Love You To The Bones

It was the 22nd day when Fang Xiaoran's life and death were unknown. The night was as heavy as the sea.

The man sitting behind his desk, his face silent and quiet, sat at his desk and carefully reviewed a large stack of emergency contract documents.

But after watching for a while, he smoked irritably again.

I don't understand why his guilt and missing for each other Xiaoran are increasing day by day after his missing memory is restored a little bit.

During the day, he had to deal with the affairs of the whole company. He was so busy that he couldn't think of anything else for the time being.

But at night, in the dead of night, the bone etching Miss made him toss and turn to sleep.

If he could give Fang Xiaoran more trust, he and she would not have come to this situation.

Her life and death are boundless. He sinks into repentance and astringent pain, and can't find a free crossing shore.

If she's alive——

If she was still alive, he would go over and kiss her gently with the ecstasy of recovery, telling her that, in fact, he never hated her.

Tell her that during the time she disappeared, he thought she couldn't sleep.

Tell her that he probably likes her, her stubbornness, her stubbornness of not looking back when she breaks through the south wall, and her persistence for so many years because she likes him.

This time, if she feels tired and doesn't want to like him anymore, then he will insist.

But, Fang Xiaoran, I searched the whole Tongcheng and couldn't find you. Where are you?

I know. I was wrong.

Stop being naughty and stop punishing me, okay?

Shen Zichuan Sen's white face was gradually entangled by the white smoke from his thin lips. The deep and dark pupils were filled with blood.

Song Zijian pushed the door in, followed by Ji muyuan. Seeing the man under the crystal chandelier describing his emaciation, song Zijian was so surprised that his eyes almost stared out of his eyes.

"Brother Zichuan, I haven't seen you for a few days. How did you become so dead?"

Ji Mu looked at Song Zijian solemnly. Since Fang Xiaoran disappeared, Shen Zichuan has become very wrong. Although he looks no different on the surface, in essence, he has become a walking corpse, has a soul and no soul, and always falls into self blame and guilt, such as a trapped animal in an iron cage. He can't find a way to break through, leaving only suffering to live.

The haggard look made everyone jump at the sight.

Life will not Acacia, will Acacia, will harm Acacia.

What I said is probably Zichuan now.

Ji muyuan didn't know how such a half poem floated in his mind, but he just felt that it was very suitable for Shen Zichuan's mood at the moment.

When he walked over, he saw that the cigarette box at Shen Zichuan's hand was empty. Ji muyuan touched the unsealed cigarette box from his trouser pocket and gently handed it over. "Zichuan, I booked a box with Zijian. You're sad. My brothers can't help you, but you still haven't asked questions when you drink together."

It was said that song Zijian was happy to drink with him. He shouted at his throat, "yes, why do you worry? Only Du Kang! Brother Zichuan, don't be so half dead, baby, I feel heartache.

Maybe you came home after getting drunk. It's likely that Fang Xiaoran came back for some reason?

You think, she loves you so much. How can she be willing to make you sad? "

The man, who leaned back on the black big class chair and was cold, raised his eyes. His pale face contained a light sarcastic smile, "she has never entered my dream for so many nights. Yes, I broke her heart. How can she come back?"

Words fall, Shen Zichuan Zheng white corners of his eyes, sliding down a little water mist.

At that moment, Ji muyuan, who was clanking with iron bones, almost burst into tears. Song Zijian was not much better. He had red eyes, pinned his face aside and sucked his nose, "Xiaojizi, in the past, seeing Fang Xiaoran always bullied by brother Zichuan, I thought she was really poor, but now, I think brother Zichuan is too poor to step on a horse. I can't hold such a grinding goblin that people love and hate. From tonight on, I'd better not touch women."

In the last sentence, Ji muyuan glanced slightly, and the green tendons of his temples burst and jumped, resisting the impulse to beat the two forced goods.

"Roll the calf! You're called a wild man and woman fooling around. It has nothing to do with love."

Song Zijian made a gag, but it also eased the silence of the office like an ice cellar.

Shen Zichuan is still expressionless, but his heart has been moved for a long time. He is the lasting friendship of the three.

Repressing the lingering pain in his heart, he stood up and walked out. His thin lips hooked, "let's go and drink. Don't get drunk tonight."

In the box, the picture in the huge screen flits by rapidly, the music is low and sad, and people's heart is heavy and uncomfortable.

Song Zijian opened the singing girl wrapped around him and was the first to challenge, "wocao, are you dead? What the hell are you singing? Rubbish, it's really ugly!

Change, change, quickly change, and have a passionate song. It's like that. Men will be hard and women will be soft. "

Brother Zichuan was already in a bad mood. Listening to the music of youyou resentment, it is estimated that he can become depressed and crazy.

Ji muyuan ignored song Zijian's side. He only looked at the lazy man in the corner and saw him drink after drink. He looked up and poured the liquor into his throat as boiled water. It was already the sixth cup in his hand. He sighed deeply and stood up from the sofa and went straight.

"Zichuan, don't be too sad. The salvage team fished the whole Tonghe River and didn't find Fang Xiaoran's body, which shows that she probably didn't die, but she must have encountered some trouble and can't leave for the time being. Otherwise, with her attention to her daughter, she should have appeared long ago."

Shen Zichuan sat in the dark light and shadow, with a vague pain on his face. He clenched the mouth of the cup with his slender finger bones and looked tired. "If she didn't die, but she didn't show up for 22 days and didn't meet her daughter, there's only one possibility

She hates me! She would rather give up her concern for her daughter than let me know that she is still alive. "

Ji muyuan was stunned and frowned tightly, "Zichuan, she doesn't look like such a cruel woman. In order to punish your fault, she and her daughter can give up ruthlessly."

"Why not?"

Shen Zichuan drank the sixth cup of liquor with his head up, gently pulled the corners of his lips, and his face was gloomy and miserable. "Mu yuan, when a woman is hurt by the man she likes, she is black and blue and bleeding. No amount of love will disappear and become more hate!"

At this point, Ji muyuan didn't know what to say to comfort him. He stared at the beautiful and distinct cocktail in the wine cup in his hand and remained silent.

Song Zijian sang with the hostess, but there was a faint melancholy in the corner of this place.

"I'll go to the bathroom."

Bypassing the silent Ji muyuan, Shen Zichuan walked slowly to the door of the box.

As soon as he opened the door, a violent wind suddenly hit his face. He reacted quickly, his mood on his face remained unchanged, and suddenly flashed back.

A loud bang!

A cold shining steel rod smashed heavily on the heavy red wood door frame.