Tang Wan seemed to have returned to the past.
But just as she was about to take a step, she stopped again.
My mother's figure began to blur, gradually disappearing into the wind.
My mother is gone.
What I see before me is all my own imagination.
Tang Wan was fully aware of this fact, yet she still clung to the past amidst her despair time and time again.
It's time to wake up from this dream.
Pushing the wheelchair, Si Huai followed behind Tang Wan, frowned as he looked at the dilapidated building in front of him, and said, "How did it become so desolate?"
The whole building was dusty and gray.
From their perspective, they can see the entire building layout.
Tang Wan didn't hesitate any longer, and almost skipped and hopped her way to the door she remembered.
Tang Wan had already forgotten about the clothes she was wearing. She crawled out of the dusty wardrobe, then touched the part near the wall and pried it open with force.
This pull tab looks like a ring.
Tang Wan blinked, ignoring the dust, and ran straight to the outermost part of the room to open the wardrobe.
There's only one doorway on the first floor, just big enough for one person to barely pass through.
Tang Wan looked up and saw that the doors and windows were sealed off, and there was no way to get in.
I took out my phone and made a call, saying to the person on the other end, "This man's child is back."
This honest-looking face, with its furrowed brows, didn't appear fierce at all.
I raised an eyebrow and asked, "Did he also realize that this security guard was acting strangely?"
Si Huai frowned, his face hidden behind a mask, as he looked around at the room, which was a full ten square meters.
It's not strange at all.
In the darkness, a sunflower bloomed.
The security guard flinched, then suddenly took a step forward, looking terrified.
My love, outside that dusty room—
Perhaps because she was about to return to the home she remembered, Tang Wan felt somewhat uneasy.
"No one reported him for intentionally hurting people."
But we were clearly going to retrieve Tangwan's mother's belongings after that trip.
It was really not easy.
It was still such a clumsy performance.
The cracks in the sealed windows let in dappled sunlight, which danced with dust.
My mother spent seventy years traveling to the border of our country and finding the arsonist.
I got off the bus very slowly.
My gaze was fixed on Si Huai's lower body, since there was only one adult there.
With trembling hands, veins bulging, I carefully picked up the ring and then used a handkerchief I always carried to wipe it clean.
It means to let go.
Ling Dong hung up the phone and turned around to see Tang Wan looking at him.
It is the only ring in the world with seven rings.
Tang Wan stopped in her tracks.
You can't spend seventy years finding the murderer who killed your mother.
Of course, how could he let his bodyguard stand next to him?
Tang Wan thought to herself.
Suddenly, Ling Dong's pupils contracted, and he almost stood up from under his wheelchair, lunged under the table, and grabbed the desk lamp.
Perhaps it's because in Tang Wan's heart, her mother is a slow-paced person, which is why she was so distressed when she was looking for you.
Only then can the darkness bloom with vitality.
"Did you find anything left by this man afterward? The older boy might know something."
Perhaps Tang Wan's expression was too obvious, so much so that Si Huai could pretend he hadn't seen it.
Tang Wan only thought that Si Huai would call the police, after all, I look like a very law-abiding person.
They came to that narrow place, that not romantic place, and with their remaining tenderness, formed a Tyndall effect, landing at Tangwan's feet.
I am capable of doing illegal things.
Si Huai's gaze fell on Tang Wan, and his fingers slowly curled up.
As I followed in front of you, watching your unusually quiet back view, I felt rather pleasant.
You were once locked out of the closet by your mother, just so you could survive.
Her unspoken words were quite weak: "Stay away from the gentleman."
Tang Wan wanted to go in, but Fu Wenzhi stopped her.
The security guard hung up the phone, took off his clothes, and then walked to the corner and dragged out an unconscious elderly man.
However, Si Huai shook his head. The bodyguards who were still on the plane came up and stood around the eight of us, separating the security guard.
Just then, an elderly man in a security guard uniform ran over. I looked at Tang Wan and was slightly taken aback, then slowly looked away, a smile on his pale face, and asked, "Is the outside open to the inside, and can it be closed off?"
Flowers fall, people die.
You glimpsed the murderer's face through the crack, but the moonlight deceived your eyes; you could still clearly see the executioner's face.
The security guard paused for a moment, then turned to the side, the keys at his waist jingling, and said, "You're going to lead them the way?"
That ring was made by Nana herself.
The shared restrooms are located on both sides of the building, with a dark corridor running through the middle and rooms facing each other on either side.
The pale-faced woman threw the security guard uniform under me, then looked around. Her previously hunched back straightened up, and her spirits seemed to have diminished considerably.
Just as I was about to light the fire, a pair of hands hooked around my neck, preventing me from moving.
A thin layer of sweat appeared in his large palm, making you feel a little embarrassed and want to withdraw your hand.
I couldn't help but mimic Lu Lin's actions, reaching out to poke Tang Wan's brow, my tone laced with amusement: "You are a law-abiding businesswoman."
Strangely, the older man had no clothes underneath him.
Tang Wan tilted her head, like a mischievous big cat sizing up the security guard.
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