The local tyrant president is not easy to mess with

Chapter 21 The Encounter in the Cemetery
"Who it is, you don't need to know." Leng Muxuan stepped up and walked towards the garage, "You should go inside and continue eating."

Have a meal!Hu Die really wanted to yell, "Eat wool, eat!"
But considering that she was in Leng's residence and her own empress dowager was also there, she silently held back and continued to pretend to be a lady, just staring at Leng Muxuan's car driving away from her eyes.

In the dead of night, Ran Zijin was lying on the bed, dumbfounded about being tricked into going on a blind date by Principal Ye.

Because of Ye Sizhen's appearance, the image of Qiao Zheqing kept appearing in her mind tonight.

Thinking of Qiao Zheqing, she felt a dull pain in her heart, as if a piece of her heart had been dug out, but after a long time, although the pain would not be piercing, but there were still sequelae that would occasionally attack.

Ran Zijin turned over, forced himself not to think about Qiao Zheqing, and wanted to sleep soundly, but heard the door of the dormitory being opened.

Then the light was turned on, and she saw the crying butterfly with red eyes.

"Hu Die, what's wrong with you?" Ran Zijin was taken aback, and quickly jumped off the bed, holding Hu Die's hand, with a worried expression on his face.

"Zijin..." Hu Die hugged Ran Zijin and cried even harder, speaking intermittently, "He...he doesn't...don't...I..."

"Who? Who doesn't want you anymore?" Ran Zijin's heart was suspended by Hu Die's endless words. She pulled Hu Die to sit by the bed and poured her another glass of water. "Hu Die, drink a glass of water, take a breath, and tell me what's going on."

Hu Die didn't drink any water, and wiped her tears with her hand, "Leng Muxuan doesn't want me! He said he has someone he likes, so he messed up tonight's blind date."

After hearing this, Ran Zijin fell down and sat beside Hu Die, but found that he was acting too obviously, so he quickly cleared up his emotions.

Fortunately, Hu Die only cared about her own sadness, and didn't notice Ran Zijin's strangeness.

"Zijin, he doesn't want me!" Hu Die bit her lower lip, "But I won't let go, I must let him fall under my pomegranate skirt, and then I will shake him off hard!"

"Well, good. Then stop crying and go wash your face." Ran Zijin followed Hu Die and helped her pour water to wash her face.

Hu Die is not an impulsive person, but at this moment, although these words are her temporary angry words, they still make Ran Zijin's heart beat violently.

She was still hesitating whether to tell her about that night, but she didn't have the courage to speak out several times, so she could only stand beside Die Die and rub her hands nervously, watching her seriously wash her face.

After washing her face, Hu Die pursed her lips and smiled coquettishly at Ran Zijin, "Zijin, I'm going to squeeze a bed with you tonight."

"Okay." Ran Zijin turned his back and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

In the near future, the opportunity for good girlfriends to huddle together under the quilt may never come again.

Hu Die will definitely hate her...

The next day was still gloomy. After Hu Die got up, she continued to go home to become a princess. Ran Zijin went to the library for a day, thinking about finishing her thesis as soon as possible, and it was time for her defense.

Recently, the weather in City H is always gloomy and gloomy, not quite like the rhythm of summer, but rather gloomy and gloomy like late autumn, just like Ran Zijin's mood.

Standing in the corridor of the library, Ran Zijin saw people coming and going in the small courtyard through the window, and suddenly felt dazed.

Everyone here seems to have a destination to go to, only she has nowhere to go, and she doesn't know what will happen in the future.

Someone downstairs called her mother, and Ran Zijin saw a pair of twins, throwing themselves into the arms of a female teacher one after another, with satisfied smiles on their faces.

Mother……

Ran Zijin's lips parted slightly, and he moaned as if sighing.

It was a gloomy day and a little cold in the evening.

Ran Zijin hugged a bouquet of calla lilies, rolled up his clothes in the cold wind, and walked into the cemetery.

The large parking lot divides the cemetery into two parts. The left side is the simplest cemetery, while the right side is the most luxurious.

Ran Zijin's mother was sleeping on the left, because she placed calla lilies in front of the tombstone. This is her mother's favorite flower, and she would buy a bouquet every time she came.

"Mom, I'm here to see you." She pursed her lips and smiled slightly, taking out a handkerchief and wiping her mother's photo over and over again.

In the photo, Ran Zijin's mother's young face has a faint smile, a pair of talking eyes, shining with love, as if she is also looking at Ran Zijin.

Ran Zijin's talking eyes and good skin are all inherited from his mother.

"Time flies, mom, when you left, I was only in the sixth grade, and now I'm about to graduate from college."

Ran Zijin fell into that painful memory...

When the car came from behind, the mother pushed away from her, and then the car went straight into the mother.

The mother fell into a pool of blood, and the vehicle that caused the accident fled quickly, leaving her holding her mother covered in blood and crying helplessly...

In the end, some kind-hearted person notified the police, and the police called an ambulance. My mother was in a coma for more than a month due to excessive blood loss.

She woke up suddenly before she died, and the last thing she said was to make Ran Zijin swear to her that she would not track down the murderer.

Of course Ran Zijin knew that her mother saw the murderer, but she didn't want that person to be punished.

In fact, even if he didn't track down the murderer, Ran Zijin knew who that person was.

So, she hates him!Will never forgive him!

The sky was getting darker and grayer, as if a heavy rain was going to cover it.A gust of cold wind blew by, even though it was the weather in May, people still couldn't help shivering.

In the middle of the luxurious cemetery on the right, a tombstone is surrounded by flowers, and a half-drunk man is sitting on the platform in front of the tomb... Leng Muxuan.

The knuckles of his hand holding the beer can were white, showing how hard he was.

The one buried underground is his first love girlfriend, and there is no photo on the tombstone.

He frowned, staring at the only three words on the tombstone... Ruan Yifei, as if he wanted to see through them and look straight into the tomb.

Many times, when he sat in front of this tombstone, he felt the urge to dig this grave.

He just wanted to make sure whether there was Ruan Yifei's body in this tomb, and whether his Yifei was dead.

After meeting Ran Zijin that day, this impulse became even stronger.

The appearance of Ran Zijin made Ruan Yifei's disappearance and death even more confusing.

"Yifie..." Leng Muxuan, who was almost drunk, stretched out his hand to touch the cold tombstone, and muttered to himself.

He remembered that in the two months before Ruan Yifei disappeared, she always flew to Australia frequently.

He asked her why, and she said, "I like the weather in Australia, the vineyards and the wine over there."

"Isn't the French better?" he said.

"No, I like Australian wine." She smiled sweetly in his arms, "Mu Xuan, I learned how to make wine in Australia, come back and give you the wine I brewed myself, okay?"

"You started to learn to be a good wife and mother so early?" He still hugged her and teased her, and couldn't help stealing the fragrance from her red lips.

But who knew, one day two months later, he could no longer contact Ruan Yifei, and she completely disappeared from his life, and even her family also disappeared.

He searched for her for a year, and what he finally got was such a small grave with no photos and no epitaph.

(End of this chapter)