Time and you are my fault

Two days later, the police issued an accident finding.

The brake system of the vehicle was artificially damaged, and the suspect is being traced.

But the Zong family knew who the murderer was and had already caught it.

Some relatives from outside the family proposed to set up a tomb for Chu Yi, but such an idea was rejected by Zong Yanxiu and Qiao's parents!
Lian Shanshan even beat the man out.

All the people close to him are waiting for Chu Yi to come home.

Early the next morning, Cheng Xiangyi knocked on the door of Zong Yanxiu's room with his servants, but there was no answer for a long time, so he pushed the door open and went in.

The room was tidy, but empty.

Zong Yanxiu was gone.

The manor was in chaos.

It was only after checking the surveillance that Zong Yanxiu left alone at three o'clock in the morning.

His cell phone was not answered and no one knew where he was.

He came to Xinghe Bay alone, and came to their new house.

The room still maintains its wedding attire, the fruit plate of the premature baby on the coffee table has not been removed, and the happy words on the window have not had time to take off.

It seemed that everything was waiting for them to go home.

But now, he is the only one who returns home.

Looking at everything around him, he felt that this place was illusory and confused.

He stood alone in the living room, utterly lost.

Suddenly, there was the sound of tableware colliding in the kitchen.

He suddenly looked up, and a blurry figure poked his head out from inside, "What are you doing in a daze? Come and serve the food, we are going to eat!"

With red eyes, he ran over staggeringly, expectant and cautious in his voice, "Chui!"

However, when he came to the door of the kitchen, it was empty.

No utensils, no meals, no people, nothing.

The heart was broken into pieces inch by inch.

He clutched his chest and squatted down in pain.

Holding his dazed body, he returned to the bedroom.

The brand new red bed didn't have any familiar smell.

He went to the cloakroom, took out the clothes she had worn in the past, carefully folded them and piled them on the bed.

He was lying on one side, hugging the clothes on his side into his arms, as if he had hugged her to sleep for countless nights in the past.

"Yiyi, I'll be here, waiting for you to come home."

The familiar breath soothed his tired nerves and made him fall into a deep sleep.

No one knows how long he slept.

When I woke up, the sky was dark blue.

The cell phone is full of calls and text messages from relatives and friends.

He didn't look at it.

I went to the cloakroom to pick out a formal black suit, black shirt, and wine red tie for the wedding day, and then went out.

When I saw Shiyue, the nearly 60-year-old man had all white hair, broken limbs and veins, and became a complete useless person.

During this period of time, Zong Yanxiu did not see Shiyue, but the Mo family did not show mercy.

Shi Yue was tortured until he lost his human form.

He looked at Zong Yanxiu's still tall and straight figure, his eyes were about to protrude, "The people of the Zong family are heartless! Chu Yi died for you, but you are still fine! Hahaha!"

"Why don't you speak! You're dumb! Ah!"

"Little bastard! You have inherited the cold blood of the clan family!"

No matter how clamorous Shi Yue is, Zong Yanxiu always has a flat face.

It seemed that his words could not cause the slightest disturbance.

After a long time, he said lightly, "When I offered a reward for Jing's life in the international black market, one billion."

Shiyue froze all over, then raised his head in disbelief, "You...you dare!"

"Dollar."

The man added in a calm tone.

"You! Why are you rushing to me! You really think highly of him! One billion dollars! Zong Yanxiu, you little bastard!" Shi Yue's chest heaved violently, but it was useless, and he couldn't protect himself now.

"I also said that something came to me, but did you let my family go?" The man slowly leaned over, his cold and sinister breath wrapped around Shi Yue.

He was dressed in a black suit, and he looked more solemn and cold than in the past.

"Don't worry, I will let you live long enough to witness Shi Jing's death with my own eyes." A clearly visible arc was drawn on the corner of his lips.

Then, he turned around and strode away.

Shi Jing never did anything to hurt the Zong family.

But Chu Yi, Chu Yi never did anything to hurt Shi's family.

Why should Shi Jing live well in the world and let his Yi Yi sleep on the cold and dark bottom of the sea.

Shiyue made him feel miserable, so he made Shiyue's life worse than death.

When the door was closed, Shiyue's heart-piercing insults still came from inside.

The sun rises, and it's a new day.

He drove to the Chu family's villa.

After the car was turned off, he finally started to look through the messages accumulated in his phone, replying one by one.

The elders of Qiao's family searched near the sea area for nearly half a month before, and finally gave up.

In fact, it doesn't take half a month at all, as long as it is not found in two days, then let alone whether the person has a chance of surviving, just talking about the body, it has long been swept away by the undercurrent.

How far it will go, no one can predict.

Mrs. Qiao, a white-haired person, gave away two generations of black-haired people, and she couldn't get sick.

Qiao Mingshan was packing Chu Yi's belongings, and at the same time planned to take Chu Wanxing and Zong Jiashu away.

In the Chu family's villa, Lian Shanshan guarded the child and refused to let anyone approach her.

Her almost collapsed mood reached its peak after seeing Zong Yanxiu.

"Are you also here to snatch the child? You are not welcome here! Get lost!"

"Chui isn't dead yet! She's not dead! You all want to take the child away! I promised her to take good care of the child until she comes back! None of you can take them away!"

Zong Yanxiu looked at Chu Wanxing behind her, the little guy didn't know what happened.

He smiled faintly, "I'm not here to fight for the child."

"Then what are you doing here!"

"I want to see where she lived as a child."

Chu Yi told him that her childhood life was very happy, but he had never carefully looked at the traces of her happiness in the past.

Now, here he is.

The swing in the yard is her favorite place.

The greenhouse in the backyard is a secret base for her and her mother.

In her bedroom, a little childhood secret is engraved under the bed.

He was the same, watching with great patience.

Picking up a photo of her childhood from the bedside table, the little girl in it was wearing a junior high school uniform, about twelve or thirteen years old, with a high ponytail, raised her chin towards the camera, cute and cute.

His fingers gently stroked the little face above, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This was the year when she first fell in love with him.

Lian Shanshan looked at the man vigilantly, for fear that he would take something away without permission.

But to Lian Shanshan's surprise, he didn't do anything.

After a careful tour of the villa, he spent the morning with the children in the nursery.

Later when he finally came out, Lian Shanshan saw him kneeling in front of Mrs. Qiao's room, didn't go in, just knelt on the ground, kowtowed to the door, and left calmly.

Lian Shanshan suddenly felt that there was no trace of sadness in him, and even felt that the sadness of the past month was just faking!
He was so calm, as if he had already come out of the grief of losing a loved one.

After that, Zong Yanxiu returned to the manor.

Cheng Xiangyi's face was haggard, and the swelling around her eyes never disappeared.

However, in more than a month, the family was completely disbanded.

The daughter-in-law fell into the sea without a trace, and the son seemed to have peeled off several layers of skin. She was so painful that she couldn't stop crying.

At dinner, Zong Yanxiu was calm as usual, chatting with his family, serving food for his mother, and telling the old man to pay attention to his health.

He even told his mother about Chu Wanxing and the real Zong Jiashu, and now the child is in Lian Shanshan's hands.

"Grandpa, Mom, if Shanshan insists on taking care of the child, don't fight her."

"Inkstone?"

"Shanshan took them to wait for Yiyi to come back."

At the dinner table, everyone fell silent.

After dinner, he left the manor.

When returning to Xinghewan, I passed by a flower shop and went to bake a bouquet of Chu Yi's favorite tulips.

He went back to their new house with the flowers in his arms.

In the bathroom, there are more than a dozen diaries handwritten by Chewie on the shelf.

Every book in it records bits and pieces about him.

Next to the diary, is his handwritten calendar and his razor.

A sentence is handwritten on today's calendar. [The sun is very warm and the blue sky is beautiful, but I think, on such a day, you should be by your side. 】

He was wearing a black suit, the button of the black shirt was buttoned to the last, and the tie was neatly tied squarely, solemn and serious.

There was the sound of running water in the bathtub.

The tulip petals and leaves are covered with drops of water.

He looked at the mist in the bathroom, as if he saw Chuy's smiling face.

He slowly closed his eyes and touched the thing next to the calendar.

It seemed that her warmth still remained on it.

The screen of the mobile phone in the living room suddenly lights up, and the time shows 9:18.

Countless phone calls and text messages poured in, and the buzzing was endless.

The two couples downstairs were arguing red-faced over the custody of their children.

At the gate of the community, several cars rear-ended, and the sound of horns rang through the sky.

That moment.

The sound of all things dissolves into nothingness.