Chapter 452

"Xiaochun, let's..." Jin Beisen wanted to talk but stopped, frowning.

Zhou Manchun raised his lips and smiled lightly. "When I come back, we will do well."

Looking at her soft face, there was a smile, and Jin Beisen's heart was finally more comfortable. He held her hand again, his eyes twinkled, and he asked with some uneasiness, "really?"

Zhou Manchun nodded solemnly, "well, you still owe me a 77."

Jin Beisen's handsome face finally smiled, "I'm sorry, Xiaochun."

"Never say sorry again."

……

When I walked out of the hospital, the setting sun was shining brightly, which dyed the blue sky into a large piece of purples.

They sat in the car, and Jin Beisen played the music. It was the song "seven princessdream" played by Zhou Manchun himself. The soothing Prelude sounded, and Zhou Manchun closed his eyes.

"When did you record it?" She asked casually.

"When you don't pay attention, of course." Jin Beisen smiled like a spring breeze, as if she felt that Zhou Manchun had come back, and she finally became no longer indifferent.

On this night, Zhou Manchun seemed to be a changed person, and she was also very enthusiastic about Jin Beisen. She slept in his arms, had nightmares in the middle of the night, turned on the desk lamp, opened her eyes, and saw the delicate face and sexy collarbone of the man.

She has seen this face so sentimentally that she can't see it ten thousand times. Time passes peacefully, but it can't erase the scar in her heart. Just like what Liu enxun said in the mental hospital, you may not be happy outside. Maybe you will be more painful than me. Yes, she is right.

The pain of bereavement is not a wound that can be healed in one or two days. Zhou Manchun can't go through this chop. Even if Liu enxun died one day, Zhou Manchun can't go through it, because it's not Liu enxun's fault.

The man Zhou Manchun hates is lying beside her.

If he had not been so complicated to get close to her, maybe they would have been very happy, but there was too much separation between them. Lin Xingyan and the dead child, no matter who they were, could never let Zhou Manchun go.

The night is very long, long let a person forget time.

The next morning, Zhou Manchun packed his bags when he was in bed. Jin Beisen suddenly hugged her from behind, afraid that she would not come back.

"Xiaochun, can you not leave?" The man's thin lips are pursed into a line, and the soft voice hides nostalgia.

"I'm just going to relax and come back in a week." Zhou Manchun raised a clean smile, zipped up the trunk, and said softly.

Jin Beisen has too many reluctant eyes, but he knows that if Zhou Manchun is not allowed to relax, she will not forgive herself. In this way, it's better to give her time to calm down.

Zhou Manchun is going to Z city. Instead of choosing a bullet train or a plane, she chooses to take a bus. Jin Beisen takes her to the south bus station. The passengers in the south bus station are coming and going. The bustling picture makes people unable to see the separation in front of her.

A young guide in a sun hat came over and said with a smile, "Hey, is that Miss Zhou?"

"Well, it's me."

"It's about to leave. Is Miss Zhou ready?"

Zhou Manchun nodded, turned his head and waved to Jin Beisen. His eyes were red with acid in an instant. "Beisen, I'm leaving. You need to take good care of yourself."

Jin Beisen reluctantly released her hand and smiled at her doting, "OK, I'll wait for you to come back."

After getting on the bus, Zhou Manchun looked around, and finally saw Yu Chen in the back row. Yu Chen was wearing black caps, a simple white shirt, and a gentle and elegant appearance.

"Senior." Zhou Manchun said with a smile.

"Are you ready, silly girl? It's too late to get off now. " Yu Chen's deep eyes narrowed slightly, showing a warm smile. His amber eyes sparkled and looked at Zhou Manchun directly.

"It's already ready. What about the things?" Zhou Manchun sat down beside Yu Chen.

At this time, the curtains on the bus were drawn. The bus started slowly and soon left the south station.

Yu Chen pulls out the divorce agreement that has been prepared for a long time from his briefcase, and hands it to paper and pen. Zhou Manchun opens the divorce agreement and signs his name on it. There is no nostalgia in his indifferent eyes.

She smiled and handed him the divorce agreement, hoping that all this would go on in such a peaceful way.

At 3 p.m., a city TV station is broadcasting a notice. The female anchor's sweet voice is no longer there. She reads the manuscript with mournful expression. "Here is a notice. At 2:30 p.m. this afternoon, a traffic accident happened at the intersection of Qinshan mountain in our city. The tourist car brake failed and fell off the cliff accidentally. The public security brigade has already rushed out. The identity of 30 tourists on the bus It has been confirmed that all 25 tourists are alive and four tourists are in the hospital for rescue, but they are not out of danger. One of the female tourists, Zhou Manchun, has not been found... "

JS International President Office.

Looking at the news, Jin Beisen's blood is boiling. Zhou Manchun is missing?

The man's calm face is set against the gray haze. He quickly picks up his mobile phone and dials Zhou Manchun's mobile phone, which is picked up by a strange man.

"Xiaochun." When he saw that the mobile phone was connected, Jin Beisen said ecstatically.

"Hello, this is Zhou Manchun's cell phone. I'm a police officer of a Public Security Bureau Brigade. We found Miss Zhou's bag. Are you Miss Zhou's family member? Is it convenient to come to the public security bureau? "

Jin Beisen took the car key and rushed out. Without turning back, he drove straight to the Public Security Bureau.

On the way, Jin Beisen called Uncle Zou and ordered all his brothers to go to the place where the accident happened to find Zhou Manchun. The place where the bus fell off the cliff was complex. Under the winding mountain road was the cliff. On the way to the Public Security Bureau, there was heavy rain.

The whole a city seems to be shrouded in a layer of misty rain

With an emergency car brake, Jin Beisen finally arrived at the Public Security Bureau.

The atmosphere in the public security bureau is low. The police are trying their best to investigate the traffic accident. Many family members of the patients are making trouble in the Public Security Bureau, asking for a statement. Jin Beisen goes directly into the office of the director general after crossing the crowd.

The director of the public security bureau had been waiting for Jin Beisen in his office for a long time. He knew that he would come, so he had prepared all the information.

"Mr. Jin, this is Miss Zhou's bag." Said the director with a gloomy face.