Chapter 92 If I could go back to the past

Lin Shanshan: "It would be better if he had a more serious problem than a terminal illness."

Ji An briefly told Lin Shanshan everything that happened that year.

"You said it was Lu Chang who was behind this and instigated Aunt Jiang to go find Gu Moyang and ask him to break up with Jibao?"

Ji An: "Yeah, you guys know that Lu Chang is not a good guy. If he hadn't intervened back then, Ayang wouldn't have broken up with Jiang Jibai."

"Stop, stop, stop," Lin Shanshan said. "This is too much information. Let me sort it out."

Ji An curled his lips, it turned out that those who love to make a lot of noise just don't have enough brains.

"Even if that's the case, he shouldn't have broken up with me. Doesn't he even have the courage to ask?!"

Lin Shanshan started to get angry again and felt sorry for Jiang Jibai.

"The most innocent person in this whole thing is Jibao, and she was also the one who was hurt the most."

Ji An: "Yes, what Ayang did at that time was inappropriate. Sun Yiran and I have already scolded him severely, but no one is perfect. At that time, Gu Moyang was a damned one to break up. It was not entirely his fault. He regrets it now."

"You want me to tell Jibao the truth."

Ji An: "I think she has the right to know the truth and should know the truth."

"She just got out of the hospital, and you want her to go back to the hospital, right?"

"She has a heart disease that needs to be treated with heart medicine. If she can get over it, will she still suffer from this disease?"

Lin Shanshan: "We can't rush this matter. We need to take our time. Also, don't think that knowing all this will change my opinion of that bastard. Just based on how cowardly he was back then, he's not worthy of our treasure at all!"

Ji An: "Whether they are worthy or not is up to Jiang Jibai to decide. Since both of them can't forget the past, why not give them another chance?"

"It depends on yourself."

After saying that, Lin Shanshan hung up the phone.

Ji An called Sun Yiran again.

He told Sun Yiran what he knew.

Ji An is now so anxious that he just wants to ask the police for help.

Being missing for two days already meets the requirements for filing a case.

It just affects the image of Heguang's company, which he doesn't care about.

Sun Yiran is much calmer than him.

"Give him some time. He might not be able to accept this result for the time being. If he doesn't want us to find him, we won't be able to find him."

"He'll show up when he figures it out. It's only been two days. What? Your company can't function without him?"

"We're leaderless," Ji An said. "And it happened so suddenly, catching us all off guard. We were completely unprepared. How could this not have an impact?"

Ji An sighed heavily.

"I didn't realize Ayang was so important to you." Sun Yiran teased.

It's harmless to chat with your boss and brothers in your mind when you have nothing to do.

If he really gets into trouble, how can he not worry?

Sun Yiran could imagine Ji An's gloomy face, so he comforted him again.

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Eleven o'clock at night.

Bar private room.

A young waiter in a black vest and white shirt pushed the door open.

He bent down and placed the wine on the glass coffee table. He glanced at the tall man sitting on the sofa, not sure whether he was still conscious or not.

"Sir, the wine you requested."

In fact, he knew the man on the sofa.

He recognized it the first time I offered him wine.

He is Gu Moyang, the young and promising president of Heguang Group.

He had also heard of his deeds.

A person who went abroad to work at a young age and created a legend on Wall Street.

A powerful figure in the financial world today.

I heard that he didn't come from a good family and reached the pinnacle of his life entirely on his own.

He admires and worships people who have no natural halo and rely entirely on their own acquired efforts.

But I don't know why he came here alone to get drunk.

He has been in this private room for two days.

Unlike those people who live at the bottom of society, what worries does he have?

The waiter didn't understand.

Seeing no response, the waiter raised his voice again and spoke.

"Sir, here's the wine you requested."

The person sitting on the sofa finally moved and slowly raised his head.

After sitting up straight, Gu Moyang rubbed his sore eyebrows and felt his head was heavy.

"Thanks."

The waiter looked at the man sitting on the sofa.

His hair was messy, and his hair, which was originally combed back, now hung down in a disorderly manner, and his shirt was wrinkled.

With his hands covering his face and his head lowered, his face was hidden in the darkness. The waiter could not see Gu Moyang's expression at the moment.

But from the aura emanating from him, the waiter could imagine that his expression must be extremely painful.

He had seen the man in front of him on his phone. He was well-dressed and had an outstanding appearance.

He is completely different from now.

"Mr. Gu, please drink less." The waiter said with a little respect for him.

Gu Moyang put his hand down and looked up at the young waiter in front of him, "Do you know me?"

"Yes." The waiter smiled. "You are very famous and powerful."

Fame? Awesome?

Gu Moyang knew that he was talking about his power and wealth.

He could understand the desire for these things in other people's eyes.

He was the same once, thinking that he could change everything with these things.

But it turned out that he was wrong.

He clearly got everything he had ever wanted, but by some strange coincidence he lost what he cherished most.

The waiter looked at the man in front of him and twitched his lips slightly, but that action was definitely not a smile.

It's an irony.

Is he mocking himself?

The waiter didn't understand and couldn't see it.

"Some things are much more important than these." Gu Moyang said, "You will only understand them if you experience them yourself."

And he's experiencing it now.

The waiter was stunned. He didn't expect him to say such a thing.

He felt that he had no chance to talk to him, so he nodded politely and left.

Gu Moyang glanced at the waiter's back as he left, took the bottle of wine that had just been delivered, opened it, and the rose-red liquid in the bottle flowed out from the bottle mouth and poured into the glass.

The crisp sound of flowing water echoes.

The waiter just now looked to be around twenty years old.

About the same age as he was at the time.

He suddenly envied the ability to travel through time in TV and novels.

If only I could go back to the past.

If he could choose again, he would never break up with her again.

Nor would I go abroad alone without saying goodbye.

He wanted to stay with her.

If he could keep her safe and healthy, he would not care about fame or profit at all.

Gu Moyang's eyes were red, and he raised his head and drank the wine in the glass.

The spilled wine slid from his lips and dripped onto his white shirt, the scarlet color was as glaring as blood.

The spicy and bitter wine went down his throat, stimulating and numbing his dull nerves.

Only through the stimulation of alcohol could he temporarily relieve the severe pain coming from his heart.

I wish I could stay drunk forever and never wake up.

If possible, he hoped he would never wake up.

Would dying like this alleviate my sins?

Die.

She had thought this too.

For a moment, he seemed to empathize with Jiang Jibai's feelings at that time.

The feeling of wanting to leave this world.

Just like myself, desperate and heartbroken.

It's painful, really painful.

I'm sorry, Jiang Nuannuan, for making you suffer so much in vain.

Gu Moyang raised his head and took a deep breath, but still couldn't resist the sour feeling in his eyes.

Another glass of wine was drunk.

The bottom of the cup hit the glass coffee table with a crisp sound.

But he can't die now. He wants to stay with her and help her cure her illness.

They still had a long time to go, long enough for him to fill the gap of those five years with the rest of his life.

No one can push him away this time.

He wanted to listen to the spring rain with her again, feel the summer evening breeze with her again, and see the autumn mountains and winter snow with her again.

She always used to say that the world was beautiful and that he was the most beautiful man in the world.

He knew that the phrase "the most beautiful woman in the world" actually had a double meaning for her.

Gu Moyang's lips curved slightly.

What she didn't know was that Gu Moyang, who met her and was loved by her, was the luckiest person in the world.

When he thought of Jiang Jibai, Gu Moyang's desolate and broken heart began to feel a little hope that a new bud would break through the ground.

Although it is painful and bitter, there is more love and hope.

Jiang Nuannuan.

Gu Moyang called out in a low voice.

After two days of living in drunkenness and dreaming, he couldn't go on like this.

He stumbled to his feet and decided to go find her.