Chapter 146: Flowers Fall, People Die, and the Two Separate
Tang Wan seemed to have returned to the past.
But just as she was about to move her legs, she stopped again.
My mother's figure began to blur and gradually disappeared in the wind.
Mom is no longer here.
Everything in front of me is my own imagination.
Tang Wan knew this fact clearly, but he still hoped to get over it in despair again and again.
It’s time to wake up from the dream.
Si Huai followed Tang Wan in a wheelchair, frowned at the dilapidated building in front of him, and said, "How come it's so desolate?"
The whole building was dusty.
From their perspective, they can see the entire building layout.
The shared bathrooms are on both sides of the building, with a dark corridor in the middle and rooms with doors facing each other on both sides.
There was barely any daylight getting in, and it looked dark and cold.
Si Huai's gaze fell on Tang Wan, and his fingers slowly curled up.
To be honest, he had thought that Tang Wan's life was not good before, but when he actually saw it, he still found it a little unbelievable.
In the dark environment, a sunflower grew.
It’s really not easy.
I don't know what kind of person her mother is.
Only then can the night bloom with freshness.
Tang Wan looked up and saw that the doors and windows were sealed and there was no way to get in.
There is only one door on the first floor, which is barely wide enough for one person to pass through.
Tang Wan wanted to go in, but was stopped by Fu Wenzhi.
She turned her head, somewhat confused.
Fu Wenzhi didn't miss Tang Wan's puzzled look, nor did he try to hide it: "I need to say hello to the people here."
Tang Wan stopped.
Perhaps because he was about to return to the home in his memory, Tang Wan was a little nervous.
A thin layer of sweat appeared on her small palm, making her feel a little embarrassed and wanting to withdraw her hand.
However, the cold hand once again tightly grasped Tang Wan's small hand.
Don't let go.
At this moment, an old man in security uniform ran over. He looked at Tang Wan and was slightly startled, then quickly withdrew his gaze. With a smile on his dark face, he asked, "This place is not open to the public, you can't go in."
Si Huai pulled out a permit from his neatly ironed pocket: "It's already been approved."
The security guard was stunned for a moment, then turned sideways, shaking the keys at his waist, and said, "Then I'll lead the way for you?"
His eyes were on Si Huai, after all, he was the only adult here.
However, Si Huai shook his head. The bodyguards who were still on the plane came down and protected the three of them, separating them from the security guard.
The leading bodyguard looked almost two meters tall, like a small mountain, looking down at the security guards.
The words from his mouth were very strong: "Stay away from the gentleman."
The security guard flinched and took a step back, looking very scared.
Tang Wan tilted her head, looking at the security guard like a curious kitten.
A bit strange.
Such exaggerated movements don't seem like real fear, but rather like a performance.
It was still a very poor performance.
Tang Guan felt that Fu Wenzhi and Si Huai must have seen it as well.
Otherwise, why would he let the bodyguard stand by his side?
They walked into the old building, and the security guard standing behind them immediately restrained his expression.
That honest face looked a little ferocious because of the tightly furrowed brows.
He took out his cell phone and made a call, saying to the person on the other end of the line, "The woman's child is back."
"We didn't find anything that woman left behind before. This child might know."
"Well, I'll follow them."
The security guard hung up the phone, took off his clothes, walked to the corner, and dragged out an unconscious young man.
Strangely, the young man did not have any clothes on.
The black-faced man threw the security uniform on him, then looked around. His hunched back straightened up immediately, and his spirits improved a lot.
He got into the car quickly.
Just as he was about to light the fire, a pair of hands grabbed his neck, preventing him from moving.
"Someone reported you for malicious wounding."
"Come with us."
Si Huai hung up the phone and turned around to see Tang Wan looking at him.
He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Didn't you also notice that something was wrong with that security guard?"
Tang Wan just didn't expect Si Huai to call the police. After all, he doesn't look like a law-abiding person.
Perhaps the expression on Tang Wan's face was too obvious, so Si Huai couldn't pretend not to see it.
He couldn't help but imitate Lu Lin's movements, reaching out and poking Tang Wan's eyebrows, with a rare smile in his tone: "I am a law-abiding businessman."
He will not do anything illegal.
Tang Guan didn't hesitate any longer and almost skipped to the door of the room in his memory.
The others followed behind her, and looking at her rare excited figure, they were also in a happy mood.
But it was obvious that they were going there to retrieve Tang Wan's mother's belongings.
Maybe it was because in Tang Wan's heart, her mother was a happy person, so she was so happy when she was looking for her.
The door lock had been broken, and Tang Guan pushed hard and opened the heavy wooden door.
Carrying the ashes of the passing of time, it slowly descends with the wind from any place where it can stay.
The cracks in the sealed windows let in bits of sunlight dancing with the dust.
They came to this small place, this unromantic place, and used their remaining tenderness to create a Tyndall effect and landed at Tang Guan's feet.
Tang Guan blinked, ignoring the dust, and ran directly to the innermost part of the room and opened the wardrobe.
She was once locked in a closet by her mother just to survive.
She saw the murderer through the gap, but the moonlight deceived her eyes and she could not see the executioner's face clearly.
But it doesn't matter.
Tang Wan thought.
It took my mother twenty years to reach the border of her motherland and find the arsonist.
She could also spend twenty years finding her mother's killer.
Si Huai frowned and looked around the room, which was less than ten square meters, with a mask on his face.
Tang Wan had already ignored the clothes she was wearing and went straight into the dusty closet. Then she touched the wall and pried it open with force.
Si Huai's eyes fell on the only lamp on the desk.
He felt that the decoration on the lamp looked familiar.
That pull ring looks like a ring.
Suddenly, Si Huai's pupils shrank slightly, and he almost stood up from the wheelchair, pounced on the table, and grabbed the desk lamp.
Dust stained his pale face, as if someone had held his face and kissed his brow.
He stretched out his trembling hand with bulging veins, carefully picked up the ring, and then gently wiped it clean with the handkerchief he carried with him.
This is the ring Nana made herself.
It is a unique ring in the world.
Ignoring the dirt and mess around him, he bowed his head reverently and kissed the ring that had already gone cold.
At this moment, his wandering soul finally returned to this decayed body, but sadness crushed his spine and pain made him curl up in a wheelchair.
His love, in this dusty room—
Flowers fall and people die.
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