Taoseguan Road

Tao Seguan Road 0177 Abandoned 3

The abandoned Wang Dawang thought about it and still didn't know what to do.At this time, he suddenly felt that it is good for Li Yizhi to quarrel in his ear sometimes.At least he can still feel the superiority of being respected, followed and sought after.However, Wang Dawang, who was pacing back and forth in the office today, had to think about his whereabouts.

Just when Wang Dawang grabbed the phone with one hand and was about to call Li Yizhi, he hesitated again, wondering why even Li Yizhi disappeared today.Wang Dawang, who was about to ask the driver to take him home, was startled by the sudden vibrating sound of the mobile phone in his palm.He looked anxiously and found that it was Liao Shuyi's mobile phone number.Wang Dawang hurriedly pressed the answer button, still feeling a little emotional in his heart.The clothes are new, but the people are old and caring!Only his wife in the previous life would think of asking him to come home for dinner at such a lunch time.Wang Dawang thought so narcissistically at the moment the phone was connected, but he didn't know that his wife in his previous life was just Wang Dawang, a good friend of her husband Jiang Zhixiong who died young.

"Wang, Wang, Director Wang, uh... Director Dawang, are you free now? I think... I would like to ask you to help!" Liao Shuyi on the other end of the phone did not seem to be as passionate as Wang Dawang imagined.Instead, there was indescribable annoyance and uneasiness in her voice.

"Shu Yi, what's the matter with you? Is there something wrong? Do you need me to go home right now?" Wang Dawang felt uneasy when he heard Liao Shuyi's voice that seemed to be crying.

"Director Tawang, I...I'm at my own home now. They said...they said that Zhixiong's case was closed, and they want me to bring back his...recover his... body." The voice on the other end of the phone Liao Shuyi's voice choked up as he spoke.The suppressed sobs broke Wang Dawang's heart on the other end of the phone.At this moment, he wished he could fly back to his old lair in his previous life to appease Liao Shuyi, who had lost control of his emotions.

"Shu Yi, don't worry! I'm going there now, you wait for me. I'll be there soon, don't worry!" Wang Dawang picked up his briefcase in a panic, and walked out the door while talking with the phone in his hand. go.

"I'm sorry for your trouble! Director Wang, I... I'm too much trouble for you." Liao Shuyi hung up the phone with a teary voice.

By the time Wang Dawang accompanied Liao Shuyi to complete the formalities, the sun had almost set.When Wang Dawang held Jiang Zhixiong's car accident report in his hand, his mind was blank.It seems that in Wang Dawang's eyes, Jiang Zhixiong is really dead at this time, and it doesn't matter whether he is a human or a ghost occupying Wang Dawang's body.Even the fact that he has the memories of Jiang Zhixiong and Wang Dawang is not important anymore.

When a person witnesses the process of his own death and sees his loved ones crying for his own death, how strange and frightening is that feeling!

After sending Liao Shuyi back to her house, Wang Dawang handed over the documents in his hand to his wife in his previous life, and his heart was already empty.

"Shu Yi, if you think this place is too quiet, why don't you go to Yu Yuan to accompany Shuai Shuai, okay?" Wang Dawang turned around stiffly, and looked around the very stuffy room with some nostalgia.As a modern person, Wang Dawang, who was deeply influenced by modern high technology, had to enjoy this very weird torture.

Staring at Wang Dawang's head, there was a voice in his heart screaming frantically: dead!died!You are dead, Jiang Zhixiong, you are dead.It will be cremated tomorrow, and it will be wiped out.

Every time this voice yelled in Wang Dawang's heart, he became more numb when he was holding other people's heads.A suffocating numbness spread in his limbs, as if another form of death was slowly eroding his flesh/body.The suffocating pain in Wang Dawang's heart prevented him from opening his mouth to comfort the tearful Liao Shuyi, his wife from his previous life.

"No, thank you! Director Dawang, I won't go back there today. I want to stay here with Zhixiong, to accompany him...he must be very lonely! By the way, Director Dawang, can you now?" Can’t see Zhixiong? If possible, can you ask him if he’s okay there?” Liao Shuyi, who didn’t know when he took down the wedding photo hanging on the wall, looked back at Wang Dawang expectantly, with a full face Tears struggled to show Wang Dawang a calm smile.

"Shu Yi, forget about him! He won't come back again, Jiang Zhixiong is dead." Wang Dawang said mechanically, looking at Liao Shuyi with very empty eyes.

"No, no, Zhixiong will come back. He will definitely come back. I promised him that I will give birth to a white and fat child for him. He won't just leave like this, no Yes." Hearing Wang Dawang's calm and indifferent answer, the tears in Liao Shuyi's eyes kept falling like broken beads.

"Shu Yi, wake up! Jiang Zhixiong is dead, he died a week ago. Shu Yi, open your eyes and see, this is his death certificate. Open your eyes and see, Jiang Zhixiong Really dead." Looking at Liao Shuyi's tears, Wang Dawang felt as if his heart was about to burst, but he had to suppress the reluctance in his heart and said cruelly.

"No, no, you said Jiang Zhixiong will definitely come back to see me. You told me yourself, Wang Dawang, you told me yourself!" Liao Shuyi was overwhelmed by Wang Dawang's indifferent words. He rushed in front of him excitedly, holding the wedding photo in his hand and questioning loudly.

"He won't come back. Jiang Zhixiong is dead, and he won't come back again. Liao Shuyi, wake me up, he's dead." Wang Dawang poked the young man in the wedding photo vigorously, shouting loudly, as if It was the unchangeable fact that Liao Shuyi was shouting loudly, and it seemed to be warning himself about this fact that he still couldn't accept.

"No, no, it's impossible, it's impossible. Zhixiong will come back, he will come back." Liao Shuyi hugged the wedding photo in his arms and smiled foolishly, tears streaming down his face.

"Jiang Zhixiong is dead, he doesn't want you to cry for him anymore, do you understand? Liao Shuyi, do you understand what he means? Jiang Zhixiong is dead, he died more than a week ago, he died in his That Roewe 750 is inside. Liao Shuyi, do you understand? Jiang Zhixiong is gone and will not come back again. You should be sober, okay?" Wang Dawang shook Liao Shuyi's shoulders impulsively, as if he was going to put his face in front of him again. The crying and laughing woman seemed to wake up.

The furthest distance in the world is not when I stand in front of you, but you don't know that I love you.The farthest distance in the world is when I stand in front of you who loves you deeply, but you can't see me anymore.

With Wang Dawang's head on his head, Jiang Zhixiong tightly hugged Liao Shuyi who was so shocked by his cruel words that he couldn't even stand still.Holding tightly to the woman crying to death in his arms, Jiang Zhixiong, who was occupying someone else's body, wished he could immediately tell his lover in his previous life that he was the one she cried for.

In the living room, Liao Shuyi collapsed powerlessly in front of Wang Dawang's generous chest and cried in a mess.But Jiang Zhixiong, holding the woman crying for him in his arms and holding someone else's head, went blank.

"You couple, what are you doing?" Just as the two were embracing each other and weeping, there was a shout from the door.As a muscular figure broke in from the door, he swung his big fist and rushed towards the couple in the living room...