.

A little girl with dreadlocks who looked about sixteen or seventeen years old, chewing gum in her mouth, raised her eyebrows at the handsome, shirtless, tattooed man in front of her, "This handsome guy...are you sure?"

Do you want to wash it off at once? This is no joke. I suggest you wash it several times, otherwise the washed wound will be easily infected, and with such a large area, I am afraid I will have to wash it for you until tomorrow."

But I have to say that this man has a really good figure and I have nothing to say, "Actually, you look good with your tattoos..."

Jiang Yushu took out several thick sheets of Mao Zedong from her wallet and counted at least more than a thousand yuan, which was almost several months of her salary.

If you don't take money, you are a turtle bastard.

"Then lie down and endure the pain." The girl with the dreadlocks pulled up a chair, sat down next to him, and began to wash the tattoo on the back of his hand. She touched it lightly with her fingers, "Have you ever had a scar here before?

?There seem to be a lot, uncle...how did you get them?"

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

Jiang Yushu actually has a lot of scars on his body, both big and small, all caused by his mother's drunkenness. These scars have been with him for more than ten years.

Some are due to car accidents.

He originally asked Mu Nanzhu to get tattoos for him, just like her, just to cover these scars.

Since you choose to start over, there is no need to leave these behind.

The girl with the dreadlocks saw that he seemed to have many secrets hidden in him, so she didn't ask any more questions and began to deal with them carefully.

Return to Nanyuan Villa.

Wang Mei prepared a supper for her, "...Miss, Master Zhan came today. The car was parked at the gate. I didn't dare to make a sound in the villa. Later, I probably didn't press the right electronic password. After a while, the car was parked at the gate.

Left."

"I understand. I won't eat the late-night snack. I can leave it for you to take home. I can't eat so much by myself. I'll go upstairs to rest first."

"Hey, that's good. Miss, please go to bed early."

Ever since Wang Mei was the only servant left in the entire Nanyuan Villa.

Zhuang Mingyue asked her to move from the small maid's room to the guest room on the fourth floor. So many rooms were empty anyway.

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

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

Dexiang, but Wang Mei also took it secretly. She had permission. She couldn't do such a thing as a thief.

Wang Mei turned off the light in the living room and took a plate of washed strawberries before going upstairs. All she ate were half good and half bad. She had sent the good ones to Zhuang Mingyue's room a long time ago. The child was also suffering at such a big age.

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

It's a comfortable place to live, but it doesn't feel like a home.

When Wang Mei arrived in the room, she happened to think of something. She quickly called Wu Guihua. She called three times before she got through, "Hey, Sister Wu, please ask me to call you when the eldest lady comes back... Don't worry, she

Now, that's great! When will you come back? Emma, ​​I miss you all the time when you're not here anymore."

Wu Ma: "Cough cough cough..."

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

Wu's mother's voice was a little weak: "This is an old problem. She just needs to be well. If you're sorry, please help me take care of her."

Wang Mei: "Look what you are saying. Thanks to your introduction, I have such a good job. I will go to the hospital to see you tomorrow..."

The night is completely silent.

Zhuang Mingyue came out of the bathroom and placed the first award she had won.

Suddenly, it came to mind that Jiang Yushu had left such a poem in her exercise book before: Watch until the clouds open and the moon shines...

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 actually be difficult for her to let go. After all... her existence was indeed special.

Everyone has a past that cannot be forgotten.

She has never regretted being with Jiang Yushu.

He is very good, it's just that there is no connection between them.

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

At three o'clock in the morning, Zhuang Mingyue had a dream. She dreamed that her mother was sitting beside her bed, her hand caressing her face. "It seems that Mingyue is really strong and brave, and she has come out on her own."

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

"Ming Yue will walk alone in the future."

"Mom, where are you going?"

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

The black figure gradually disappeared through the door.

"Mom——" Zhuang Mingyue woke up with a sweat. She sat up suddenly and looked at the time. It was only half past three.

Zhuang Mingyue reached out and turned on the light, and found that her eyes were blurred with tears, and her heart ached, as if she had been punched hard.

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

Zhuang Mingyue heard a rumble of thunder, and she hurried to close the window. Suddenly, a strong gust of wind blew up outside, blowing up the curtains.

At this moment, there was a hurried knock on the door, "Miss, Emma is not okay, please go downstairs and have a look. I heard thunder and was going to collect clothes in the yard. Who knew there was someone outside? It was too dark.

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

Zhuang Mingyue closed the window, opened the door to the room, 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!