Mo Xiuchen disagreed and said, "The loss and the winning depends on the card skills, not what they can win just by wanting to win."

"Aren't you afraid?"

Qin Mu looked at the kitchen with a smile.

What the implication is obvious.

Mo Xiuchen curled his lips and was about to say something when he saw Wen Ran and Jing Xiaocha coming out at the kitchen door with fruit trays.

He swallowed the words he said immediately, turned around and walked over to take the fruit plate in Wen Ran's hand, "Ranran, I'll do it."

"Need not."

Wen Ran smiled and shook her head.

After a while, Bai Xiaoxiao and Bai Yiyi also brought out a plate of fruit.

Wen Ran served some nuts and snacks again.

Several big men played mahjong.

They sat aside and looked at the cards.

The table was not closed until ten o'clock in the evening. In the end, Gu Kai won alone, Mo Xiuchen neither lost nor won, and Wen Jin and Luo Haofeng lost.

Qin Mu got up first and "Go home."

After dinner, his parents and father-in-law and mother-in-law had already walked back to the Qin family. Qingqing and Mo Ziyi went out after dinner.

Qin Mu walked home and did not enter the living room, but drove a car from the garage to the cemetery.

The cemetery at night is already quiet, and it is cold in winter, and there is no one.

Qin Mu closed his coat, came to the tombstone, opened the flashlight on his phone, and on the illuminated tombstone was An Lin's quiet and gentle smile.

In this quiet night, it gives people the feeling that she did not leave, but was just smiling at him in front of her.

Qin Mu was staring at the woman on the tombstone, and a warm feeling rose in Ji Liao's eyes.

A warm smile slowly curled up the corner of his mouth. After a while, he raised his hand to stroke the cold tombstone.

The cold touch penetrated the skin and penetrated the heart, and a trace of pain could not help but seeped into the smile on the corner of his mouth.

The whole person suddenly became cold.

"Lin, are you okay there?"

The wind blows through his ears and blows away his words, but it cannot blow away the sadness between his eyebrows, and the longing for his beloved in his eyes.

"Time flies so fast, you've been away for more than four years in a blink of an eye."

He said quickly, but in fact, every four years has been like a century of long.

Since An Lin left, he has never had a night until dawn, and at first it was always insomnia.

Gu Kai prescribed Chinese medicine for him, but it was useless if he took it.

Only heart medicine can cure heart disease.

The people around him watched him feel sad and sad, getting thinner, but they couldn't help.

A year later, he slowly accepted the fact that he had lost her, and it took another three years. Now he has finally adapted to living alone in this world.

"Do you know?"

He stared at the woman on the tombstone with his longing eyes. She smiled so gently and gently, and he wanted to accompany her.

"I have always wanted to accompany you, but I can't let Qingqing go before. If I leave, her knot will never be able to be untied for the rest of her life."

"But, I'm not sure you're there alone... Qingqing and Ziyi should have visited you together. She and Ziyi finally reconciled again. Ziyi is still our son-in-law, you snatched her more than 20 years ago."

He still remembers how An Lin liked Ziyi back then and robbed him of being a son-in-law.

For fear that it would be too late, Zi Yi was snatched away by another girl.

"We are all relieved to hand Qingqing over to Zi Yi. Just three days ago, Xiu Chen and I had already avenged you and got rid of the sniper who killed you back then. But the revenge has not been taken yet, and the real mastermind behind the scenes has not been punished yet... I'll avenge you."

His eyes gradually became wet.

He wanted to say, "I will go find you when I avenge you."

However, this cannot be said.

He knew clearly in his heart.

Even if he avenged An Lin, he could not go to find her.

She left, but he had to live alone.

It’s not that you are afraid of death, but that you cannot die.

They also have their parents, and he must be filial to their parents. If they really go with her, she will definitely blame him.

A layer of deep sorrow suddenly surged in my heart.

Qin Mu's lonely figure slowly squatted in front of the tombstone, and his voice was so low that it was almost unpleasant, "Lin, if you miss me, come to find me in your dreams, and one day I will go with you."

After he finished speaking, he calmed down his emotions, then sat down against the tombstone, quietly accompanying her to stop talking.

I don’t know how long it took, but the phone ringing rang.

Qin Mucai leaned over and took out his cell phone.

When he saw the caller ID, his eyes flashed and he pressed the answer button, "Hey, A Jin."

"How long do you have to stay with An Lin?"

Late at night, Wen Jin's voice came gently.

Qin Mu was slightly shocked, turned his head and looked towards the entrance of the cemetery.

"A Jin, are you in the cemetery too?"

"Well, I'll wait for you in the car. If you don't come out again, I'll go in and find you."

A few minutes later.

Qin Mu got into Wen Jin's car.

The heated carriage was turned off from the coldness of winter, and soon drove away the coldness of his body.

In the driver's seat, Wen Jinwei turned sideways and looked at Qin Mu with a frown, "You are injured in your arm and don't go home to rest, and you also ran to the cemetery until the third update at midnight. If Qingqing knows, she will be sad again."

"How did you know?"

"I saw you driving in this direction, and Xiu Chen called me again, so I came to find you."

Listening to Wen Jin's words, Qin Mu's heart, which was still occupied by sadness, surged another layer of warmth.

He lowered his eyes and his eyes fell on the instrument panel in front of him, "I'll take a look at An Lin after walking for a few days."

Wen Jin's eyes changed slightly and he didn't say anything.

He didn't know what to say.

It has been four years since Qin Mu has not come out of the sadness of losing An Lin.

He felt that nothing he said was pale and powerless.

He arrived behind him, but Qin Mu did not notice him, so he did not bother him, but sat quietly in the car.

Wait for him.

"How long have you been here?"

Looking up at Wen Jin, Qin Mu asked with a smile.

Wen Jin then raised his eyebrows and said, "You will be here as long as you come. If I don't call you, are you planning to spend the night here?"

"How could it be? It's winter, not summer."

Wen Jin snorted coldly, "You still know that it's winter now, so you can come to the cemetery with so few clothes."

"A Jin, do you think there are everything in this world?"

"What does it mean? I didn't understand?" Wen Jin looked at Qin Mu with confusion. He said it inexplicably, and he really couldn't understand it.

Qin Mu curled his lips and smiled.

Ask another way, "Do you think there are really psychics in this world? Do people really have souls when they die, and can they really meet the living people?"

A hint of surprise flashed through Wen Jin's eyes, "A Mu, don't you think you can see An Lin, right?"

Qin Mu had such an expression, "If there are really psychics in this world, then I want to give it a try."

“Aren’t those lie?”
Chapter completed!