The beautiful boss is on

Zhao shensan also complained secretly, but he couldn't bear his wife to cry so pitifully, so he quickly said in a low voice: "silly girl, it's a good thing. What are you crying about? If you find the information at the airport railway station, doesn't it mean that aunt has run away? If not, doesn't it mean that she hasn't left the provincial capital? Then we can find out where you are now"

by working together“ I'm in Prajna Hall... "

"Well, you can wait there. I'll go straight with dad later."

Lu Bowen didn't hear the content of Zhao shensan's phone call, but when he saw him standing there calling, he understood that it was the content. When he passed by, he asked, "what's the girl saying"

"er Honghong is in Prajna hall. Shall we go to Zhang's house first or have a look there? "Zhao shensan hesitates.

Lu Bowen said without hesitation: "it's night time and not work time. I'm sure I have to go to your aunt first."

To be honest, Zheng Yanhong didn't hear about Lingyan's departure. Zhao shensan was not as optimistic as he comforted Zheng Yanhong, because he believed in the power of religion very much and had a kind of "fellow practitioners" understanding of Lingyan. He knew that people who were obsessed with religion were most likely to think extreme when they encountered things. Once they had the idea of retiring, it would be a disaster There must be no turning back and no clue left! He had a vague feeling that this time Lingyan would not be easy to find.

"Alas! Poor father He looked at Lu Bowen, who had regarded Lingyan's Prajna hall as his own home. He could not help sighing for him.

As the car drove all the way to Prajna hall, Lu Bowen got off the car steadily at the door and told the driver with a free look: "you can go to rest, and then come here to pick me up to work."

The driver was stunned and didn't dare to ask anything. He agreed and left. Lu Bowen and Zhao shensan went in, while Zheng Yanhong was timidly standing at the door to meet them.

The lanterns of Prajna hall are still bright, and the dense fragrance of tea and warm water mist are not weakened with the departure of the host. The business is still prosperous, but Zheng Yanhong, the new boss, is worried. She wants to hide and does not need to face the inquiry of Lu Bowen.

They walked into Lingyan's room together. The smell of Lingyan was everywhere, but the trace of the woman had disappeared.

There is no need for Lu Bowen to open her mouth. Zheng Yanhong obediently came over and handed a white envelope. She murmured, "Dad, this is what my aunt left you."

Lu Bowen's attitude towards Zhang's family, which he just made along the way, actually emboldened himself. At this moment, seeing the letter left by Lingyan, his inner fear began to flood. He didn't even dare to reach for the letter. He just stared at it for a long time, shaking his hands, but he didn't take out the letter for several times.

Zhao shensan couldn't bear to see it. He reached for it and helped him pull it out. He opened it and handed it to him. Then he took Zheng Yanhong out with a wink.

Lu Bowen closed his eyes, leaned on the sofa and cursed: "Lingyan, you dead woman, if you dare to leave me, I can't spare you!"

With great efforts and determination, Lu Bowen opened his eyes and slowly gathered his eyes on the piece of paper. The letter was not long, not even a letter, not a title, not a signature. He just wrote a word in beautiful small words: "tears are gone, love is broken.

I can't bear to be hurt. I'm dead.

Zhang Gu is lingering in the past and can't help laughing at the feelings of heaven and earth.

If you devote yourself to one person, you will never know that you will be able to make love and love.

Ridicules the human body, the sentiment word has no time to take care of me.

Alone in the body, alone in the heart, heaven and earth for a hundred years, alone in the body.

No relatives, no lead, heartless, happy, no hang.

I'm not willing to look at the world with a smile. It's gone! "

Lingyan's letter to Lu Bowen is actually such a sentiment breaking poem!

At that time, Zheng Yanhong, as an onlooker, looked at the poem word by word, as if she had chewed a green olive in her mouth. The more she chewed, the more she felt that it was full of five flavors. However, all kinds of sadness, helplessness and despair were so inspiring that she could not help but see the tears streaming down her cheeks.

And now, more in the matter of Lu Bowen, it seems that the feeling is more let him taste mixed, pain!

"If you only devote yourself to one person, you'll never know that you'll end up lingering and loving each other!" Lu Bowen read these words in a low voice, and his inner pain was torturing him like a river. He murmured: "Lingyan, Lingyan, you are a crazy woman. How fateful you are. It's so easy for me to make up my mind to commit myself to me, and I'm so easy to make up my mind to break the shackles of the secular world and take you. But it's really an overnight romance, and I have no time to care about love words You've got it! However, have you ever thought that you are full of me, even if you have Ling Yun's ambition to be independent, can you "enjoy yourself and have nothing to do?" hum, I'm afraid you overestimate yourself

Although there is the woman's deep love for him to the extent that she has lost herself, Lu Bowen's worry and pain are still unspeakable. After all, Zheng Yanhong, who has just broken away from the moral constraints of her whole life and is ready to start sweet, is even more unconvinced. She opens her mouth to call the door, but Zhao shensan pulls her out of Lingyan's living room to the door Only then said: "fool, you didn't see that dad was using the method of provocation? Even if we saw through, in order to comfort him, the old man can only pretend to be stupid and eat this dumb loss. Anyway, without Lingyan, aunt dad really can't be happy, so even if he doesn't put the responsibility on you, we don't help him. Who can help him? Let's go, let him be cold in his aunt's house Be quietAfter Zheng Yanhong understood it, she was more worried and said: "three, my father was sad enough. It's more painful to let him stay in my aunt's house. Otherwise, let's make him live in Zhang's house"

Zhao shensan shook his head and said: "no, it's a fact that my aunt has gone. No matter how long the time, my father has to accept it. Long pain is better than short Pain, let him here as soon as possible to adapt to it

The couple looked anxiously at the closed bedroom door, and then went out to their home. Lu Bowen watched the two of them walk through the snow from the window, and their tears finally fell down. Then he picked up the piece of paper again and said in a low voice, "Lingyan, xiaosanzi is smart and cunning. He believes in Buddhism like you. I believe he will be able to guess your mind I'll find you as soon as possible. Before he finds you, you must give me good care! Alas! I'm old and can't afford to toss about! "

With that, Lu Bowen took off his clothes, took a shower, and directly lay down in Lingyan's bed. At the moment, he had no guilt when sleeping with Lingyan, but felt that this bed was his only choice in the future. The woman in this bed would be happy to sleep, otherwise, he would be miserable to sleep, but if he could be inspired in this life To find another suitable bed for him, and another woman on the bed, he asked himself that he had no energy to toss!

That's all! Maybe this is what Ling Yan, a silly woman, said. She always said that she was a loner, but she didn't know that maybe Lu Bowen was destined to be a happy man who didn't love her husband and wife.

otherwise, how could she be busy with her career and neglect her love when she was young, and the pain of losing her son when she was middle-aged be more equivalent to being single. Now, even her ex-wife has found her own happiness, And the woman he had just found in his dream was just like a yellow crane. He was tired of going away