Chapter 428: Deep Love (1)

That day, Nan Zhi took the initiative to stand up and left the mourning hall.

She didn't want to embarrass Mu Sihan, let alone make the old lady feel uneasy when she left.

When the old lady was buried, light rain fell from the sky.

Xueer cried until she fainted again, and the guests dispersed one by one. Mu Sihan and Yi Fan were the only ones standing in front of the tombstone.

Yi Fan held a big black umbrella for Mu Sihan and stood quietly behind him.

Mu Sihan buried the old lady and his adoptive father together.

Looking at the black-and-white photos on the two tombstones, he felt self-blame, remorse, and resentment... More than that, he felt a deep sense of bewilderment and confusion.

Anyone around him who treats him well seems to have no happy ending.

There was a record in Ye Qing's diary that when the two were born, Ye Qing was regarded as the emperor, but he was regarded as the disaster star. Therefore, his biological parents have not liked him since he was a child.

He has always been trained as Ye Qing's shadow.

Yi Fan answered the phone. After answering, he whispered to the man in front of him, "Master, you have some clues about what you want to investigate. The death of the old lady is indeed as you guessed, and it is exactly the same as Miss Nan's uncle back then." The deaths are similar."

Mu Sihan froze and did not move.

He had watched the video of the old lady's whole process from meeting Nan Zhi to having a heart attack.

No one was assassinated, and no one was poisoned. Only after Nan Zhi left, his emotions suddenly became high, as if he had been greatly stimulated, and finally fell to the ground.

What exactly is this method of killing that is so quiet and undetectable?

"You leave first. I want to spend some time with my father and grandma."

Mu Sihan did not hold an umbrella, and was wearing black clothes and pants, kneeling in the rain and mist. His head and shoulders were gradually soaked with moisture by the drizzle.

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Not long after Yi Fan left, Nan Zhi came over alone.

Standing not far away, she looked at his handsome and thin profile, feeling sour and sad.

She picked up the big umbrella that had been thrown aside behind him and held it above his head.

Xu realized that the person behind him was her. He did not look back, but said, "The old lady has a heart problem. Her heart was already suitable for her. If the operation is successful, she can live for more than ten years."

He looked at the picture of the old lady on the tombstone, and his voice was extremely low, as if coming from deep in his throat, with a low and heavy tone.

He has never been afraid of killing everyone in the mall, and he will destroy anyone who disobeys.

But when it comes to family relationships, he always doesn't handle them properly.

Nan Zhi squatted down and knelt beside him. Looking at his cold and tense silhouette, her almond-shaped eyes were covered with mist, "You have been kneeling for a long time. I think grandma and your father don't want to see you like this. Go back and take a bath and eat something." , have a good sleep again."

Mu Sihan finally glanced sideways at her, without saying anything, and slowly stood up from the ground.

He took the big umbrella and held it above their heads.

Just as he was about to leave, suddenly a figure flashed in the bushes not far away.

He knelt in front of the tombstone for nearly two hours and did not find anyone hiding around. If that person hadn't accidentally made a noise, he might not have noticed it.

The other party should be a master.

Thinking of grandma's death...

Mu Sihan's eyebrows darkened, and he held Nan Zhi's wrist as he prepared to walk forward.

Nan Zhi was startled. She could feel him holding her wrist, extremely stiff.

The surroundings were very quiet, with only the sound of raindrops falling on the big umbrella and each other's heavy breathing.

A gust of cool wind blew over, and goosebumps appeared on Nan Zhi's arms.

As if she had already guessed what he was going to say next, Nan Zhi's heartbeat was so fast that it almost jumped out of her chest. But it was so stuffy that it was hard for her to breathe.

But she was not someone who had not experienced ups and downs. She had considered the consequences of any choice he made.

He pursed his thin lips tightly and was silent for a long time. It was so long that Nan Zhi thought he wouldn't say anything more.

He raised his head and looked at her intently with his dark eyes, which were scarlet and cold, "Nan Zhi, I plan to follow grandma's last words."

Although she was mentally prepared, Nan Zhi's heart still trembled when she heard him say these words.

Her eyes suddenly turned red, but she still squeezed out a smile, "I respect your idea." After a pause, she tried to use a more relaxed tone, "Actually, the old lady came to me that day to ask me to help you. And Cher. I refused at the time... I didn't expect it would lead to such consequences."

Her nose was very sore, and she had to say a sentence intermittently several times before she could finish it. However, she tried her best to suppress the sadness coming from the bottom of her heart, and pretended not to care so much, "Maybe it was a mistake from the beginning when we met. You marry Xue'er. It’s good, I’ll stop having any entangled thoughts from now on.”

His eyes tightened, his big palm holding her wrist became harder and harder, and his thin lips pressed into a straight line.

She could tell that he wasn't feeling well.

Feelings and family affection are often the most difficult propositions to choose.

What's more, grandma's death is between them, and no one can get over it.

Nan Zhi's vision was blurred by water mist.

The man in front of him is obviously very close to him, but he feels very far away at the same time.

From now on, he no longer belongs to her.

Her moral bottom line would never allow her to get entangled with a 'married man' again.

Taking a deep breath, she tried to pull her wrist away, but he held her tightly and refused to let go.

Nan Zhi looked up at him. He stared at her, with pain, tangle, struggle, and depression in his eyes.

Nan Zhi's lips trembled slightly, and her nose became increasingly sour, "We've already agreed, why don't you let go?"

She didn't blame him or resent him.

Only distressed.

Yes, she felt sorry for him.

I don't want him to blame himself, feel guilty and feel so bad, which will only aggravate his condition.

If it is destined to let go of one hand, then just let her go.

Mu Sihan closed his bloodshot eyes, "If you take Xiao Kai away, Xue'er may not want to be a stepmother."

Nan Zhi's heart tightened.

She said she could bear all his choices, but the blood in her body was still a little coagulated.

After the weightless and sinking feeling in her chest slowly eased, Nan Zhi nodded, "Okay, Xiaokai and I will never go to the manor again."

She sniffed hard and withdrew her hand forcefully, "When we meet again in the future, just treat each other as strangers! No need to send me wedding invitations, I won't give you red envelopes."

After saying that, she left first.

After walking several steps, she still couldn't help herself and turned back to look at him.

His dark and deep eyes were glued to her, and there was emotion on his handsome face that she couldn't understand.

For some reason, at this moment, he gave her the feeling that he was the abandoned one.

He threw away his black umbrella and stood under the rain and fog. Although he was so tall, he seemed very pitiful and lonely.