Time is as if it is still at this moment.

The wind no longer blows, and the water no longer flows.

Only women lean on men's chest.

Everything is just like eternal at this time.

I don’t know how long it took, but the man let go of the woman, without saying a word, turned around and left.

"Can you tell me who you are?"

Seeing the other party's departure, Qiu Mucheng's eyebrows were full of doubts.

She didn't know why, but the strange man in front of her actually gave her an unparalleled sense of familiarity and intimacy.

It’s like the person who was in her previous life who had looked back five hundred times passed by in this life.

Especially when I fell in her arms just now, my heart was extremely warm and comfortable.

It's like a fish melting into the water and enjoying the joy of the fish and water.

After so many years, she has only experienced this feeling of fusion in that man.

But that man is gone.

She watched with her own eyes the coffin containing his body be buried.

But Qiu Mucheng didn't expect that when he arrived in Jiangbei, he would meet another man who gave her such a feeling.

However, he was wearing a mask, Qiu Mucheng couldn't see his face at all.

But, it is very familiar and intimate, just like the destined person.

Qiu Mucheng's heart suddenly jumped up quickly.

She became a little nervous and asked the name of the man in front of her.

But the other party ignored her.

Qiu Mucheng continued to ask: "May I ask, do you know Ye Fan?"

For a moment, the man's body trembled slightly.

Still silent.

And the man speeds up and leaves quickly.

"Mom, it's dad..."

"Did Dad come to see us?"

Xiaoxiaofan had already come over at some point. He raised his tender little face, looked at the direction the man left, and asked his mother.

Qiu Mucheng didn't know how to answer.

Why, the feeling that that person gave her was so similar to what Ye Fan gave her?

But she was sure she was dead.

Then who will this person be?

Or is there really a reincarnation in this world?

"Xiaofan, let's go home."

If I can’t figure it out, Qiu Mucheng stopped thinking about it.

She looked into the distance again, and the figure of the man was gone.

Afterwards, Qiu Mucheng, with a faint loss, took the little guy's hand and walked towards home.

Since learning about Qiu Mucheng's relationship with Ye Fan, under the secret protection of the Zhang family, Qiu Mucheng's current situation in Jiangbei has undoubtedly improved a lot.

Qiu Mucheng has successfully joined a local listed group and has obtained a middle-level management position.

Not only did she have a good salary, the group also arranged a single apartment of 200 square meters for her in the high-end residential community in West Lake near the city.

For Qiu Mucheng, life has returned to peace again, and everything is developing in a good direction.

The only surprise is perhaps the mysterious man who suddenly appeared today.

The mother and son have gone far away.

Until they were completely unable to see their figures, the man on the corner of the street was placed back on his sight.

"Mu Cheng, I'm sorry, I can't give you the company you want after all."

"All I can do now is just to cover up some storm for you."

"Goodbye, Mu Cheng."

Ye Fan whispered softly, as if saying goodbye to someone.

Afterwards, he turned around secretly.

The sky is lonely, and the cold river is lonely.

In the early spring of that year, Ye Fan went south to Yin Kingdom alone.

After all, he still didn't recognize Qiu Mucheng.

Once upon a time, he thought that the identity of "Ye Fan's wife" would bring glory and safety to Qiu Mucheng.

But in the end, he found that what he brought to her woman was only suffering and endless torture.

So, this time, he didn't want to implicate this stupid woman in his own disputes anymore.

Let her be an ordinary person in this secular world.

Perhaps one day, she can grow into a towering tree and stand alone by relying on herself.

However, even if it doesn't grow, it doesn't matter.

Ye Fan will give his women and shelter.

It's like a flower planted in a greenhouse.

Just bloom, there will be someone to shelter you from the wind and rain.

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India, New Delhi.

There are traffic on the streets.

There are so many pedestrians coming and going.

At this time, the hot summer is still early spring and the spring is chilly.

However, the summer has begun in India early.

The sun is shining high, and the weather is extremely hot.

But even so, the crowds on the streets are still noisy.

This place seems to be a commercial street, with hawkers selling at the streets and alleys.

At the door of the shop, there is also a high-powered speaker playing the unique ethnic music of India.

Ye Fan had only heard of this kind of music in film and television dramas in the past.

It was always accompanied by a few girls dressed up, wrapped in long skirts, and nose decorations swaying to the rhythm.

Ye Fan has never been to India, and all his impressions are just sources and film and television works.

In his memory, India was a magical country.

The people here regard the cattle as the supreme holy thing.

Even the excrement of cattle is a rare treasure in the eyes of the Indian people.

Moreover, what Ye Fan couldn't bear was that in the past, watching videos produced in Indian Bollywood, there was always a rap dance interspersed with.

That made Ye Fan feel that he was not watching an inspirational movie, but watching a children's drama.

Of course, these are all off-topic words.

Ye Fan went south this time, not to come to sightsee and experience the exotic style.

Yue Yao has been leaving for several days, and I don’t know what the silly girl is doing now.

Ye Fan must find her as soon as possible.

At this time, in a Chinese restaurant.

Ye Fan found a place by the window, and while drinking tea, he listened to the conversation and discussions of diners around him.

But it's basically nonsense and says something unnourished.

Ye Fan listened for a long time but didn't hear any useful news.

"Brother, Yanxia people?"
To be continued...