After dreaming about the flowers of the high mountains, he actually?

"Have I ever been so fierce before?"

Listening to Meng Fan's words, Wen Zhi felt as if she was listening to someone else's story. She didn't believe that such a fierce person was actually her.

Meng Fan suppressed a smile: "I don't know anything else, but the sentence you wrote is quite powerful."

"..." Wen Zhi tried to clarify: "I am very shy."

Meng Fan's expression was intriguing but very thought-provoking: "We have known each other for more than ten years, and I have already become familiar with your handwriting. Do you think I will read it wrong?"

Wen Zhi remained silent this time.

After more than ten years of friendship, she thought, there was a high probability that she would not admit her mistake, and since it was her diary, there would be no random writing in the diary...

But she really dared to write.

"Admit it?" Meng Fan asked with a smirk.

Wen Zhi turned away: "You are not allowed to read my diary in the future, even if you open it."

Meng Fan laughed so hard that he couldn't stand upright.

Of course, she was also afraid that Wen Zhi would open up an old score with her when he regained his memory, so she didn't dare to bring it up any further.

When the conversation returned to business, Meng Fan suddenly asked with a serious look on his face: "Do you know that Zhong Wanying is dead?"

"Chong... Wanying?"

The moment Wen Zhifu said the name, he felt as if a needle had pricked his head.

She raised her hand and pressed her head, and several blurry images flashed before her eyes.

In one section, a woman was lying on the ground, being strangled and almost suffocated, with a look of despair on her face.

One section shows her holding a black box and sitting in a shadow-shrouded corner, crying silently.

There is another paragraph...

The more Wen Zhi thought about it, the worse her headache became. She gasped in pain and arched her back in pain...

Meng Fan was horrified. She didn't expect that just mentioning Chong Wanying's name would cause Wen Zhi to have such a big emotional reaction!

She quickly pulled Wen Zhi's hand down, and then hugged Wen Zhi: "Zhi Zhi, don't think about it. We won't mention this person. We will talk about her when you think about it later. If you don't mention it, I won't mention it."

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet.

The entire bedroom was almost so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Meng Fan held her breath, feeling nervous and distressed when Wen Zhi drooped her head and stopped talking.

Until she saw tears falling from Wen Zhi's eyes.

Meng Fan was dumbfounded.

She just mentioned Chong Wanying, why did she make Zhizhi cry?

Meng Fan hurriedly found a tissue, then squatted in front of Wen Zhi and wiped away Wen Zhi's tears. While wiping her, he said, "Although I don't know what happened between you and Chong Wanying, when you mention her, you Being so excited is definitely not a good thing."

After saying that, Meng Fan's hand wiping his tears was grabbed by Wen Zhi: "Is Chong Wanying dead?"

Meng Fan endured the pain in her hand and said quickly: "Dead, dead."

But Wen Zhi asked again: "Who is Chong Wanying?"

"Heavy..." Meng Fan's breath was stagnant. Looking at each other at close range, the confusion in Wen Zhi's eyes was not fake.

It seems that Wen Zhi's reaction just now may be a subconscious and intense reaction to this name deep in his mind.

"Don't mention this person anymore, Zhizhi, let's not mention this person." Meng Fan was a little scared, and she also realized that no matter what she said next, she had to think carefully to avoid the same situation again.

'Om'

A message alert came from the mobile phone on the bed. Wen Zhi let go of Meng Fan's hand and quickly stood up to pick up the mobile phone.

Meng Fan:?

what's the situation? Whose information made Zhizhi so excited?

Wen Zhi picked up the phone and found the text message column before he even clicked on it.

The corners of her mouth raised unconsciously.

Chen Jinhuai: [Ms. Wen, I’m sorry for replying to your message now. Mr. Shang is fine here. 】

After reading the text message with joy, Wen Zhi's raised lips quickly dropped.

She exited the text message and rummaged through it. After several attempts, she confirmed that she had only received this text message.

Meng Fan poked his head out from behind Wen Zhi curiously and asked, "Whose message is it?" Wen Zhi covered his phone.

But he was still delayed for a second, and Meng Fan caught a glimpse of him: "Chen Jinhuai? Zhizhi, are you in contact with Chen Jinhuai?"

Wen Zhi hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Meng Fan wondered: "Why don't you contact your cousin directly?"

Wen Zhi bit his lip and hesitated: "I... don't have... Shang Hexing's contact information."

?

Meng Fan didn't believe it at first, but thinking that Wen Zhi would not lie to her now, even though she was confused, she still took out her mobile phone and said, "I'll give you my cousin's phone number."

Wen Zhi happily wrote it down and made a note: "I'll call him later."

Meng Fan put away his phone and asked, "Does my cousin know you live here?"

"He knows." Wen Zhi nodded.

Meng Fan continued to ask tentatively: "Did your cousin say he wanted to come over to see you?"

Wen Zhi became a little depressed when he mentioned this: "He has already been here, but he is going to Licheng now."

"Pear City?"

Meng Fan was so surprised that his voice rose several decibels.

Clearly surprised.

In Meng Fan's view, her cousin met Zhizhi in Haishi and would definitely stay temporarily, at least two or three days.

Unexpectedly, my cousin left the next day! ?

Wen Zhi: "There must be something very important for him to go to Licheng. I originally wanted to ask you..."

Halfway through the words, Wen Zhi saw Meng Fan's eyes suddenly widen, then he clapped his hands suddenly and said, "It's broken!"

Wen Zhi also became nervous: "What's wrong?"

Meng Fan paced back and forth in front of Wen Zhi: "It's bad, it's bad, my cousin rushed to Licheng suddenly because my grandma must be in poor health."

After thinking about it, Wen Zhi asked, "Meng Fan, is your grandmother Shang Hexing's grandmother?"

"Yes."

Meng Fan nodded: "Zhizhi, you don't remember now, but it doesn't matter, I will tell you, but let me make a phone call first to confirm."

The patio doors and windows are open.

Meng Fan took his mobile phone to the terrace and made a call. Wen Zhi was really curious, so he lay behind the door and window and eavesdropped.

At first the tone of the call sounded normal.

There was a quarrel after talking.

Hearing Meng Fan's tone, he was very angry.

A few minutes later, Meng Fan came in from the terrace angrily: "It's true for my parents, if I hadn't pressed them again and again, they really wouldn't have told me that my grandmother was critically ill. Several of my cousins ​​went there, and the Han family That faction also lost many people, but they didn’t tell me.”

Wen Zhi came over and patted Meng Fan on the shoulder and asked, "Why didn't I tell you?"

"I don't know either, and they haven't even allowed me to go to Licheng in the past few years." Meng Fan became upset when he thought about this.

Wen Zhi originally knew about this matter.

But now she doesn't remember, so she is also confused.

Next, Wen Zhi learned from Meng Fan that the reason why Shang Hexing suddenly rushed to Licheng this time was that his grandmother was indeed critically ill.

It is said that Shang Hexing's grandparents separated in their later years, and their relationship broke down and they were very deadlocked.

The two of them no longer set foot in the cities where they lived, and they never contacted each other again after many years.

This time the old lady was critically ill. As the old lady's only grandson, Shang Hexing rushed to Licheng as soon as possible after learning about the situation to accompany the old lady in her last moments.

Wen Zhi thought to himself, no wonder Shang He walked in such a hurry.

Meng Fan said: "My grandma treated me very well, so I should accompany her on her last journey."

The more he talked, the more anxious he became. Meng Fan picked up his phone and said, "No, I'll book a flight to Licheng now."

At this time, Wen Zhi plucked up the courage and asked, "Meng Fan, can I go to Pear City with you?"