Mu wennuan sits in a wheelchair and is pushed downstairs to the restaurant.
The breakfast was great, but there was no one at the table.
Mu wennuan asked, "where's Xie Aisheng?"
The servant replied, "Mr. Xie left early in the morning."
Mu wennuan doesn't bother to ask where Xie Aisheng has gone. Anyway, he won't tell his servant.
Halfway through breakfast, she suddenly looked up and asked, "where's Li JiuHeng?"
Mu wennuan noticed that when she mentioned Li JiuHeng, the servants on the scene all looked strange.
Mu Nuan guessed: "do you all know Li JiuHeng?"
The servants did not speak, but bowed their heads.
"It seems that I know each other." Mu wennuan ate breakfast slowly and said, "what good does Xie Aisheng give you to do things for him like this? Li JiuHeng used to be the same as you, but you saw his end, didn't you? "
The servants, like the dead, did not speak or move.
Mu wennuan felt tired and asked, "has Li JiuHeng gone too?"
No one cares.
Mu warm cold hum a, slowly said: "you don't say, I'll find myself, a room a room to find."
Although her spirit is much better now, her body is not obviously improved. If she goes on searching room by room, her body will certainly not be able to support her.
So, at last, mu wennuan was taken by the servant to meet Li JiuHeng.
Li JiuHeng was lying on the bed with nutrient solution. His wound had been wrapped in gauze. He was mummified and couldn't move. Only his eyes were still exposed.
When Mu Nuan went in, Li JiuHeng closed his eyes.
Mu wennuan stares at Li JiuHeng who closes his eyes for a moment and says: "you go out."
To some surprise, the servants who came in with her backed out, but they didn't take the door with them when they went out.
They all went out, Mu Nuan said in a voice: "asleep?"
Lying on the bed, Li JiuHeng opened his eyes at this time.
He can't move all over, he can only open his eyes and try his best to look in the direction where Mu Nuan is.
Mu Nuan turns the wheel of the wheelchair and approaches the head of Li JiuHeng's bed.
They look at each other for a moment, and Mu Nuan takes the lead in looking away.
The memory of Li JiuHeng, is not a polite hypocrisy appearance, is the appearance of insidious calculation.
For the first time, I saw Li JiuHeng's failure.
Sure enough, everyone in the world has a killer.
Li JiuHeng's nemesis is probably Xie Aisheng.
Mu wennuan looked out of the window, but he said to Li JiuHeng, "why do you want to kill Xie Aisheng?"
Li JiuHeng laughed, his voice was hoarse, and it was just a vague "Ho Ho" sound coming from his mouth.
If the room is not too quiet, it is almost hard to recognize that he is laughing.
Mu wennuan takes back her eyes and puts them on Li JiuHeng's face.
The corner of his mouth is slightly crooked, the arc is very small, but it is not difficult to distinguish that it is a very ironic arc.
Mu wennuan looks at him quietly, but Li JiuHeng seems to fall into his own thoughts, as if he has completely forgotten mu wennuan.
After sitting for a while, mu wennuan turned his wheelchair and went out.
Behind him came Li JiuHeng's indistinct voice: "warm."
Mu wennuan stopped and looked back at him.
Li JiuHeng, looking at Mu Nuan, said: "Nuan Nuan, I never wanted to hurt you..."