"In fact, you don't have to be so sad, this woman is not a good person." Zhang Yuan said after releasing Murong Xinluan's hand.
"What do you mean?" Murong Xinluan was a little displeased, saying bad things about others in front of the deceased, which is very annoying.
"According to what I've heard, this woman was sent by an organization to monitor you." Zhang Yuan was not affected by her expression, but continued. He didn't want Murong Xinluan to cry for this spy.
"You are wrong, the person sent by a certain organization is not her, but another person, I know." Murong Xinluan was talking about Hua Xie.
"That's the same. Important actions that can be organized will always send more than one man." Zhang Yuan tried to make it clear.
But Murong Xinluan didn't buy it. He looked back at the big picture of Aunt Bai and said, "No matter what, everyone is gone. Please stop talking about her slander, okay?"
Zhang Yuan helplessly smiled, "You always trust others so credulously."
Murong Xinluan put on a suspicious look again, turned her head, frowned, and raised her eyelids, which made people feel very naughty, "Really, have we met before? Why do you listen to your tone? It’s an old acquaintance."
Zhang Yuan's smile increased, and he continued: "I know that no one is forcing you to stop eating breakfast. That would cause hypoglycemia. I know a very good breakfast shop nearby. Would you like to try it?"
Murong Xinluan looked at him again, "It seems that you did a lot of homework before you came, but I'm afraid you will be disappointed."
She regarded Zhang Yuan as a rich man who wanted to pursue her, but Zhang Yuan didn't say much, just smiled and said, "Don't worry, I have a girlfriend."
On this day, Zhang Yuan spent almost all of his time in the funeral home, accompanied Murong Xinluan, and helped her with some preparations, until the arrival of Aunt Bai's family in the afternoon.
Although the location is not ideal, the atmosphere is not so good, full of grief, but Zhang Yuan's mood is very good, maybe this is a little disrespectful to the deceased, but Zhang Yuan's mood is really good.
He seemed to have traveled through time and space and returned to the carefree days when the two were together. This is what he has been looking forward to for a long time and what he dreamed of. He has no reason to be unhappy.
Although it was the first day they met, the two had a very speculative chat. Because Zhang Yuan can understand Murong Xinluan’s personality and preferences, she can always talk about her thoughts, and Murong Xinluan seems to feel very kind to this new friend, so the two of them quickly let go In their hearts, they are like friends who haven't seen each other for a long time, and they meet again after a long time, and they keep on talking.
"You really look like one of my... relatives, but they look different." Murong Xinluan said suddenly when she parted. She stretched out her hand to shake Zhang Yuan's goodbye, her eyes looked promising.
"In fact, is appearance so important? Appearance is just a coat that is put on the outside of everyone's soul. If this person is really valued by you, then you will recognize him by what kind of coat he wears." Zhang Yuan's words are a little bit overwhelming, but they are very obvious, and the meaning is ready to come out.
He didn't say that I was You Ying. It was not that he wanted to hide from Murong Xinluan, but that he didn't want to be more direct. He suddenly thought, since everything in the past is over, why can't you just leave the past and start again? At the beginning, this is a new identity, a new story, putting aside the unhappiness of the past, those gloomy days.
After listening to Zhang Yuan’s inexplicable words, Murong Xinluan’s eyes were a little confused, not knowing whether he was thoughtful or confused. For an ordinary person, changing like clothes is indeed a bit of a shame. think.
But Zhang Yuan didn't explain much. He believed that this clever girl would understand, so he left.
When he turned around and walked away, Murong Xinluan's pleasant voice suddenly sounded behind him: "Zhang... Hai, my plane will be at noon tomorrow."
"I will see you tomorrow." Zhang Yuan turned around and walked backwards to the parking lot. At the same time, he waved his right hand to Murong Xinluan. He smiled brightly, just like the warm sunshine at this moment.
On this day, Zhang Yuan is happy, but Miwei is anxious. Zhang Yuan loves a beautiful and kind girl, but Miwei is in love with an equally beautiful but very cold-blooded woman. The story is so simple. Is it? Good people get rewarded, but wicked people get punished? Should the ending be like this
What Minwei is anxious about is that Ashley is missing. Although he knows her code name, Minwei still likes to call her Ashlee.
Mi Wei has already gotten a call from Zhang Yuan, saying that Ashley has cancelled the mission, and may not know how long and when she can meet in the future.
Zhang Yuan didn't know why he made this call, why he told Mi Wei the news, shouldn't he hope that Ashley disappeared as far as possible? The earlier you go, the better? Tell Mi Wei like this, isn't he asking him to keep her
People's minds are far more complicated than imagined. A thought or an impulse will be like a butterfly's wing on the other side of the Atlantic, flapping it, and then, there is a storm here.
Hearing that Ashley would not return, Miwei couldn't wait to get in touch with her, but from the morning on, she couldn't get through to Ashley's mobile phone, and it was always turned off.
Mi Wei was anxious, but he didn't mobilize all the subordinates to inquire about Ashley's message. He is a clear-cut person, and he doesn't want to do this, even though he is the boss.
The Zhonghai Gang is a underworld gang with division of labor, organization, purpose, and discipline. This is what Miwei advertises. He will not break the rules himself, and will mobilize everyone only when it is for the benefit of the whole gang.
But in the evening, Mi Wei became more and more anxious. He worried that Ashley would encounter something unexpected, after all, she was doing a business of licking blood.
But at this moment, Ashley's phone finally turned on, and Milway was relieved. He didn't want to end this sudden relationship without even saying goodbye.
"Where did you go? Why didn't I turn it on all day? What's the matter? What happened?" Miwei asked a series of questions. He didn't say that I was worried about you, but the worry was beyond words.
"I've been doing private business for a day today. I'm a bit tired and want to sleep." Ashley ignored Miwei's countless questions and immediately ended the conversation. After thinking about it, she added: "Will you go to the airport to see me tomorrow?"
Wei agreed, and then asked without giving up: "What private matter, can I help?"
"No." Ashley finished speaking but changed her words again, "Perhaps... you can help."
This is a secret that belongs to her personally. She doesn't want to tell anyone, but she needs the help of a capable person in China Overseas, and Miwei is a trustworthy and capable person.
"Then you say it." Mi Wei listened intently.
"I will tell you at the airport tomorrow."
…
The breeze was blowing, the sky was full of red clouds, and a ray of golden sun dyed the world with a layer of gold powder.
The weather was surprisingly good, and the mood was surprisingly good. Zhang Yuan hummed an unknown tune and walked upstairs to Liu Jing's house at a brisk pace.
In the previous life, it was a red love, falling in love, but not being able to be together. In Zhang Yuan’s memory, those sad thoughts, those pains in the dark night, are always greater than those happy memories, happiness is always an instant, and The whole story is pretty impressive.
But this life is different. This is a brand new life, and there is no longer a blood relationship with Murong Xinluan, and he is no longer a killer who can't stand up or be exposed.
This time, he can safely, boldly, and unscrupulously love.
Walking into Liu Jing's house on the top floor, I found that the three girls hadn't gone out, and they didn't know what they were talking about, making Xiao Lanruo blushing, she was really cute.
"Lan Ruo, shall we go to the riverside to eat seafood tonight?" Zhang Yuan couldn't hide his excitement, walked to the sofa and said.
"Don't go, women talk, men don't inquire." Fan Jiaojiao pushed Zhang Yuan away irritably. She just couldn't see the excitement of this kid, and she knew which girl he got into love again. Up.
No way, Zhang Yuan was driven out by the girls, so Zhang Yuan had no choice but to go to the study and turn on the computer, check the mailbox, and found that Takeda's reply had come.
The reply was very short, just a few words, "The plan is good, and the time is set at midnight on Sunday."
"Sunday, tomorrow." Zhang Yuan let go of the mouse and looked at the LCD screen. Takeda and the others were very anxious. They sent them a topographic map yesterday, and can't wait today.
In fact, Shingen Takeda also considered it. Of course, it’s best to choose such a thing on a holiday with weak defense. Many people have a holiday on Sunday, and many people also participate in activities during the day, and they all relax, and those members of the Japanese Honor Group They are always on standby.
Zhang Yuan thought about it back and forth, and said to himself: "It's good to come early, you can't wait to die, you can't blame me, but it's temporarily cheaper for Gu Yueyang and the others."
After Zhang Yuan finished speaking, he picked up the phone and called out, "Hello, sister Xiaorou? Are you going to work overtime