The playwright lady overturned again

When Jian Moran woke up, it was already noon.

The weather outside was foggy, and the cold wind was blowing the broken windows of the ward and creaking. Jian Moran was awakened. She clutched the bed sheet tightly with both hands. react to.

On the contrary, the sound of her waking up also woke up Huo Jinyan who was beside him. He looked anxiously at Jian Moran: "Ranran, you're awake, is there any discomfort?"

Jian Moran's head is completely empty now, with a dazed face, unable to remember anything.

She shook her head, feeling a bit of a headache, she quickly stretched out her hands to hold it up, and asked vaguely, "What's wrong with me?"

"Don't move." Huo Jinyan hurriedly held her face to prevent her from shaking her head left and right, "The doctor said that you fainted because of a severe stimulus, so don't shake your head, you need to rest now. "

Her head couldn't bear her violent mood swings in such a short period of time, that's why she felt like a needle prick.

Jian Moran still had a buzzing feeling in his head at the moment, and it took him a while to hear Huo Jinyan's words clearly.

She finally came to her senses, her pupils constricted, she stared closely at Huo Jinyan and asked, "Where's Grandpa?"

She still couldn't believe the fact that Mr. Jane had left.

Huo Jinyan thought she was asking about the follow-up treatment, so he said: "Your elder brother is handling it, the ashes have already been brought back, and a mage is invited to do things."

There is nothing worse than giving up.

Jian Moran's eyes were blank for a moment, and his voice softened, and he repeated in a loud voice: "The ashes..."

Does this mean that she will never see grandpa again in this life...

There was no way to touch him anymore, and she had lost a loved one again.

All Huo Jinyan can say to her now is pale comfort: "Ranran, don't be sad."

"I know..." Jian Moran smiled idiotically, and said, "If I am too sad, Grandpa will definitely walk unsteadily if he sees it in the sky. I won't be sad."

As she spoke, there were tears in the corners of her eyes, streaming down silently.

Jian Moran calmly reached out to wipe away her tears, and quickly acted like a normal person, and then turned her head and smiled at Huo Jinyan: "Look, I'm actually not sad at all."

Huo Jinyan's face was a little more solemn than before, and his brows were wrinkled.

In the end, he hadn't figured out how to appease Jian Moran, and he heard her ask: "I just can't remember, when was the last time I saw Grandpa? What did we talk about, did I provoke you again?" Grandpa is angry?"

Jian Moran really can't remember now.

She always felt that these things seemed to have passed for a long time.

But in fact, she was subconsciously unwilling to recall this matter deeply.

She was afraid that if she thought about it, her emotions would really collapse uncontrollably.

"Don't think about it." Huo Jinyan hugged Jian Moran's head distressedly, and gently smoothed her hair, "Ranran, I really don't know how I can help you, I'm sorry, am I too useless? gone."

Huo Jinyan's relatives were weak, so he couldn't understand Jian Moran's grief.

He even felt that if one day Huo Yunfeng died, he would not be sad at all, and even wanted to open champagne to celebrate.

Now, since he can't understand this kind of feeling, he can't empathize with Jian Moran, so at this moment, even if he holds Jian Moran in his arms, Huo Jinyan feels that there is a lot of distance between him and her.

The joys and sorrows of human beings are really not interlinked.

Jian Moran closed her eyes, took a deep breath on Huo Jinyan's shoulder, and then said: "Okay, I don't want to, let's go back."

After that, she withdrew from Huo Jinyan's arms.Looking into Huo Jinyan's eyes, he said earnestly, "Huo Jinyan, don't worry about me, and you have nothing to feel guilty about. Now, having you by my side is already a blessing in my misfortune."

Her eye circles were a little red, and she couldn't hide the pain in her eyes, but when she said these words, her expression was extremely serious.

Huo Jinyan's expression softened a little, but he didn't say anything more, he just put on Jian Moran's shoes and said, "Let's go, let's go back first, there are still many things for you to do."

"Yes." Jian Moran's tone was flat, "There are too many things to do, I can't fall down."

The company's affairs, Zhou Qunfen's suicide by jumping off a building, grandpa's affairs, and the upcoming shareholders' meeting, all these things were piled up together.

At this time, no matter how sad things are, Jian Moran can only act as if nothing happened, and deal with these troubles little by little.

But no matter how calm and rational he thought outside, when he went back and looked at the white lanterns hanging at home and the black and white photos of Mr. Jian, Jian Moran's mood collapsed in an instant.

She couldn't control her tears at all, her eyes stared straight at the photo, blurred but still stubbornly looking at it, as if she was saying a final goodbye.

Jian Dongxu walked over slowly, handed her a handkerchief, and after Jian Moran took it, he said: "Take your emotions away, come out with me, I have something to tell you."

Jian Moran sniffed and looked at Jian Dongxu suspiciously.

At this moment, many relatives and friends have come to the mourning hall.They are all mourning. At this time, this is indeed not a place to talk.

Jian Moran wiped away tears and followed Jian Dongxu to see the garden.

Jian Yicheng followed them with his eyes. He wanted to find an opportunity to sneak in, but was stopped by Huo Jinyan who appeared from nowhere: "Where is Mr. Jane going? Someone is looking for you over there."

He pointed to the left rear of Jian Yicheng, and joked: "Jane is always thinking about something so obsessed, why didn't you hear it?"

Jian Yicheng really didn't hear anyone calling him just now.

He has been paying attention to Jian Dongxu. After all, Jian Dongxu was indeed a little weird before, but he refused to reveal it to him. Now that Jian Moran just came over, he called Jian Moran out.

If it wasn't something the two of them were planning, he really didn't believe it.

But now there is no chance to go out, Jian Yicheng can only deal with the person who called him, and was dragged by that person to cry for a long time, telling him not to be too sad.

In the garden, Jian Dongxu's face was serious, he looked around first, and after confirming that there was no one outside, he said to Jian Moran: "Before you suspected that someone came to the house, I don't know what you did to irritate the old man, maybe it's true .”

Maybe it really means something?
Jian Moran couldn't understand this sentence, so she hurriedly asked, "Do you know who it is?"

She always felt that this matter was weird, and she always felt that something was wrong.

The doctor said that if he is not stimulated and raised properly, it is impossible for Mr. Jane to faint from heart palpitations.

"I don't know yet." Jian Dongxu shook his head with a heavy face, and said coldly. "After I came back, I asked the security downstairs if anyone had visited the old man at night. The officer on duty was vague at first and refused to tell me."

Jian Dongxu thought that there must be a problem, and when he continued to question, he learned: "I didn't expect the staff on duty to be sleepy in the middle of the night. After squinting for a while, he fell asleep. The surveillance captured people coming in and out, but there was no acquaintance."

The more Jian Dongxu talked, the more dignified his face became, he pursed his lips, and slowly added: "I'm not sure who came to the house, it was too late at that time, and the servants in the house were all asleep."

Although he didn't want to believe it, Jian Moran still said, "Maybe we really think too much?"

But Jian Dongxu shook his head and said, "No, no, when I came back, the servant hadn't gone to work, and the house hadn't been cleaned yet. I found shoe prints at the door of the house. That footprint was a man's footprint."

"What?" Jian Moran's pupils dilated instantly, and he took a step forward to stare at Jian Dongxu, "Whose is it?"

Jian Dongxu took out his mobile phone and handed it to Jian Moran, "Look for yourself, I took a photo, this shoe print does not belong to Ah Cheng, nor does it belong to the old man, so after I left last night, someone really came to the house, but they couldn't Make sure who it is."

Jian Moran stared at the photo on the phone screen.

Jian Dongxu was next to him and continued: "The people who came here may be very close together. It was so dark that night, I don't know that he walked all the way, got mud there, and his footprints went all the way from the steps to the door. If I hadn't rushed back In time, I'm afraid it has been cleaned up."

Jian Moran frowned and asked, "How can you be sure that this footprint is not from Jianyi City?"

Jian Dongxu explained: "I have checked carefully. First of all, there is no mud on Ah Cheng's shoes. Secondly, I also took the shoes of Ah Cheng in the shoe cabinet at home and compared them on the spot. The footprints are smaller than this."

He knew what Jian Moran was suspecting, but he still said patiently: "Xiaoran, Ah Cheng is really not the last person the old man saw before he fainted, maybe he didn't lie, when he came back, the old man had already passed out gone."

The current ones are just their guesses, and Jian Dongxu added: "Don't think I'm making excuses for Ah Cheng, if it's really him, I will definitely teach him a lesson myself."

"I see." Jian Moran's eyes became sharper, and his tone became colder, "I will find out, whoever it is, will pay a heavy price for it?"

Jian Moran's head was unusually clear at the moment, and his thoughts were very fast. He said directly: "If our guess is correct and someone has been to the house, then the study room is the place where grandpa talked with that person, so there must be some Some clues."

Jian Dongxu naturally thought of this, and said: "Don't worry, I will lock the study room when I come back. After the old man was sent to the hospital, no one has entered it. This matter needs to be investigated by a professional person, but... it must be done in secret. Go ahead and don't let anyone know we're suspecting this."

Jian Moran nodded: "I know."

Jian Dongxu stepped forward and patted her on the shoulder, his eyes obviously wanted to say a lot, but in the end he didn't say anything, just said: "Go in first, lest others suspect anything."

Today in Los Angeles, the weather is exceptionally/cold.They didn't talk for a long time outside, their noses turned red from the cold, and their eyes were also a little red from crying before.

Now that this expression goes back, it will not make people suspicious at all.

Jian Moran returned to the mourning hall, but his mind kept thinking about what Jian Dongxu said just now.

Who will it be?

The person who allowed Grandpa to receive him in the study at that time must be someone he knew, and he should have said something very important and had to be said, otherwise he would not have come to the door at that time.

What would you say?
It was too mysterious, Jian Moran felt like he was trapped in a fog, and everyone around him had a dull but hypocritical face.

She couldn't tell who was the real villain at all.