Except that Sheng Qizhou has become closer to me recently, nothing else has changed. Sheng Shichang still doesn't treat me well. Shao Manzhu treats me more affectionately than my own mother treats me.

I dealt with it as usual, and it was a happy time, and on the surface it looked like a family.

During the dinner, Sheng Qizhou answered a phone call, and then his face suddenly turned pale. He, who had always been calm and unhurried, even slipped his cell phone from his hand.

Shao Manzhu asked Sheng Qizhou what happened.

It took half a minute for Sheng Qizhou to come to his senses, stand up and walk out, "I want to go to the United States immediately."

I saw his panicked look, and I probably guessed something.

Something happened to Wenwan.

Sure enough, Secretary Bi also called me long distance at this time.

She was such a calm person, but her voice was trembling at the same moment, but she controlled herself to finish speaking.

She said: "Wenwan's heart transplant operation failed and she died on the operating table."

That's probably what she meant. Anyway, she said a lot, but I only summed it up in this sentence. Then I calmly responded: "Yes, I understand." and hung up the phone.

I didn’t know if there was something wrong with my complexion. I thought there was nothing unusual about me, but Shao Manzhu asked me again what was going on.

"It's nothing, it's just that my ex-wife died on the operating table." I answered Shao Manzhu and continued eating my meal.

The rice cooked by the Sheng family is also very beautiful, it reminds me of the rice Wen Wan cooked for me, which is just like Pearl, too beautiful to eat.

So I really couldn't eat any more, so I stood up and pulled out my chair, "You guys can eat! There's still something to do in the company, so I'll go back first." Regardless of them calling me behind me, I walked out of Sheng's house.

I have to mention that today is New Year's Eve, and even a wealthy family like the Liansheng family has a peaceful and warm atmosphere.

I walked on the street and drove to my destination, and then somehow, I arrived at the gate of G University campus.

I took out my business card and walked in without waiting for the other party to greet me.

That night, I visited every place I had ever walked with Wenwan.

I lay on the bench under the tree, expecting the 17-year-old her to appear in front of me; I sat under a flower tree and looked in a certain direction.

Without her.

It's just pitch black.

I can't find her, I can't see her.

Finally, I smashed the window of the library and entered the library. Using the light of snow outside the window, I walked between the two bookshelves.

I clearly remember that at that time I was tired of her yelling from the seniors over and over again, so I pulled her here, grabbed the back of her head and kissed her.

It was her first kiss, and it was also mine.

Before kissing her, I looked up a lot of kissing techniques from the Internet. It turned out that she was very addicted and she collapsed in my arms.

I sit down.

On the day of the dinner, she asked Secretary Bi to hand over the red sweater to me. I remember that when I packed up her clothes and took them to the Rong family, the sweater was only half knitted. She obviously sacrificed too much to be able to hand it over to me that day.

It took me a lot of sleep to get out of it.

I always thought that she wanted to die and she didn't care about anything. I held Song Chuning in my arms and she didn't show any anger at all. But at the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau, she stretched out her hand and wished me happiness.

When she returned to the car, she fainted.

I rushed over and hugged her and realized that she actually held on until I completed the divorce procedures. Just like her "I wish you happiness" and just like her saying that her wish was fulfilled, she didn't want to be bound by a piece of marriage anymore.

I.

Now that she is dead, I don't feel sad at all, and I don't shed a single tear. Instead, I feel very relaxed.

Because in the past few days when she was away, I felt that living was too boring. I had the idea of ​​​​suicide countless times. Now Secretary Bi said that she was dead. Regardless of whether it was true or not, I finally found an excuse for myself to be completely relieved.

I can sacrifice myself and let her live alone, but after she dies, I can no longer live alone in this world.

I am not afraid of death, but I am most afraid of living alone in this world.

I will die with her, this is never just talk.

I love her more than myself.

Give me the whole world and I don’t want it.

I just want to be gentle and I just want to be the number one in her heart.

At this moment, I was wearing the red sweater she knitted, and the gun was pointed at my chest.

"Wanwan, don't be afraid of death. I will accompany you and I will not let you be alone. I will follow you forever if you go from poverty to death."

"boom"!
Chapter completed!