Chapter 303

It's all over.

Fang Rou nestled in his arms and breathed unevenly.

The blush on his face still hasn't faded.

She was surprised by Mu Zongyuan's strength. After all, they are both old.

I think it's funny.

"Ah Rou, honeymoon trip, where do you want to go?"

Mu Zongyuan asked his wife in his arms.

"Honeymoon trip..."

Fang Rou whispered and shook her head, "Zongyuan, I want to go back and have a look... Xuewei..."

When she said this, the voice was a little tight.

Thinking of his daughter, my heart couldn't stop a burst of colic.

"She must be very lonely and lonely when she is there alone! I want to tell her personally that her father is back... "

"Ah Rou..."

Mu Zongyuan clenched his wife's hand, "OK, let's go and see Xuewei! Go accompany her... "

In this life, as a father, he really owes her too much.

He wants to make up for it, but he has lost even this chance!!

Mu Zongyuan felt a little uncomfortable, but he knew that tonight was their wedding night. It was really inappropriate to talk about this, so he comforted his wife and told her not to think about the sad past.

People have to look forward, don't they?

On the tombstone, a smiling face of a young girl.

Even after four years, the smiling face is always fixed and young.

The rain shed tears at the first sight and was speechless instantly.

Xue Wei

She is still so young!

However, she no longer exists in their world!

If only she were still there

She can accompany them to witness the happiness of mom and Dad... However, there are not so many ifs in this world.

Mu Beicheng wiped her tears for yuluo, hugged her shoulder and comforted her, "don't cry, Xuewei won't want to see you like this..."

"Well..."

Rain nodded, smiled and comforted his mother, "Mom, don't be sad..."

Fang Rou tightens her daughter's hand and puts a bunch of white chrysanthemums in front of Xuewei's tombstone... Looking at the bunch of white chrysanthemums symbolizing the death, Fang Rou's sad mood suddenly rushes to her heart and sobs uncontrollably.

"Xuewei, how can you be so selfish... Just abandon your mother and sister... My child... Wuwuwuwu..."

"Ah Rou, stop crying..."

Mu Zongyuan squatted down, held his wife and looked at the photos on the tombstone. He was also sad.

The girl in the picture is really similar to herself.

Although he had never been masked, however, he was a close relative. Blood was thicker than water, and his mood was somewhat depressed.

"Xuewei, I'm Dad! Although dad has never seen you or heard you call me "Dad", but... Dad still loves you! I hope you will have a good life in heaven, carefree, and continue to be the daughter of your parents in your next life! "

Mu Zongyuan said in a dumb voice and bowed piously to the tombstone.

Mu Beicheng also came forward and made a deep bow to Xuewei.

For his sister, he had too many apologies... But when he came to her tombstone, he found that he couldn't say anything.

Perhaps, in this life, this sister is destined to be their family, a pity!!

Finally, Xiao Ranran also walked forward and knelt down to his little aunt.

The wind, blowing

Blowing the leaves of the tomb forest, the white chrysanthemum is carried by the breeze and slowly blows... The wind is like a fairy humming a sad tune

Xuewei in the sky, I hope you are all right!!

Forget the sadness and hatred of the world, and live happily in your country!!

A year later————

……

At two o'clock in the morning, there was still a yellow light in the study.

The rain knocked on the empty door and went in.

"So late, still busy, don't plan to go to bed tonight?"

As soon as the rain appeared, Mu Beicheng subconsciously closed the computer in front of him.

"Wake up?"

Mu Beicheng stretched out his hand and led the rain falling towards him.

The rain fell on him and sat down, "well, as soon as I woke up, I saw that you weren't there, so I got up to have a look. What are you doing so late?"

The rain glanced at the computer he had covered.

If he is not mistaken, he seems to be hiding something from her.

The rain lifted his eyelids, "why? It won't be so late. Which sister are you chatting with online? "

She narrowed her eyes, put her hands on Mu Beicheng's shoulder and tilted her head, "isn't it? It's only been a year. Are you going to empathize? "

Mu Beicheng chuckled, "have no confidence in yourself?"

The rain rolled his mouth, "maybe you're tired of eating."

Mu Beicheng pinched the nose of the rain, "I can't get tired of it."

Obviously it's a joke, but the rain can feel Mu Beicheng's not easy.

He has something on his mind.

And it's a worried look.

"What's the matter? Unhappy? "

Yuluo asked him if she saw the sword frowning. She couldn't help but reach out and wipe his eyebrows. "Don't frown, it's not good-looking! If you really can't let go, do you want to consider telling your wife? Your wife is very broad-minded and can hold a lot of things... Whether happy or sad... "

Mu Beicheng held the free little hand of the rain falling on his eyebrows, put it in his palm and kept grinding.

His head was slightly low, his thin lips pursed gently, and he didn't say a word for a long time.

The rain knows that he is still hesitating.

Hesitated to tell her about this heavy heart.

The rain did not force him, but waited patiently.

She knew that if he could be so careful, it would not be a simple thing.

"Do you remember I told you..."

When Mu Beicheng said this, he paused slightly before continuing, "these years, I have been making some improper transactions for a gangster..."

His heavy voice makes people worried.

The rain fell and held his hand. He couldn't help but tighten it again and again. There was a pale dream between his fingers.

In fact, she always remembers it

How can she forget such an important thing

She didn't say it, but... She didn't dare to say it, didn't want to mention it, and didn't want to think about it.

She deceived herself, thinking that it would never have happened if she didn't say it. Now, he suddenly mentioned it so carefully, and the rain fell a little nervous.

"I promised him to work for him for five years..."

"But now five years have passed!"

The rain shook his palm excitedly.

In the palm, some ice cold

It has been cool to the tip of the heart of the rain.

Mu Beicheng tightened his strength and shook the rain, "well, five years have passed, but... He doesn't intend to let me go easily! So I asked him to finish it tomorrow. "

"Who did you ask?"

The rain is so nervous that even the heartbeat seems to be about to stop.

"Gang boss, thunder hand!!"

"Tomorrow?"

"Yes! Tomorrow... "

The little hands of the rain trembled faintly.

His face was slightly white, "one... Do you have to go?"

"Must go!"

Mu Beicheng nodded affirmatively, "there must be an end between me and the underworld! The rain fell... "

He raised his eyes and looked at her. In his dark eyes, there were flashes of dreams, guilt and helplessness. "I'm sorry, I left you with me before I sorted out all the troubles, but because of you and ran ran, I have to end it with them now!"

"Then..."

The rain bit his lower lip, "is there life-threatening?"

Mu Beicheng shook his head and didn't hide the rain, "I don't know, but I promise I will try my best to protect myself, okay?"

"OK..."

Rain nodded, "you must be careful!! Well... Tomorrow... "

"No! You can't go with me! "

"But I'll be worried about you."

"Then you can't go!"

Mu Beicheng insisted, "if the rain falls, you go with me, it will only distract me more."

Yes

"OK, then promise me that after handling it, you will report peace to me at the first time, okay?"

"Good! Must... "

……

Next day——

Morning, eight o'clock.

Mu Beicheng drove alone to the agreed place.

The car stopped in front of an independent villa.

Two men in black led Mu Beicheng inside, "the boss is already waiting for you."

"Thank you."

The three walked to the villa together.

Approaching the hall, he saw that the thunder hand was already waiting there.

The thunder player's age is equivalent to that of Mu Zongyuan. According to the seniority, Mu Beicheng should call his uncle.

"Uncle Lei!"

Mu Beicheng went over and called politely.

The thunder hand seemed to like Mu Beicheng very much. As soon as he saw him, he got up with a smile, "you boy, long time no see!"

He personally beckoned Mu Beicheng to his seat and ordered someone to bring tea.

Mu Bei took two bites and went straight to the subject.

"Uncle Lei, people don't talk in secret. I came to you today. You know exactly what it is for!"

The thunder hand, who was making tea, suddenly looked up at him, his eyes were cold, but the corners of his mouth were still smiling, "why? Can't wait to jump out of me? "

"Uncle Lei, when I promised you, I was alone. Now I have a family, so I can't take risks regardless of life and death as before! I think you can experience this feeling. "

When he was young, he fell into the underworld. Later, he had his favorite girl. They had a child together, but they didn't want to have a good time. They were chased by their enemies in the underworld, resulting in the death of his wife and children. He lived alone. In order to avenge his wife and children, he chose to fall into the underworld again, but until now, But he is still alone... Mu Beicheng also knows that he once recognized his mother Zhang wanqiu as his dry sister, in fact, it is also because she has a face similar to his dead wife.

However, similarity is just similarity!

It seems that because of Mu Beicheng's words, the thunder hand thought of his past, so that he didn't say a word for a long time.

After a long time

"Are you sure you've considered it?"

He asked Beicheng coldly.

"Yes, Uncle Lei!"

The thunder hand continued to brew Kung Fu tea in his hand, and then slowly said, "if you have to leave, Uncle Lei won't force you to stay, but you also know that there are guild rules in the guild! If you want to go, it depends on you... Whether you can get through this door or not!! "

Mu Beicheng still smiled calmly and calmly. His face didn't show any dew. His fingers knocked on the chair with rhythm. He turned his head and asked the thunder hand, "what do you want to do, Uncle Lei?"

"It depends on whether you are brave enough!"