Hundreds of millions of pets: BOSS marriage addiction addiction

Chapter 433 Tong Lin'an and Yuan Zi'an ([-])
Tong Ming'an left calmly, leaving Yuan Zi'an alone to watch the flow of people coming and going in a trance, feeling that something was completely empty in his heart.

She subconsciously followed Tong Ming'an's footsteps, but she heard the purser call behind her: "Ann, this way."

"Ah? Oh." She was in a daze for a moment, then nodded and walked towards her.

This was Yuan Zi'an's most absent-minded journey in the past few years.

She took some time to find Tong Mingan and asked, "What do you mean?"

Tong Mingan raised his head from the newspaper, "That's what you think."

"Impossible!" She retorted subconsciously.

Since ancient times, the scourge has been around for thousands of years, so she didn't believe that Tong Ming'an, that scourge, just died like this.

Tong Ming'an didn't argue with her either, "Then you can just comfort yourself like this."

After speaking, he threw the newspaper aside and closed his eyes to rest.

Yuan Zi'an's teeth itched with hatred, but he had nothing to do with him, so he could only return to work in resentment.

She spent the ten-hour flight in torment. She almost got off the plane and didn't even take a break, so she asked the flight attendant for leave and took the flight to Qingcheng.

It's been eight years, and she hasn't come back since she left. This is the first time that the place where she grew up made her feel so horrible.

She couldn't forget how scarred she was when she left, and the temperature almost burned her skin all over her body.

Standing at the exit of the airport, Yuan Zi'an closed her eyes forcefully, the sunshine that should have made her feel warm made her feel extraordinarily cold.

Lan Jin died. Although she had persuaded her before returning to China, she did not expect that she would die like this.

Yuan Zi'an didn't rest, and went directly to the cemetery with the card given by Tong Ming'an.

The cemetery here is commonly known as the aristocratic cemetery, and it costs hundreds of thousands per square meter. It's not something anyone can use if they want to. This is her first time here.

She walked slowly along the gravel path, all the way was very quiet, but she didn't feel any fear at all, her heart was beating suddenly, as if she was about to jump out in the next second.

one, two...

She looked for the tombstone, and saw that young face, it was really him!

"Impossible!" she said subconsciously.

how can that be!

The man who claimed in front of her half a year ago that he would let her return to him died like this. Yuan Zi'an felt that the sky was falling and she didn't believe it.

She could hardly stand still and took a few steps back. However, she didn't expect that there was a new tomb next to her, "Tong Yuan", and the epitaph was engraved as Tong Ming'an's son, and the time was eight years ago.

Without photos, it is impossible to imagine what the child looked like before he died.

However, Yuan Zi'an knew that this child was her and Tong Lin'an's child.

Unexpectedly, before he died, he would make a tomb for the child. Yuan Zi'an thought for a while, walked to the tombstone, and gently stroked the cold tombstone. This was her child.

She looked at this tombstone, and then at Tong Linan's tombstone next to it, and suddenly felt extremely ironic, and tears fell down involuntarily, "Tong Linan, you just died like this, you actually died! How can you die!"

The voice was getting louder and the tears were getting more and more, and finally she couldn't help crying loudly.

Over the years, because of Lan Jin and the child, she hated Tong's family and Tong Lin'an, but she had to admit that she hated someone because she loved him.

She forced him, she hated him, but one day when she suddenly heard that he was dead, Yuan Zi'an felt that the whole world began to collapse.

"You stinky man! Why did you die without repenting! Why!" Amidst her hysterical cries, a heavy rain came unexpectedly, and she, who was immersed in sadness, did not notice a long shadow behind her Slowly.

The heavy rain drenched her whole body, but she was surprised that she no longer felt cold, probably because she had been cold for a long time.

Squatting in front of Tong Lin'an's tombstone, she recounted his mistakes in detail, one sentence after another, but she didn't notice when the rain on her head stopped.

"I'm a stinky man, I repent, I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for the child, I deserve death, but don't be so sad, okay, Ann, I was wrong, I'm sorry for you..."

A pair of hands on the landlord's shoulders, steady and strong, Yuan Zi'an was stunned for a moment, why is this voice and tone so familiar?

She was dazed for a moment so she didn't dare to look back, she squatted on the ground, hugging her arms tightly, like a wounded little animal, hiding in the corner of this world, quietly healing her wound .

The voice behind her continued to ring out, and the strength of holding her became stronger, and then he loosened contradictoryly, but soon became tighter, as if he was afraid that she would escape in the next second, so repeated Tangled.

"An'an, I'm not dead, I haven't repented, I haven't made amends to you, how can I die?"

The arrogant pride was removed from the voice, and there was no cynical teasing. The man was seriously reviewing himself. This voice sounded clean and heart-pounding.

Yuan Zi'an was stunned for a long time before turning his head in a daze, the tears blurring his vision were still falling, Tong Lin'an reached out to wipe the tears from her face, and said more gently: "Don't cry, don't cry."

"You kill a thousand knives!" Yuan Zi'an, who came back to his senses, pounced on him with a groan, and bit his shoulder. Through a thin layer of shirt, Tong Lin'an only felt the pain sweeping his nerves, but his lips The horns raised involuntarily.

He gently wrapped her arms around her slender waist, and whispered in her ear: "Yes, I'm a murderer. I'm not a good thing. From now on, you can keep me in captivity, okay? Don't let me out to harm others. "

The mouth began to be filled with the taste of blood, and Yuan Zi'an realized that he had bitten so deeply, and slowly let go, his eyes filled with regret.

Tong Lin'an smiled, "It's okay, if you feel uneasy, then continue to bite."

"What's going on here?" Yuan Zi'an pointed to the two tombstones and asked.

Tong Lin'an rubbed his nose, "Son, I created this after I came back. The child was not born, so I wrote about the day he died. As for this..."

He glanced at her a little embarrassedly, "I don't know what's going on."

"I don't know?" Yuan Zi'an suddenly raised his voice, and a bad thought flashed in his mind for a moment.

Then I heard Tong Lin'an say: "I received a call from my fourth brother half an hour ago, saying that there is something wrong with Tong Yuan's tomb. I couldn't let it go so I came to have a look."

Depend on!
Yuan Zi'an cursed in his heart, thinking that he must have been tricked by Tong Ming'an, otherwise why would Tong Lin'an's tomb appear inexplicably.

(End of this chapter)