The wealthy retired wife: Baby, marry me again!

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Upstairs, Qin Yishu watched her thin figure step into the thick night, a sudden fear and darkness swept over him.

It's like, three years ago, the self who had walked into the church hand in hand with Ye Zhiqiu completely collapsed because of Ling Mufeng's words "I wish you happiness"!He couldn't grasp it, something that had been neglected before, but it was very important, slipped away from his heart.When he found out, only himself was left empty. . . . . . . . . . . .

He admitted that in the past, it was not that he didn't pay attention to Qiu Yixian.However, somewhere in my heart has been dusty and locked.Perhaps, before he knew it, that door had already been opened for her, and that lock was already not secure.However, he deceived himself that he didn't find out, and he never did. . . . . . . . . . . . .

Yi, Yixian. [

"What are you looking at, don't look at it! If you look at her again, she won't come back!" Suddenly, a sneer came from Qin Yishu's side.

He turned around in surprise, and saw Luo Xinwan, who was crossing his arms, with a look of desolation on his beautiful face.

"You know Yi... Assistant Qiu?" Qin Yishu frowned, a little unhappy seeing her indifferent and mocking face.

"Of course, I know her very well, very well!"

After Luo Xinwan finished speaking, she didn't pester Qin Yishu anymore, but walked slowly towards the exit.

——"Li Ma, how can you do this? Xin Wan is my best friend, how can you betray me?"

Suddenly, a word flashed through his mind like lightning!

Qin Yishu's whole body trembled suddenly, and he really couldn't figure out why there were two names of "Li Ma" and "Xin Wan" in his memory!

But, who said this sentence?

And, when did you say it?

Is this real, or is he imagining it?

Subconsciously, it seems that this is a very important person.The woman's sorrow and pain, as well as the tears mixed with alcohol, seemed to linger in his ears.

It seems that this is a sign of a very important thing.However, he couldn't think of anything!

He thumped his drowsy brain, but still couldn't recall the exact time of these words.

Three years, three years of wind, flowers, snow and moon, had already emptied his body and mind.