Mu Chuan Xiang Wan

Chapter 441, Wife Fan (Part [-])

"stand at attention!"

"Hats off!"

"salute!"

The police officers lined up neatly took off their hats one after another, paid attention, and saluted.

Tu Liang's body was lying in the ice coffin in the middle of the hall. His body was peaceful. He was dressed in a police uniform and covered with bright party flags. The yellow and white chrysanthemums around the ice coffin matched each other like a staircase, solemn and serious.He was surrounded by flowers, soundless, sleeping straight and straight like a pine.

Amid the low-pitched dirges, the old leader presiding over the ceremony recited the eulogy in grief.

"Comrade Tu Liang, who has been a police officer for 12 years, has participated in the detection of more than [-] criminal cases of various types... Self-restraint and dedication, brave and fearless, always fighting on the front line of public security... The title of Excellent People's Police, won the third class three times and the second class once..."

Along with the cadence of the old leader's eulogy, the electronic display screen in the memorial hall has been scrolling the life story of Tu Liang.

His smiling face on the training ground is covered with sweat,
The smiling face of him standing on the podium with the trophy in his hand,

He sat at his desk thinking hard,

The way he looked with great agility when he captured the crime...

A series of memorial photos brought her voice and appearance before her, as if Tu Liang was right in front of her eyes.

In the hall, there was a low sobbing sound.

Among the crowd outside the hall, some people cried softly...

After the eulogy was finished, while queuing up to pay homage to the remains, the oppressive atmosphere in the hall finally collapsed, turning into a sea of ​​crying.

"Old Tu, brother is here to see you off for the last time!"

"Brother Tu, let's go!"

"Old Tu, be a brother again in the next life!"

"...Old Tu, let's go!"

"Old Tu...you promised to come back for a treat after solving the case, why did you leave..."

"..."

People walked around the ice coffin in mourning.

Wearing sackcloth and filial piety, Shen Wenjing stood beside the ice coffin with her daughter, supported Tu Liang's gray-haired old mother, and bowed to everyone in thanks.

She didn't cry all the time, just the tears in the corners of her eyes, which kept sliding down.

"Sister-in-law, sorry!"

"Sister-in-law... my condolences by the way!"

"..."

Xiang Wan followed Bai Muchuan to Shen Wenjing's side, and saw Tu Liang in the ice coffin...

Tears have already blurred his eyes.

At this moment, she didn't know what to say.

The throat seemed to be blocked, and apart from sniffing, there was no sound at all.

"Sister-in-law, auntie, mourning..." Bai Muchuan's words were nothing new.

After finishing speaking, he gently patted Tu Siya's small head, "Be good! If you need anything, call uncle!"

Tu Siya's eyes were red, as if she had cried.

But a child is a child after all, and she still lacks a true understanding of death...

"Thank you uncle!" She remembered the thank-you ceremony her mother taught her, and bowed to Bai Muchuan and Xiang Wan...

That small, filial child finally made Xiang Wan burst into tears.

"Oh...Brother Tu! You have to go!"

A group of big men shouted loudly, all of them were crying unbearably.

"Tu Liang, let's go!" Xiang Wan looked at the ice coffin for the last time and said silently, then stepped out of the hall and rushed into the square where the snow was flying.

Squat down, cry on your knees...

……

A hand rested on the shoulder and squeezed heavily, but there was no sound.

Xiang Wan didn't look up, she knew who it was.

So, the tears flow more happily!

"Don't cry." Bai Muchuan's voice was flat.

Xiang Wan didn't see him crying just now, even though his eyes were very red.

But she knew that Bai Muchuan was...should be more uncomfortable than her.

After all, he spent more time and relationship with Tu Ming than she did...

"Bai Muchuan, I'm really sad. I was thinking just now, if that day wasn't my birthday, wouldn't Tu Liang have sacrificed himself?"

If it wasn't for her birthday, Bai Muchuan wouldn't have gone to Jincheng.

If Bai Muchuan didn't go to Jincheng, the matter would not be handed over to Tu Liang...

Many things are like this, as long as there is a small turning point in the middle, it will change the final outcome.

"I'm blaming myself!" Xiang Wan raised her tearful eyes, like a helpless child, "...I even feel that all of this is my fault. If I didn't leave West Market and you in the first place, everything would end up in the end Different."

"Fool!" Bai Muchuan sighed quietly, pulled her up, and looked her straight in the eyes, "Life and death are beyond one's control. Everyone has to go through it, sooner or later."

"But I-"

"It's none of your business!" Bai Muchuan pursed his lips, his eyes were filled with pain, and his voice was low and hoarse, "If you must blame me, you should blame me. Not you, understand?"

"..." Xiang Wan sniffed and was speechless.

"But whether it's your self-blame or mine, it's not what Tu Liang wants to see. He is the most loyal person!"

Xiang Wan thought of Tu Liang's smiling face.

Tears flowed from my eyes, and I cried even harder.

"Xiao Xiangwan! Don't cry!" Bai Muchuan wiped her lightly with his fingers, but the more he wiped, he couldn't help sighing, "If one day I die too, I hope you will be stronger..."

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Xiang Wan couldn't hear the word now.

"You will not!"

"Who knows?" Bai Muchuan looked at her, and slightly curled his lips, "I have bid farewell to many comrades-in-arms on the road of criminal police... There is no guarantee that one day it will not be my turn!"

"Bai Muchuan!" Xiang Wan growled, "I forbid you to say that."

He looked at her with no expression on his face.

"I said no, I won't!"

Four eyes facing each other.

He actually laughed.

The smile floats in the snowflakes, as if crying.

"Okay, I listen to you. No!"

……

That afternoon, Xiang Wan dragged his luggage and prepared to fly to Jincheng.

Tomorrow is the annual meeting of Wenquan Academy, which will be held in Jincheng.

She has to go back today.

The air ticket was booked two days ago, and the time was just right.

Bai Muchuan didn't call the driver, and drove her to the airport himself.

The snow in Kyoto stopped at noon.

But it was still cold as usual.

Bai Muchuan stuffed her into the car, fastened her seat belt, then sat back in the cab and turned on the heater.

"When you get on the plane, remember to ask the stewardess to bring you a blanket!"

"Yeah!" Xiang Wan nodded obediently.

"Don't be stupid!" Bai Muchuan seemed to be telling a child, "After returning to Jincheng, if there is anything, just tell me! It's difficult for you to deal with, maybe I will be very convenient..."

"Yeah!" Xiang Wan nodded again.

What can be the matter?
Compared with life and death, those are trivial matters!
She didn't feel that she needed Bai Muchuan's help.

"Alas!" Seeing her appearance, Bai Muchuan sighed again.

"Okay! After crying, the matter is over. We have to be happy when we go back, you know?!"

"I know." Xiang Wan finally said a few more words, then turned around and looked at him with red eyes, "You too."

"Me?" Bai Muchuan snorted softly, "I don't know how to cry!"

"...I just don't want to expose you."

Who is the man with red eye circles after going to the bathroom by himself for half an hour?
He can't cry, can't he cry to people?
Bai Muchuan glanced at her, and the corner of his lips twitched, "Really! I... can't cry anymore!"

Another moment of silence.

Xiang Wanzheng didn't know how to answer, so he laughed lightly.

"Crying is the most ineffective way to solve problems! It will only reduce human thinking ability and IQ!"

"..." Xiang Wan sniffed, dumbfounded.

"However, women can." Bai Muchuan turned his head, with a hint of doting in his eyes, "This is the privilege that God bestows on women!"

"Oh!" Xiang Wan exhaled, "Okay. Then I'll call you tonight and cry a lot!"

"It's ok, but there is no shoulder to lean on, I'm afraid you will be drowned in tears!"

"Go to hell!"

Xiang Wan whispered to him, not joking like before.

The car finally left the city and its scenery behind...

The sorrow and joy of the memorial service can no longer be heard.

……

Fang Yuanyuan returned to Jincheng yesterday, and she was waiting at Jincheng Airport.

On the way back, she told Xiang Wan a lot about the annual meeting.

On weekdays, the author and the author, and the author and the editor, can only communicate online, and there are very few opportunities to meet face to face. Therefore, thinking of meeting so many people tomorrow, Xiang Wan feels a little nervous. Amidst the hustle and bustle, her thinking gradually returned to Jincheng from the capital, and from the case to her world of online literature.

"Dress up better tomorrow! I have to walk the red carpet!" Fang Yuanyuan said.

"Huh?" Xiang Wan froze, "So formal?"

"It's a must! It will be broadcast live on the platform! Your readers will see you! There will be interactions..." Fang Yuanyuan glanced at her, "Remember to wear a dress!"

"Gown!?"

Xiang Wan had no such concept in mind.

"I'll go, didn't I tell you that day?" Seeing her like this, Fang Yuanyuan understood, "I dare say you are not prepared at all, are you?"

"……Yes."

Where did you think about preparing the dress!

Whether it's a case or a memorial service, everyone is in a daze.

Only then was Fang Yuanyuan dragged back from that world.

Fang Yuanyuan wanted to strangle her to death, "Xiang Wan, are you sure you listened to me?"

"...Not sure."

More than that!
She didn't remember Fang Yuanyuan said that at all.

"I'll go!" Fang Yuanyuan patted the steering wheel, "Okay, okay, who made me owe you in my previous life? Let's go shopping with you tonight!"

"Thank you!" Xiang Wan pursed his lips lightly, and leaned towards his face solemnly, "Can I ask you? How much did you owe me in your previous life?"

"...Hiss! Why are you so owed!?" Fang Yuanyuan gritted her teeth, "Isn't it just a matter of two or three million yuan? As for the debt collection until this lifetime?"

"..."

Together with Fang Yuanyuan, people will be happy.

This was something Xiang Wan had discovered for a long time.

This girl lives happily.

And she herself, thinking too much in her heart, sometimes can't be free and easy!

However, for tomorrow's annual meeting, you still have to cheer up!
You can't let your own readers see her appearance, you will lose your fans after being disappointed, right?

……

That night, almost all the authors present at the conference were present and lived in the Jincheng Hotel.

The group that was temporarily drawn for the annual meeting was full of excitement.

The big guys chatted non-stop, shopping, eating, friendly and peaceful.

However, Xiang Wan was a local, so he didn't live in a hotel, and he didn't bubble up in the group.

One is that I am not familiar with the author, and the other is that I don’t know what to say.

At this juncture, public opinion about her is flying everywhere.It's impossible for people to say that they don't care about her at all...

Therefore, speaking out at this time, no matter what you say, seems wrong.

She chose silence.

When it came to Fang Yuanyuan, before accompanying her to buy a dress, she made a detour to Jincheng Hotel to show her face.

Several authors from the Fangyuanyuan group came to the annual meeting. She went to meet everyone and got a bunch of good wishes of "the editor is so beautiful" and "the editor is so thin". All laughing.

"The editor of Yan Zhi Online is really likable!"

"..." Xiang Wan rolled his eyes at her.

"Hey! It would be great to lose another twenty catties." Fang Yuanyuan looked longingly at the street lamp, "Wait, every fat man is a potential stock, and a peerless beauty is about to be born!"

"In my eyes, you have always been peerless!"

"Huh?" Fang Yuanyuan looked at her happily, "Really?"

"Well, absolutely secular!"

"..." Fang Yuanyuan cursed, "Damn it!"

Xiang Wan thought she was teasing him, so he grinned.

But seeing her downcast, picking up her phone and looking at it, she suddenly got angry.

"These keyboard warriors are really bad!"

"What's wrong?" Xiang Wan asked.

"It's nothing..." Fang Yuanyuan picked up the phone and held her arm again, "Forget it, let's go, let's buy dresses!"

Xiang Wan glanced at her, without saying a word, silently withdrew his hand and slid the phone away.

In the management group, Huangfu sent a link.

It was a thread from a forum.

These days, Xiang Wan seldom pays attention to these bad things, and the news from the management team also chooses to block...

But seeing Fang Yuanyuan being so virtuous, she couldn't help but click on the link.

...Well, that's right, it's her gossip and gossip.

But this wave of people who came to fight were more fierce and ruthless than before, and their mouths were more poisonous.

From the reading between the lines, they were Mu Ershao's fans!

The group of people who scolded the most fiercely even called themselves "Mu Er Shao's wife fans"...

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