Qi Rang had a dream.
From then on, countless silent nights were haunted by nightmares, filled with pain and despair.
In a dream.
He looked at the dialog box indifferently, and nonchalantly and without any burden swindled the girl out of all her savings, and then blocked her.
Qi Rang cheated many people out of their money.
Having gone bankrupt in his early years, he no longer knew what kindness was. He only knew that he had to survive.
He needs a lot of money to live a good life.
Otherwise, the debt collectors will not let him go.
As a bystander, Qi Rang felt cold all over. That ID... that ID was clearly his Shu Shu!
"Give the money back, I'm fucking telling you to give the money back!" Qi Rang went crazy and beat up the handsome man who looked exactly like him sitting in front of the computer, but it was useless. The other party seemed to be completely unaware of his presence.
Qi Rang vaguely guessed something.
My hands and feet became as stiff and cold as ice.
But he still didn't guess it right. It turned out that the truth was even more tragic than he thought.
It was so tragic that it took him a split second to realize it.
The girl was out for revenge.
There was a long chasm between him and his Shushu.
Qi Rang saw the depressed girl lying quietly on the bed, blood staining the white sheets from her wrists, like beautiful and stunning blood flowers. She had cut herself with a sharp weapon, trying to commit suicide.
But at the last moment, she regretted it.
It was hard to tell whether it was reluctance or some other emotion, but her strong desire to survive made her struggle to go to the hospital for help.
With trembling hands, she dialed Qi Rang's number and begged over and over again, crying, "Please, that's all my savings. I need treatment. I'll die without that money... Please, please be kind and return the money to me..."
But the man on the other end of the phone sneered and hung up.
Qi Rang looked at "his" face with sneer and ridicule.
"how so……"
He wanted to save his Shushu.
But when he got there, he saw the girl jumping off a tall building with her eyes closed.
People around were whispering, "Is she the woman who stole someone else's boyfriend? She's so ugly, but she has beautiful thoughts!"
"Why not find a quiet place to die? It's unlucky!"
"Tsk tsk, the person is dead, and you still don't have any moral integrity?"
"If you have the guts, stop laughing! You're gloating over someone else's misfortune with your bare face, and you're still criticizing us!"
A few college students walked by, laughing and joking.
Qi Rang's eyes flashed with blood. He stumbled and tried to get closer, but it seemed as if there was an invisible barrier blocking him. He couldn't see her clearly, but he knew... she was Pan Shu.
He was shrouded in a thick aura of death, "Shushu... Shushu..."
"Brother is wrong."
"Brother deserves to die, Shushu, I'm sorry...Brother really deserves to die."
Qi Rang suddenly understood what the girl had said in the ward, "But brother, you still haven't paid me back what you owe me."
turn out to be.
So this is what it means.
Qi Rang thought sadly how miserable his Shushu must be living.
He didn't even dare to think deeply about how much the girl hated him.
This absurd and desperate dream ended. Qi Rang sat up with a pale face and cold sweat. He dialed Ban Shu's number in a daze.
He wanted very much to hear her voice again.
Hear her say it herself:
Brother, did you have a nightmare?
It's just a nightmare.
But--
No number available.
The girl's phone number is no longer in service.
The man with exquisite features covered his face and cried in pain in the middle of the night.
…
On the south coast of the ocean, Pan Shu was pruning the rose branches that had just arrived this morning. She opened a flower shop to pass the time.
She has a great aesthetic and her bouquets are always beautifully packaged.
There are always a lot of guests.
Although most of them were directed at her.
Few people know that in a flower shop deep in the alley, there is a charming beauty hidden.
The guests who learned of this secret all kept it a secret, as no one wanted to bring themselves more rivals in love.
In addition, there is a system that deliberately erases all traces of Ban Shu's life, so Pei Ji and others have not been able to find her so far.
This is the fifth year since Panshu left.
Pei Du's strategy value accumulated day by day and reached the maximum value as early as the third year.
"Shushu."
"You're here."
In the early morning mist, the man's deep and handsome eyes stared at her fascinatedly. He said helplessly, "I have been pursuing you for five years. Give me a chance, boss lady."
The man in front of me has a gentle and elegant temperament. Although his facial features are deep, he is a pure Chinese.
However, he became a professor at the University of Pennsylvania at the age of 30, which can truly be described as a young and promising person.
The man was handsome, gentle and humorous. If he were not Fu Jinli's cousin, Pan Shu might have really fallen in love with him.
Pan Shu slowly handed him the wrapped bouquet, "These lisianthus flowers just flew in from China this morning. They're for you."
"Thank you." Fu Nian said helplessly, "If you need help, call me."
"Yeah. I will."
"Host, do you need to continue erasing your traces?" the system asked.
Pan Shu slowly raised her eyebrows, half-closed her eyes and looked lazily at the milky white mist outside the window in the early morning, "No need."
Whether she hides it or not, they will find her sooner or later.
Almost at the moment when Pan Shu's whereabouts were exposed, four men in China spontaneously took a private plane to a small town in Philadelphia overnight.
Qi Rang is now worth hundreds of billions.
He donates huge sums of money to charities every year and has also established the "Ban Shu Rescue Foundation." Perhaps it's atonement.
He is obviously a playboy, but there has been no gossip about him in the past five years.
The media once asked him.
Qi Rang only smiled bitterly and said:
He has a lover—
But he could not be forgiven by his lover.
The system said Qi Rang suffered from severe depression and had attempted suicide several times, but at the last moment he would break down and cry while holding Pan Shu's photo. He still wanted to see her.
He is still trying to get Panshu's forgiveness.
But these have nothing to do with Panshu.
The flower shop's business hours are very short. After all, the purpose of opening a flower shop is not to make a profit. After receiving a few more customers, Pan Shu was planning to close the shop and take a break.
At this time——
A slender hand pressed against the crack in the door.
"Sister, can you sell me a bunch of white camellia?"
White camellia.
"You can't take my love lightly."
Pan Shu looked up in a daze and saw Pei Ji looking at her quietly. He seemed to have not changed much, except that his facial features became more handsome and outstanding. The arrogant gray hair in her memory turned back to black, like thick ink.
He tilted his head and said softly, "Sister, Pei Ji misses you so much."
Pan Shu was silent for a moment.
Suddenly, another deliberately casual voice came to my ears, "Long time no see."
Long time no see, my beloved sweetheart.
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