I, Qinghuan

On the day Liu Zhen was buried, it began to snow.

It always seemed like funerals were going to be raining or snowing.Everyone should hold a pair of black umbrellas and stand in front of the coffin of the deceased, exaggerating the last bit of sadness for his death.

Mei Zhongli, Sun Guohui, and Sun Xuxue were all wearing black suits and standing on the right side of Liu Zhen's coffin.Nan Yang was still wearing a thin white shirt, standing on the left side, his eyebrows and eyes were as pale as well water.

Only she and Liu Zhen in the coffin knew that the white shirt she was wearing was the one she was wearing when they first met.Back then, six-year-old Liu Zhen pulled the hem of this shirt and followed her through street after street. He just rubbed the hem of the shirt and asked nervously: Sister, when I grow up, can you Can't come and marry me?

Nan Yang doesn't have a good memory, she can't even remember the age on her ID card.But she will always have the strongest memory for the people she cares about.

Sometimes that's a good thing.Sometimes, it's a bad thing.The dead are dreaming the most peaceful and beautiful dreams, and the living are immersed in the most painful past events of the past.

The clearer you remember, the more bitter you will be when parting.

Sun Xuxue walked behind Nan Yang holding a black umbrella, and helped her cover the snowflakes that were getting bigger and bigger, "Old Ancestor, the snow is getting heavy."

"Bury it." Nan Yang said softly.

Mei Zhongli waved his hand, and four men in black suits came over. Each of them lifted the coffin and walked to the cemetery. Mei Zhongli, Sun Guohui, Sun Xuxue, and Nan Yang followed behind them for the funeral.When he was buried, they took some flower petals and sprinkled them in the soil, and the petals were covered with the soil on his coffin.

After the burial, a cross was erected in front of the tomb, and all of Liu Zhen's friends before his death came to present a bouquet of flowers.

Mei Zhongli released a handful of calla lilies.

Sun Guohui put a handful of yellow and white chrysanthemums overlapping.

Sun Xuxue put a bouquet of yellow carnations.

Nan Yang put a bunch of hawthorn flowers with small and lovely petals.

After presenting flowers, relatives and friends left the funeral scene one after another.Nan Yang stood in front of Liu Zhen's tomb for a while, without saying goodbye.She is not a provocative person, she was silent for a long time before she murmured two words before leaving:

"Thank you."

It was evening when the funeral was over.

Both Mei Zhongli and Sun Guohui went back to the Mei Group to deal with some important matters.After Liu Zhen passed away, a large amount of shares in the company faced the situation that no one would inherit them. Liu Zhen had never married a wife in his life, and his parents died early. They had to consult various lawyers for this.Fortunately, before this burial, they found Liu Zhen's suicide note among Liu Zhen's belongings.He donated all his property to Nan Yang without reservation.Mei Zhongli needs to transfer those movable and immovable properties to Nan Yang's name as soon as possible.

Sun Xuxue still followed Nan Yang, and drove Nan Yang to dinner at night.

At the dining table in the restaurant, Sun Xuxue took a big mouthful of buttered mushrooms and asked vaguely, "Old Ancestor, we're all done here now, are we going to go back to the God Dance crew?"

There are only two days left before the new year, and Sun Xuxue heard that Zhu Qinghuan had really turned down the invitation to the Spring Festival Gala, so she was probably waiting for Nan Yang to go back.Fortunately, Liu Zhen has been buried safely here, and they just had time to rush over.

"Yeah." Nan Yang took a bite of the bun.

"Okay, I'll book a flight tomorrow afternoon, so you can sleep in tomorrow morning, and wait there just in time for Zhu Zhu to finish filming. I asked her today, and she has no show tomorrow night, so she said she can wait for you."

"No hurry," Nan Yang touched the porcelain plate with a fork expressionlessly, "Maybe I won't be able to leave tomorrow."

"What do you mean?" Sun Xuxue was stunned.

The old ancestor wanted to go back to find Zhuzhu, she knew it, the old ancestor was staring at Zhuzhu's dialogue box in a daze every day, she could see that the old ancestor wanted to send a message, but he was afraid of disturbing Zhuzhu.A few days ago, Master Ah Cheng's uncle sent a long paragraph and scolded the old ancestor bloody, but the old ancestor was not angry, he read the passage carefully, then pursed his lips and shook his head. With his fingertips, he uttered the three words "I miss you".

Not long after, Zhu Qinghuan replied with an "um".

That afternoon, the ancestor looked at the lonely "hmm" with a smile in his eyes, and was in a daze for at least three hours.

She missed her so much, even Sun Xuxue could see that she wished she could go to Qing Huan's side right away, why did she now say that she might not be able to leave tomorrow?

"What's wrong? What happened?" Sun Xuxue opened her eyes wide.

Nan Yang seemed to be full, wiped his hands with a handkerchief, and raised his eyes lightly, "Xu Xue, you have been keeping my wallet all the time, didn't you notice that my ID card and driver's license are gone ?"

Sun Xuxue blurted out in surprise: "What?"

Nan Yang didn't speak, stood up calmly, and left the seat without haste.She didn't leave the restaurant, nor did she go to the bathroom. Instead, she turned a corner and went to a seat hidden behind a flower stand. After standing still, she crossed her arms and hugged the person on that seat.

"Is it fun?" Nan Yang asked coldly.

Seeing that her stalking had been exposed, Jiang Banxia didn't panic, and the corners of her lips twitched: "When did you find out?"

Nan Yang ignored her question and stretched out a hand, his eyes were filled with ice: "Give it back to me."

Jiang Banxia smiled evilly: "I have already thrown it away."

"Really." Nan Yang didn't change his face, and glanced at Sun Xuxue behind him, "Xuxue, go and help me make up for it, it must be done before tomorrow night."

Surprised, Sun Xuxue hurriedly stammered and nodded, "Okay, okay, I, I, I will go right away."

"By the way, tell the boss to clear up the scene. I have booked this restaurant tonight."

"Yes."

Sun Xuxue probably guessed what was going to happen next, so she didn't dare to say a word, and hurried to find the boss.

Jiang Banxia smiled enchantingly, twirled her fingers around her curly hair, and said to Nan Yang coquettishly: "What's the matter, Patriarch, you cleared everyone away, what do you want to do with me?"

"I didn't want to waste time with you." Nan Yang lowered his eyes and began to unbutton his shirt on his wrist, "But now it seems that if I don't waste this time with you now, I will waste more time in the future."

"It's about to start unbuttoning, so can't wait?" Jiang Banxia picked up the wine on the table with a smile, and took a sip with squinting eyes.

Nan Yang unbuttoned the cuffs and rolled the sleeves above the elbows, "Put down the wine glass."

"Why put down the wine glass? Why, is the wine glass in the way?" Jiang Banxia put the wine glass back on the table, licking her lips seductively.

"Yes, in the way."

Nan Yang rolled up his sleeves, pursed his lips slightly, unhurriedly took off the BM47 on the belt, and used the forehand windmill to sharpen the knife, swinging the knife away and holding it in his hand as quickly as possible.She took a step forward, bent slightly, and put the blade on Jiang Banxia's left chest heart.

Jiang Banxia looked down at the blade and sneered: "It's intentional to scare me..."

Before she could utter the second half of the sentence, the tip of the knife suddenly pushed into her chest was stuck in her throat forever.

The blade penetrated into her chest to a depth of ten centimeters, almost piercing her body. The blood was blocked in the body and did not gushe out in large quantities.The safety pin of the butterfly blade has not been buckled, the dangerous handle hangs straight in the air, the safety handle has been hung down, and a thin line of blood flows down the safety handle.

"Look, if you hadn't put down the wine just now, you'd be spilling it on my clothes now. What a nuisance."

Nan Yang's voice was very soft, as indifferent as ever.

She let go of BM47, straightened up, picked up the white handkerchief beside her and wiped the blood that accidentally got on her fingertips.

Jiang Banxia opened her mouth, her complexion twisted, as if she wanted to say something.But she opened her mouth with a small arc, and a steady stream of viscous blood overflowed from her mouth, flowing down her chin to her neck.

Sun Xuxue came back at this time, caught off guard and saw the scene in front of her, and covered her mouth to keep herself from screaming.

"Xuxue," Nan Yang threw the handkerchief she had wiped on the table, "take her to the hospital, the place where I stabbed her is still a little away from the heart. Remember to take off my knife and clean it up."

Sun Xuxue bit the back of her hand, took out her cell phone trembling with the other hand, and dialed the emergency number in a daze.

Nan Yang looked at Jiang Banxia, ​​who still retained a trace of consciousness, and said clearly word by word: "I warned you, if you come to provoke me again, I will let you experience the rules of 3000 years ago for yourself. You really don't want to You should try me in the same clumsy way. If I didn't make it clear last time, let me say it clearly now: You better put yourself in the right place, a mediocre person, who wants to dream of me. I hope you understand , Not everyone can be like her, qualified to stand side by side with me."

Jiang Banxia's gaze was slightly distracted.

"You have a heart of admiration for me, I should have said thank you. But you have used this method several times to disgust my life, and it is no wonder that I am like this." Nan Yang stood with his hands behind his back, looking coldly in front of him This ignorant woman said, "That's what's wrong with me. If you care about someone, you care about someone, and if you hate someone, you hate someone. Unfortunately, all you do are the things I hate the most. I leave Your life is for Ah Zhen's face, next time, Ah Zhen won't have so much face."

Sun Xuxue could hear the meaning of Nan Yang's words, if Jiang Banxia dared to make some small moves boldly, Nan Yang might really kill her.

Sun Xuxue knows that Nanyang has the hostility of the Jianghu people in her bones, but over the past 3000 years, she has been able to restrain the hostility very well, and has learned how to respect everyone equally.In the past, it's not that there were such blind people who fell in love with her, and insisted on following her eagerly and refused to leave, but she never had any aggressive behavior, at most she just ignored people.After a long time, the suitor gave up because he was bored.

But no one has ever caused serious obstacles on the road of the two of them like Jiang Banxia.Because of Jiang Banxia, ​​their meeting was delayed for six years.Nan Yang waited for 3000 years, but it was just waiting for decades of staying together in the last life. Every day wasted is equivalent to spending one day less with Qing Huan.How could Nan Yang have no resentment?

Now that she has found Nan Yang again, Nan Yang still doesn't care about her, as long as she doesn't get close to her, she can let Jiang Banxia do the bastard things.However, Jiang Banxia remained stubborn and once again attempted to keep Nanyang with such a poor means. It is no wonder that Nanyang became angry and gave the final warning in an extreme way.

Even so, she didn't really hurt her life.

The result now is the best of benevolence.