In the dark, he held a glass of red wine and shook it gently, and the ** in the glass spiraled into a beautiful arc.
The phone rang, and he answered indifferently, "It's me, what's the matter?"
"Boss, we finally discovered what Lian's wife is doing. She actually used a new bank card to withdraw money, not her name!"
"Well, go on."
"I said there was nothing unusual about us staring at her bank account. It turned out that instead of putting money on her card, she gave her another card."
"You arrested her?"
"Yes, she admitted that only she killed him, and said..."
"okay, I get it!"
He stared at the cock in the cup, swallowed it, and walked out coldly.
The car, overnight, drove to the country.
In front of the big new house he bought for the housekeeper's family in the countryside, he parked the car and rang the doorbell with the urn in his hand.
"Who!" Jing Lan's face appeared in the crack of the iron gate, and when Leng Yan arrived, his eyes flashed with surprise. "Yan! Why are you here so late?"
"Zeng's mother's ashes, I sent it!" Leng Yan's eyes fell on the urn in his hand.
Jing Lan's face changed slightly, "She is dead? How did she die?"
Leng Yan looked solemn and his eyes were dark. "The police said it was a suicide. I didn't get your consent. I made my own cremation without permission. Do you mind?"
Jing Lan quickly opened the door and let him in, with a smile on her face, "Of course I don't mind, isn't my mother also your mother? At least it used to be!"
"Really?" Leng Yan said calmly, "But, I don't understand why she committed suicide. Am I unwilling to return to the country?"
"I don't know about this!" She crossed his shoulder and looked back, "Yan, the only one? Why didn't she come?"
"Oh! She is pregnant, it is not convenient, I will let her rest at home." Leng Yan put down the ashes, looked around, "Where is the housekeeper?"
"Oh, my dad is asleep, what's the matter?" Jing Lan replied, pointing upstairs.
Leng Yan put his hands into his pants pockets and shook his head, "It's okay, just ask. Jing Lan, I have always been grateful for your family. Although we made this happen later, but the housekeeper's help to me and your mother I have not forgotten the kindness to me when I was alive, so Zeng’s mother has taken this path, and I am also very sad."
Jinglan's eyes were moist, and she leaned against Leng Yan's chest, "Yan, forgive me. Actually, I never wanted your property. It was my mother who forced me. Yan, would you hate me? Although you I don’t love me, but I still treat you the same in my heart."
Leng Yan was slightly stiff, did not retreat, and patted her on the shoulder, "I don't know why Zeng's mother became such a person, but people die like a lamp, so forget all the past, how can I say her I have loved me once. This time, firstly, I brought back her ashes, and secondly, I also held a small funeral for her. It was not in vain that she once loved me."
"Yan, don't blame my mother, okay?" Jing Lan wailed, "She also planned for me. After all, I am her biological daughter, and she is sick again. She is afraid that I will have no support after losing you. She is afraid of her for a century After that, I didn’t have anyone to care about, so I was on the spur of the moment. In fact, she regretted it later..."
Leng Yan closed his eyes and nodded, "Okay, I said, this is all over, don't mention it again! All I remember is hers! How to say, I used to be her half son I will stay here for a few days until the funeral of Zeng’s mother is over. It’s late, find a room for me to rest."
"Okay!" Jing Lan wiped away her tears, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, leading him upstairs.
Entering the room on the second floor, Leng Yan closed the door casually, shutting Jinglan outside, to the window, the light outside the window was lonely, and it was in stark contrast with the splendor of the city. Will such a night cover more things
He in the silence is elusive...
After a while, a knock on the door of "tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk" and Jing Lan came in with a glass of milk. Right."
"Okay! You put it down, I will drink, thank you!" Leng Yan stood tall and straight in front of the window, and did not look back.
Jing Lan retreated to the door and repeatedly exhorted, "Remember to drink it!"
"Okay!" Leng Yan turned around, Jing Lan's figure disappeared outside the door, he walked to the table and picked up the milk glass...
Tiredness gradually struck him, he lay down in his hips, his eyes closed, and he had clearly fallen asleep.
The door quietly opened a crack, and the lights in the corridor leaked in. A woman in a pink nightgown came quietly, her eyes fell on the empty milk bottle, and her smile spread...
Gently approaching the bed, she lifted the quilt and lay down beside him, breathing his breath quietly on her side, teardrops rolling down.
Yan, do you know how long I have been waiting at this moment
In fact, I really only want to have my own happiness like an ordinary woman. Every night, I can sleep next to my beloved one, and I can see him when I wake up in the morning.
In my opinion, this is what a humble goal in life, but it is all I have, Yan, why don't you give me this opportunity
I love you, I really love you! For you, I can do anything, and my love for you is no less than the only one! Why don't you want to look at me directly
Tears quickly wetted the pillow towel. She propped her arm, looked at his face carefully by the moonlight outside the window, and traced his outline again and again in her heart. She couldn't help but caressed her hand, and the meditation turned into a whisper. .
"Yan, Yan, I love you, don't you know? I have only loved you in my life. I used to be, now I am, and I will be too! Yan, don't dislike me, okay
(End of this chapter)