Chapter 21

Time flies. In a flash, three years have passed.

Those things that once thought time would fade away, but they didn't decrease at all.

Missing is like a madly growing rose, rushing out of the obstacles with all her life

A tall and straight figure stood in front of the French window, the side face like a knife cut outlined a cold and proud arc, slender fingers slowly shaking the dark red wine in the goblet, the expression on the face was calm and indifferent.

The door of the office suddenly opened, and Lu Yan rushed in from the outside, panting and taking a mouthful of the water cup on the desk, "Ze Yan, I have news."

As soon as his voice fell, the man standing in front of the French window slowly turned around, with a trace of urgency in his tone, "she has news?"

"Yes, next week's fashion week, model Sophie promised to come and give us a walk."

Lu Yan's words a export, Huo Zeyan's face flashed a touch of lonely color, he slightly drooped his eyes, the expression is somewhat elusive, "Oh, I know."

It's not her. It's not her.

In the past three years, Huo Zeyan did not know how many times he hoped and how many times he woke up from disappointment.

Three years ago, he found out by accident that after Xiaoyue died, the doctor named Johnson also disappeared.

Coincidentally, he found that Qiao Sen and Gu Xiaoyue were also alumni of the University, which made him suspicious.

It's just that the disappearance of Johnson is so strange, just like the evaporation of the human world, he has no trace at all. He has spent a lot of energy to find him, but he has not found him.

There must be something strange about that year. Maybe Xiaoyue is still alive! Huo Zeyan's heart has always had this fluke.

If Lu Yan hadn't cremated the body, he would have been able to look deeper. Unfortunately, the only clue left now is Johnson. He is the only one who knows the truth of the matter.

"There's another piece of good news." Seeing Huo Zeyan's face darkened, Lu Yan continued.

Huo Zeyan languidly sat on the boss chair, deep black eyes light swept him one eye, motioned him to continue to say.

"There's news for Johnson." Lu Yan's solemn opening road.

"What did you say?" He had been waiting for this news for too long. When he really heard it, he felt that it was not true.

"I said I had news from Johnson." Lu Yan pauses and looks up at Huo Zeyan. "Gu Xiaoyue may not be dead..."

"Where is she now?" Huo Zeyan's tone can't hide the excitement, and the big hand on the table can't help shaking gently.

The news is too surprising, his heart is about to jump out of the chest, Xiaoyue is not dead, how is she?

What to do? It's like meeting her right away.

He has been holding on for a long time. He has so much to say to her.

The most important thing is that he hasn't had time to tell her! "I love you" has become his eternal regret.

See Huo Ze Yan so excited, Lu Yan some in the heart can't bear, lightly sighed a breath, "Ze Yan, you still don't hold too big hope!"

"What did you say?" Huo Zeyan's face changed slightly. Seeing that Lu Yan didn't speak, he suddenly stood up from his desk, reached for his collar, and growled, "what the hell do you say?"

"She may be married."

"And the children..."

As soon as Lu Yan's phone came out, Huo Zeyan was stunned and kept echoing Lu Yan's words: she may have been married and had children

No, it's impossible!

He has to see it with his own eyes. He doesn't believe it!

Yes, none of this is true

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