Chapter 2299 Is There Really... In This World?

Chapter 22 Really…

Mo Xiuchen said disapprovingly, "Losing and winning depend on card skills, not just because they want to win."

"You are not afraid?"

Tan Mu smiled and looked towards the kitchen.

The implication couldn't be more obvious.

Mo Xiuchen curled his lips and was about to say something when he saw Wen Ran and Jing Xiaocha coming out of the kitchen door carrying fruit plates.

He immediately swallowed the words that came to his lips, turned around and walked a few steps over to take the fruit plate from Wen Ran's hand, "Of course, I'll do it."

"Need not."

Wen Ran smiled and shook his head.

After a while, Bai Xiaoxiao and Bai Yiyi each brought out a plate of fruit.

Wen Ran served some nuts and snacks.

A few grown men played mahjong.

They sat aside and looked at the cards.

The table was not closed until ten o'clock in the evening. In the end, Gu Kai won alone, Mo Xiuchen did not win even if he did not lose, and Wen Jin and Luo Haofeng both lost.

Qin Mu stood up first, "Go home."

His parents and his father-in-law and mother-in-law had already taken a walk back to Tan's house after dinner. Qingqing and Mo Ziyi went out after dinner.

Qin Mu walked home and did not enter the living room. Instead, he drove a car from the garage to the cemetery.

The cemetery is already quiet late at night, and it is cold in winter, so there is no one around.

Tan Mu gathered up his coat, came to the tombstone, and turned on the flashlight on his cell phone. The illuminated tombstone was An Lin's quiet and gentle smile.

In this quiet night, it gave people the feeling that she had not left, but was right in front of him, looking at him and smiling.

Tan Mu stared at the woman on the tombstone, and a touch of warmth appeared in his lonely eyes.

The corner of his mouth slowly curved into a warm smile. After a long while, he raised his hand and touched the cold tombstone.

The cold touch penetrated his skin and went straight to his heart, and a trace of pain could not help but seep into the smile on his lips.

The whole person suddenly became cold.

"Lin, are you okay over there?"

The wind blowing by his ears blew away the words he spoke, but it couldn't blow away the sadness between his brows, nor the longing for his beloved in his eyes.

"Time flies so fast. In the blink of an eye, you have been gone for more than four years."

He said it was fast, but in fact, every second of the past four years seemed as long as a century.

Ever since An Lin left, he has never stayed up all night long. At first, he always had insomnia all night long.

Gu Kai prescribed Chinese medicine for him, but it was of no use if he took it.

Heart disease can only be cured by heart medicine.

The people around him saw him sad and losing weight, but they couldn't do anything to help him.

A year later, he slowly accepted the fact that he had lost her, and it took another three years for him to finally adapt to living alone in this world.

"do you know?"

He stared at the woman on the tombstone with longing eyes. She smiled so gently and tenderly, and he wanted to be with her so much.

"I've always wanted to stay with you, but I couldn't let go of Qingqing before. If I leave, her knot will never be untied for the rest of her life."

"But, I don't worry about you being alone there... Qingqing and Zi Yi should have come to see you together. She and Zi Yi have finally reconciled. Zi Yi is still our son-in-law. It was you who The son-in-law I snatched over twenty years ago.”

He still remembered how An Lin looked when she fell in love with Zi Yi and competed with him to be her son-in-law.

I was afraid that if it was too late, Zi Yi would be snatched away by another girl.

"We are all relieved to hand over Qingqing to Zi Yi. Just three days ago, Xiu Chen and I had avenged you and got rid of the sniper who killed you. But the revenge has not been finished yet. The real The mastermind behind this has not been punished yet...wait until I have avenged you."

His eyes gradually became moist.

He wanted to say, "When I finish avenging you, I will go find you."

However, the words could not come out of his mouth.

He knew it clearly in his heart.

Even if he had avenged An Lin, he could not go to her.

She left, but he had to live alone.

It's not that I'm afraid of death, it's that I can't die.

They still had parents, and he had to be filial to their parents. If he really went to accompany her regardless, she would definitely blame him.

In my heart, a deep layer of sadness suddenly surged up.

Tan Mu's lonely figure slowly squatted in front of the tombstone, and his voice was so low that it was almost inaudible, "Lin, if you miss me, come to me in your dreams. One day I will go to accompany you."

After he finished speaking, he calmed down his emotions, then sat down against the tombstone and stayed with her quietly without speaking.

I don’t know how long it took, but the cell phone rang.

Tan Mucai turned sideways and took out his cell phone.

When he saw the caller ID, his eyes flashed and he pressed the answer button, "Hello, Ah Jin."

"How long will you stay with An Lin?"

Late at night, Wen Jin's voice came gently.

Tan Mu was slightly startled and turned his head to look in the direction of the cemetery entrance.

"Ajin, are you also in the cemetery?"

"Well, I'll wait for you in the car. If you don't come out, I'll go in to find you."

A few minutes later.

Qin Mu got into Wen Jin's car.

The heated carriage was insulated from the winter cold, and the coldness on his body was quickly driven away.

In the driver's seat, Wen Jin turned sideways and looked at Tan Mu with a frown, "You hurt your arm and didn't go home to rest. You came to the cemetery and stayed until midnight. If Qingqing found out, she would be sad. ”

"How did you know?"

"I saw you driving your car in this direction, and Xiu Chen just called me again, so I came to find you."

Listening to Wen Jin's words, Tan Mu's heart, which was still occupied by sadness, felt a layer of warmth again.

He lowered his eyes and landed on the instrument panel in front of him, "I've been away for a few days and I'm here to see An Lin."

Wen Jin's eyes changed slightly and he said nothing.

He didn't know what to say.

It has been four years, but Tan Mu has not gotten over the sadness of losing An Lin.

He felt that nothing he could say was worthless.

He arrived behind him, but Tan Mu didn't notice him, so he didn't bother him and just sat quietly in the car.

Wait for him.

"How long have you been here?"

Looking up at Wen Jin, Qin Mu asked with a smile.

Wen Jin raised his eyebrows and said, "You have been here as long as you want. If I don't call you, do you plan to stay here for the night?"

"How could it be? It's winter now, not summer."

Wen Jin snorted coldly, "You still know it's winter, so you come to the cemetery wearing so little."

"Ajin, do you think there is everything in this world?"

"What do you mean, I don't understand?" Wen Jin looked at Tan Mu with confusion. He spoke inexplicably and he really couldn't understand.

Tan Mu raised his lips and smiled.

Another way to ask, "Do you think there are really psychics in this world? Do dead people really have souls and can they really meet with the living?"

A flash of astonishment flashed through Wen Jin's eyes, "Amu, you don't think you can see An Lin, do you?"

Tan Mu had this look on his face, "If there really is a psychic in this world, then I want to give it a try."

"Aren't those a lie?"

"Maybe it's true. Please help me keep an eye on it. If you know anyone who knows that, please tell me." After Tan Mu finished speaking, he reached out and patted his shoulder, and then said, "Go home." Then he pulled away. The door opened and got out of the car.