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According to the news, the culprit was among the mourners. That person was a competitor of Zhou Jin's father before he died, and the company was only purchased now.

As for why he had chosen Zhou Jin, according to the confession of the suspect, the target was chosen at random. At that time, he wanted to kill Zhou Jin to vent his anger, but there was nothing he could do.

In short, the incident had caused a sensation in the entire city. Although the Zhou family had controlled the media to prevent it from being reported, the rumors had never stopped. There were all sorts of rumours, but the news had soon been replaced by the happy atmosphere of the New Year.

I didn't go to the funeral, at that time the New Year movie was busy during the promotion period, busy to the point that I only slept for three or four hours a day. When I opened my eyes, it was a makeup event for me to visit.

The employees of the company were all happily cleaning up their desks, exchanging their blessings for the New Year. I had Little Wang purchase generous New Year presents for them, as well as generous dividends for them, so they were all very enthusiastic about it. In the afternoon, the sound of "Happy New Year to Miss Eyre" and "See you next year Miss Eyre" continuously rose and fell outside my office.

The door kept on being knocked, pushed open, and closed until it finally became night, and everyone dispersed. After Little Wang said goodbye to me for the last time, I restrained my laughter and slid into my seat. After a while, I was surrounded by a great emptiness and sorrow, as if I was in an empty and desolate city, desolate beyond compare.

In this world, it's only me, everyone has their backs to me, and they are walking further and further away from me. Even Zhou Jin, who had told me that he was the envoy of their family and only found his girlfriend after I got married, abandoned me.

Fortunately, Guo Yunyan had not even pushed open the door and entered the room.

Ever since Zhou Jin passed away, Guo Yunyan and I have grown closer, and our relationship became more and more stable. With him here, I would never feel lonely.

"Let's go eat. I've already reserved a table. I have a gathering with friends that I want you to accompany me to, is that alright?"

As usual, he arranged for me to go to bed.

"Alright." I pulled myself together, hugged her and changed my clothes. I put on some fresh makeup and followed Guo Yunyan to eat.

When I went to see his friend, Guo Yunyan drove the car to the outside of the flower shop, and told me to wait for him for a while. I thought that he wanted to buy me some flowers, but then came out empty-handed, only after getting on the car, he had a mysterious smile on his face.

The headlights illuminated the area in front of us as bright as day. There was a brand-new gray granite tombstone, and I knew that Zhou Jin's name was carved on it.

Guo Yunyan opened the car door for me and took out a bunch of white chrysanthemums, passing them over to me and said, "I'm sorry, I made the decision on my own, because I feel that you really want to see him. It's just that you lack the courage to face reality."

I took the flowers, supported his car, and placed the white chrysanthemum in front of Zhou Jin's tombstone.

There was a black-and-white photo of him, dressed in formal attire with his hair done properly in thirty to seventy percent of it. His thick eyebrows, big eyes, and thin lips made him look like he was smiling, but also had an adorable face.

If a passerby were to see this photo, they would definitely feel very regretful. It was a pity that someone who was so young and handsome had died so early after hearing the story of his prodigal son's return had truly shed tears. It was as if someone like him didn't deserve to die, and the beggars by the side of the road were living well.

However, I kept thinking back to the first time I saw Zhou Jin. That day was the "Qingcheng era" 's lion-killing feast, and I was schemed into a corner by someone. He casually appeared in the room wearing a pink suit and had a fashionable airplane head.

If others called him Master Zhou, on the surface, they would only treat him as their leader, and they didn't even flatter him enough. He relied on his money, and when he bullied people, he did not even bat an eyelid, he punched and kicked them when he was unhappy, and when he was happy, he would throw away money to drive a sports car to chase women, not putting others in his eyes at all, as if this was a world that he could play with as he pleased.

At that time, I really hated him to death. Even when I heard him sob and tell the story of how he betrayed his love, I didn't have much sympathy for him.

Actually, I didn't hate him at all at the beginning. Accepting him as my friend was something that happened after I broke up with Gao Kan for the past two to three years.

Initially, I ate and played games and sang karaoke with him because I wanted to hear things related to Gao Kan from him. After a while, I got used to his existence and accepted his friendship.

But that doesn't mean I can live with his bastards.

I'm not some white lotus. Although I often do charity, I'm not really a mother of love, but my yearning for justice in my heart is still very warm.

Many people felt that it was a huge blow to me not to go to Zhou Jin's funeral. Like many cliché plots, at the last moment, I suddenly realized that true love was him and that it was impossible for me to accept reality.

Guo Yunyan probably thought the same.

On the day of Zhou Jin's father's funeral, when he was killed, Gao Kan pulled me by the hand and closed both of his eyes, touching Zhou Jin's ice-cold, deathly still skin, I suddenly burst into tears, ignoring my image as I squatted on the ground, thus causing many to misunderstand.

Not really.

It was only later on that I realized that the reason I lost control of myself back then wasn't because of losing a friend like Zhou Jin, but because of the Gao Kan who was half hugging my shoulders.

Although Gao Kan was very close to me at that time, I felt that he was like Zhou Jin and was moving further and further away from me.

Zhou Jin's death didn't take away my feelings, but it cut off the last thread of connection between Gao Kan and me.

No one ever told me what happened to Kanagol, where he went, who he met, what he did. Kanagol actually loved you, he really loved you.

Similarly, if he sees Gao Kan, he will also tell him about my matter.

Afterwards, he would explain some of the small details of Gao Kan's capabilities to me in great detail.

Regardless of whether he was telling the truth or not, I still believed him and felt very happy.

It was the only way I could comfort myself.

Although Gao Kan and I had separated, becoming friends with passers-by in a normal and casual manner, but because he had once penetrated deep into my body, and we had set off raging waves in each other's hearts, I still felt that we had some sort of relationship, a kind of unerasable relationship that continued to haunt me for life.

If we think like this, even if we can't be together for the rest of our lives, we shouldn't be so regretful that we can't fill up our empty hearts.

But when Zhou Jin goes, it's like a pair of scissors, completely cutting off the connection between Gao Kan and me.

From today onwards, I cannot openly ask anyone about Gao Kan's information, and even more so, no one will be as loyal as Zhou Jin and help me pass along a few thoughts.

At the thought of this, I felt that I was finished. I even felt a sense of utter desolation.

I don't know how to live without Gao Kan for the rest of my life.