Mu Lianshen curled his lips and smiled: "Since I learned that Shushu passed away, I have been going to the most dangerous places in the northwest, thinking that it would be great if I died gloriously one day, so that I can go find her... and I don't feel sorry for anyone, and I don't feel any burden in my heart."
"Hey, isn't it strange that I really didn't die..."
Fu Weilun sighed inwardly: He shouldn't be so infatuated.
If you can't let go of these things and can't forget those, you will go crazy sooner or later.
"So, Weilun, don't be afraid that I will commit suicide. I won't,"
He looked into the distance.
I whispered in my heart: "Shushu, can you wait for me? It won't be long."
Wait until I take off all the shackles and run towards you easily!
Mu Lianshen smiled, but his hands were shaking.
"I came here this time just to see the poor child and tell him that I, an irresponsible father, only knew of his existence. I came to apologize to him and hope that he can protect his mother down there. After I go down..."
Bang!
Fu Weilun raised his hand and slapped him.
Mu Lianshen turned his head away after being slapped, and looked back at him quietly.
Fu Weilun chuckled: "He is indeed protecting his mother, but he is not down there... Don't curse my child..."
Mu Lianshen didn't react.
"This tomb is empty..." Fu Weilun pointed to one of the graves.
Mu Lianshen stood there and looked at him in shock, his mind going blank.
What's empty?
"Mu Lianshen, this tomb is empty, and your other child is still alive,"
Mu Lianshen stood there, his face completely pale.
Fu Weilun slowly turned around and glanced at him. "Although your child is alive, he lives a difficult and painful life. Mu Lianshen, you have to take responsibility."
After saying that, he turned and left.
Mu Lianshen stood there, his expression completely frozen. Soon, his hanging hands began to tremble uncontrollably.
"What...what are you still alive? Fu Weilun, don't leave. Explain yourself clearly."
The man reacted and chased after him regardless of everything.
He was chasing too hastily and didn't notice the wine bottle next to him and tripped. Under normal circumstances, he would have easily stabilized his body, but his legs and feet were weak at this moment.
He fell heavily to the ground, and his head hit the stone beside him hard, leaving a deep cut and blood gushing out.
Fu Weilun had already walked under the tree, stopped and looked back at him.
There was no trace of blood on Mu Lianshen's face, and he was so weak that he had no strength at all. He staggered to his feet, and the blood on his forehead flowed down the wound and across his eyes, looking extremely terrifying.
He came to Fu Weilun and grabbed his arms tightly with both hands. "What do you mean? What do you mean the child is still alive? Where is he? What does it mean the tomb is empty? Where is my Shushu?"
Fu Weilun looked at him, blood had flowed down half of his face. He was no longer dead and crazy, and only a last glimmer of hope remained in his eyes.
Like a prisoner on the verge of death, waiting for his own redemption.
He asked, "Are you sober?"
"Awake," Mu Lianshen nodded continuously, staring at him without blinking.
Fu Weilun curled his lips: "I don't know the details, but...Sister Jingshu and your child are still alive..."
He looked at the man in front of him, his hands began to tremble, and his eyes lit up.
This heart that had been dead for a long time finally started beating again...
This prisoner who was about to go crazy finally got his redemption!
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