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The car was quiet for a long time. Gu Qian sorted out her mood. She gradually calmed down. She gently pushed away Yan Luoxi and looked up at her. "Sister Luoxi, I hope you can promise me something."

Yan Luoxi looked at her red and swollen eyes and said, "you want me to keep it a secret for you. Don't tell Mo Beichen your true identity?"

"Well, Shen Changqing died for me, and I can't face Mo Beichen anymore. My fate with him has ended since I decided to go up the mountain to practice." Gu Qian whispered and mentioned Mo Beichen. She was very calm.

That kind of calm reminds yanluoxi of an idiom, that is, his heart is like death.

She can understand Gu Qian's disappointment with Mo Beichen. When a woman loses her child, she actually wants her loved one to accompany and tolerate her.

Gu Qian's exchange is the cold violence of Mo Beichen. In addition, Shen Changqing died for her. She can't get through this knot in her life. How can she compound with Mo Beichen?

Think about it, it's really cruel!

"But shouldn't Mo Beichen think so? He has been single for four years. Maybe he is waiting for you. Don't you feel sorry to miss him like this? "

Gu Qian said bitterly, "the biggest mistake I ever made was trying to accept him and love him."

Yanluoxi was speechless, "well, as long as you don't want Mo Beichen to know that you are Gu Qian, I will keep a secret for you, but shallow, the dead are gone. You have punished yourself for four years. It's enough. Don't suffer yourself any more."

Gu Qian lowered her eyes and several tears rolled down. She took a breath gently, "sister Luo Xi, you can understand my mood, that year..."

When Bai Xiao broke her leg to save her, Yan Luoxi was too guilty to forgive herself. What's more, Shen Changqing was her first love. He died for her. How can she forgive herself?

"He gave me my life. I can't repay his kindness in my life. Only by punishing myself can I make up for my guilt for him." Gu Qian said painfully.

Yanluoxi sighed. She patted her on the shoulder. "Let's go back first."

Yan Luoxi starts the car, drives out of the parking lot, and passes by the wrong side with a black Porsche. Mo Beichen, sitting in the back seat, subconsciously looks over and sees only a familiar side face.

He wondered at the bottom of his heart, is that no regret?

When he looked again, the white Volvo had driven out of the parking lot and soon merged into the traffic flow. He looked back at the gloomy funeral home. He pushed open the door and got off.

The driver stopped outside and Mo Beichen strode towards the funeral home. He also just got the news that Shen Changqing's bones were salvaged by the search and rescue team near Wuzhou mountain.

Four years ago, the debris flow took place unexpectedly. When he arrived at Buzhou mountain, there was only the devastation washed by the debris flow. Although he did not admit that Gu Qian was dead, no one survived in the primary school that year, leaving him completely in despair.

Now, Shen Changqing's bones have been salvaged, which means that he was right there when the debris flow occurred, so Gu Qian must also be there. So in the end, did they become a pair of desperate mandarin ducks?

Mo Beichen came to the funeral home not to see his rival, but to ask if the search and rescue team had salvaged Gu Qian's bones. Only when he saw her bones could he completely give up his heart.

When he went in, he met Han Zheng coming out with people. They were in the imperial capital, similar in age, and naturally had countless connections. Han Zheng motioned his men to go first, and he stepped forward to meet them.

Mo Beichen stood in front of him. "I saw the news. The search and rescue team salvaged Shen Changqing's bones near Buzhou mountain."

"Yes, we have just done an autopsy and preliminarily determined that Shen Changqing died naturally, that is to say, the debris flow took his life." Han Zheng has nothing to hide from Mo Beichen.

After all, this is not murder, and there is no need to hide it.

Mo Beichen frowned, "the search and rescue team only fished out Shen Changqing's bones?"

"At present, it seems that only Shen Changqing's bones have been salvaged. As for Mo Tai, there should be no news." Four years ago, Mo Beichen reported the case and Gu Qian disappeared, so Han Zheng knew the reason why Mo Beichen appeared here.

Han Zheng's bluntly made Mo Beichen's eyebrows frown tighter. He looked at Han Zheng coldly, "shallow is not dead. Don't curse her."

Han Zheng didn't mean to curse anyone. He just told the truth, but he was still quite helpless about Mo Beichen's behavior of hiding his ears and stealing his bell. "Mo Dashao, if you really think she's not dead, why are you here?"

Mo Beichen's mind was seen through by him, and he was embarrassed for a moment. His eyes were even colder: "Han Zheng, don't be smart, and I advise you not to circle around yanluoxi. She can't be with you."

Han Zheng didn't expect him to become angry with shame. He said to him, "this is between me and her. Mo Dashao, you'd better take care of yourself."

Mo Beichen proudly raised his chin, snorted coldly and turned to leave. Han Zheng looked at his back and shook his head helplessly. Originally, he wanted to reveal some information to him, but now he changed his mind.

Since he can't hold the beauty back, let Mo Beichen accompany him and be a happy single dog together.

Mo Beichen walked into the morgue. The medical examiner had left. The morgue had enough air conditioning, the light was white, and it was gloomy and dead everywhere. He saw a layer of white cloth on the shelf in the center of the room.

He walked slowly. Shen Changqing disappeared in front of the public after Gu Qian suffered a mudslide. In the past four years, there have been countless guesses about his whereabouts, but no one thought he had died four years ago.

Mo Beichen stood in front of the shelf. He copied his pockets with both hands and didn't open the white cloth. He stood for a long time. He whispered, "Shen Changqing, where is she? Did she die with you? "

Mo Beichen's mood can't be described in words. When they were alive, they couldn't be together. Now they are dead and finally together. I don't know if they will laugh at him in the underground.

After standing for a long time, Mo Beichen turned and left. The wind blew the white cloth, as if someone was sighing in the wind.

The most difficult thing in the world is love.

When Mo Beichen left the funeral home, he thought of the white Volvo he had just seen. He remembered that yanluoxi's car was this brand, so he wasn't dazzled just now.

But if that person doesn't regret, what will he do in the funeral home?

Mo Beichen sat in the black Porsche parked there. He picked up his mobile phone and dialed a phone number. The phone got through, but no one answered. He hung up and dialed a number again. This time someone answered.

He opened the door and said, "yanluoxi, have you been to the funeral home this afternoon?"