Chapter: 3779

Time seems to stand still at this moment.
The wind no longer blows, the water no longer flows.
Only the woman leans against the man’s chest.
Everything seems to be eternity at this time.
I don’t know how long it took, the man let go of the woman without saying a word, and turned to leave.
“Can you tell me who you are?”
Seeing the back of the other party leaving, Qiu Mucheng’s eyebrows were full of doubts.
She didn’t know why, but this strange man in front of her gave her an unparalleled sense of familiarity and intimacy.
It was as if the person in her previous life who had looked back at her five hundred times had passed by in this life.
Especially when I fell into her arms just now, my heart was extremely warm and comfortable.
It’s like a fish melts into the water and enjoys the joy of that fish.
For so many years, she had only experienced this feeling of water and milk blending in that man.
It’s just that the man is no longer there.
She watched with her own eyes the burial of the coffin containing his body.
But Qiu Mucheng did not expect that when she arrived in Jiangbei, she would meet another man who made her feel so.
However, he was wearing a mask, so Qiu Mucheng couldn’t see his face at all.
However, it is very familiar and kind, just like the person destined to be.
Qiu Mucheng’s heart suddenly jumped fast.
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, “Excuse me, do you know Ye Fan?”
For a moment, the man’s body trembled slightly.
Still silent.
And the man quickened his pace and moved away quickly.
“Mom, it’s dad…”
“Dad came to see us?”
Little Xiaofan ran over at some point, he raised his immature face, looked at the direction the man was leaving, and asked his mother.
Qiu Mucheng didn’t know how to answer.
Why, that person gave her the same feeling as Ye Fan gave her.
But she was definitely dead.
Then who would this person be?
Or, is there really reincarnation in this world?
“Xiao Fan, let’s go home.”
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.
After that, Qiu Mucheng took the little guy’s hand and walked towards the house with a faint sense of loss.
Since learning about Qiu Mucheng’s relationship with Ye Fan, under the secret protection of the Zhang family, Qiu Mucheng’s situation in Jiangbei is undoubtedly much better now.
Now Qiu Mucheng has successfully joined a local listed group and got a middle management position.
Not only does she have a good salary, but the group also arranged for her a single apartment with a size of 200 square meters in a high-end residential area near West Lake in the city.
For Qiu Mucheng, life has returned to peace again, and everything is developing in a positive direction.
The only accident was perhaps this mysterious man who suddenly appeared today.
The mother and son are gone.
Until they were completely invisible, the man on the corner withdrew his gaze.
“Mucheng, I’m sorry, I can’t give you the company you want after all.”
“All I can do now is to shield you from the wind and rain.”
“Goodbye, Mucheng.”
Ye Fan whispered softly, like saying goodbye to someone.
After that, he turned around secretly.
The Tianhe is lonely, and the cold river is lonely.
In the early spring of that year, Ye Fan went south to India alone.
After all, he still did not recognize Qiu Mucheng.
In the past, he thought that being “Ye Fan’s wife” would bring glory and safety to Qiu Mucheng.
But in the end, he found that all he brought to her woman was suffering and endless torment.
Therefore, this time, he did not want to involve this silly woman in his own disputes.