Taxi smoothly on the way to the mausoleum, from the airport to the mausoleum does not need to go through the Fengcheng District, the eyebrows of the hour are always low, so look at their toes, say nothing.

She left Fengcheng for a year, and she left the man for a year, and also accepted the news of Mu Yunding's death, a year.

A year ago today, Mu Yunding sent himself out, and she was well-thought-out, but she did not all-seeing herself.

After the incident, the hour was stunned, and the consternation did not want to believe such a fact, rattan and ghosts, and no one believed the fact that Mu Yunding left.

News reports have repeatedly said that because of the explosion, there were casualties, but the specific number of casualties has never been determined.

At that time, the explosion site had been cleaned up one or two, except for those collapsed wooden houses that were too late to deal with, all the fires and disrepairs had disappeared.

It’s like intentionally erasing everyone’s memory.

Fuji and ghosts, during the period of small meditation cultivation, dived back many times, but in the bottom of the sky did not find any bodies, let alone found any living mouths.

No one spoke.

In their eyes, Mu Yunding is a divine existence, no people, death and no body, and for them, it is more willing to believe that Mu Yunting is not dead.

However, the day before the rattan and the ghost were about to leave with their small thoughts, they returned to the wooden house, and this time, in the wood chips, they saw the beads that Mu Yunting wore on his wrist all the year round.

This time, the two men's faces came back gray, and no one mentioned it, but everyone already knew the facts.

The beads, Mu Yunting did not leave his hand at all, and many times before the danger, he did not let the beads out of his hand, not too precious, but it was the only thing his mother left him.

Then, on that day, Fuji and the ghost found the best place in the mausoleum of Fengcheng, buried the beads, and from then on, the day of the incident, became the death day of Mu Yunding.

The hour followed the rattan and the ghost back to Italy, refused the ghost and rattan to take care of their own ideas, a person living alone in Turin, after a long silence for a long time, only to pick up the brush again, but no longer painted architectural design drawings, but constantly painted their own eyes to see the scenery.

Finally, it unexpectedly became the film's illustrator, from the initial wave, and then to a main theme film suddenly burst red, her illustrator is also famous in the circle.

The busy life that comes with it has not completely filled the life of the hour.

Her memory always stayed on the day of Mu Yun's death, and her tall body kept itself tightly under her body, smiling at her own warm smile.

As long as she is fine, it is sunny.

No matter what kind of purpose Mu Yunting brings close to himself, in the end, it is enough to offset all his purposes.

It was clear to her that she had not fallen in love with Mu Yunting, but had never erased the man from her own heart, which was a deep-rooted feeling.

I can't love because since she was 18 years old, her world is only Gunancheng.Her life is only in the South.Gunan City is like the aquatic plants that take root on the ground, completely in the heart, even if it is removed, it can spread as fast as possible.

But this kind of love, already a year ago, hidden very deep, the rest, only the thoughts of Gu Xinxi, as well as the complex emotions that can not be said to Gunancheng.

This time back to Fengcheng, the hour is to come to see Mu Yunting, and secondly, to take away Gu Xinxiang.

She knew that Gu Nancheng had completely merged the Gu's group and tk group a year ago, shifting Gu's focus to the United States, but the family was still in Fengcheng, and when the winter of the New Year, he still had to return to Fengcheng, with Gu Xinxi.

When he thinks of it, his mind is inexplicable.

One year...

...

"Miss, the cemetery has arrived."The taxi master stopped the car, saw that he did not respond when he saw it, and began to scream.

He read back to God, smiled apologetically at the master, and then paid the bucks and hurried off the car.

For the first time, the hour of the thought stood in front of Mu Yunding’s tombstone, and even such tombstones did not have any pictures, because rattan and ghosts were always reluctant to believe and accept it.

She stood so quietly in the corner, carefully cleaning the dust on the tombstone, and then half kneeling in front of the tombstone, but always without saying a word.

For a long time, the hour thought like an okay person, talking about what happened this year, never mentioned any bad things, until very late, when the sun went down, the hour of the small reading stood up.

She found her legs throb.

After a long time, I read back to God, and then slowly walked to the outside of the cemetery.

The mausoleum where Mu Yunting is located is very quiet, plus it is not the peak season of Fengcheng worship, so the people in the cemetery seem to be particularly small, and when the cold wind blows, there is a feeling of Xiaoshen.

The hour thought around the scarf around the neck tightened, she walked slowly, in the year in Italy, the hour is not used to the cold of Fengcheng.

When she walked to the door of the cemetery, suddenly two long Rolls-Royces slowly opened in her direction, she only frowned slightly, withdrew her eyes, calmly on the car she had called.

The driver waited for the hour to sit firmly and went straight to the direction of the hotel.

In the first time, Rolls-Royce went up and down a tall man, the eyes of the sharp look to the direction of the car, and the more slender figure.

That was the hour of reading!

Gu Nancheng can not admit the wrong time, even if it is a back, there is an almost invisible side face, he can be sure that this person is a small idea.

“The General.”Li Ming saw Gu Nancheng suddenly get out of the car, ran in a certain direction, and immediately called out, "You worship the old man, and then you have to go to the branch to visit."

He is a reminder of duty.

Gu's center of gravity towards the United States does not mean that Fengcheng has been abandoned, after all, Fengcheng is the center of Asia, the profits here are still amazing.

It’s just that things are human.

"Where's that taxi?"Gu Nancheng said directly, "license plate number Feng txxxxxx..."

Li Ming said, “...” and then a respectful response, “Yes.”

Gu Nancheng's hand gradually tightened his fist, until the car disappeared for a long time, he recovered his realization and walked calmly toward the cemetery.

He went to worship the patriate.

Not long after the events of the hour, Gu Yiming could not stand the stimulation, fell down again, this time fell down, no matter how much manpower and material resources were spent, he did not let Gu Yi Ming wake up again.

According to the wishes of taking care of the yinming, Gunan City brought the ashes of Gu Yiming back to Fengcheng and was buried in this cemetery.

Fasting into the New Year, Gu Nancheng returned home with Gu Xinxi, and came to worship and worship, but it never occurred to me that he had seen the small thoughts here.

The little thought he thought he had died with Mu Yunting in that explosion.

Gu Nancheng's heart, never so excited at this moment, that tightly hand, has not been loose, this year, as long as Gu Nancheng closes his eyes, full of thoughts are hourly thoughts.

Constantly alternated by the hour of small thoughts, at the age of 18, the small thoughts that looked at themselves carefully but were desperate, at the age of 19, they saw themselves, nervous and uneasy moths, 25 years old, saw themselves, and the mature accident was tense.

All kinds of hours and small thoughts eventually converged into the scene of the explosion of the wooden house.

That scene also completely took away the heart of Gu Nancheng, and it was no longer possible to smooth it.

This year, he was in the water.

After worshiping Gu Yiming, Li Ming also told Gunancheng for the first time that the taxi went to the Banyan Tree Hotel in the urban area.

Gu Nancheng closed his eyes in the car and gave a very lightly command: "Go to the banyan."

The driver said, “Yes.”

In his memory, as long as there is Gu Xincai, Gunan City almost all the time has been given to Gu Xinxiang, and there has never been such a temporary abduction to go to other places.

But the driver was smart to ask nothing, quietly sent Gunan City to Banyan.

“You go back first.”The city of Gunan gave a faint order, and then turned around and walked toward the banyan.

The driver did not say much, and immediately drove away from the banyan.

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Although Gu's center of gravity is not in Fengcheng, the influence of Gunan City in Fengcheng has not been reduced at all, and his low profile this year has almost no way to touch his whereabouts.

This time, Gu Nancheng appeared in the Yueyuanzhuang, the manager of the Yueyuanzhuang got the news, the first time has appeared in front of him, flattering and flattering: "Gu General, what is there that I need to serve you?"

"Help me find someone."The city of Gunan was very heavy, but the eyes were more and more sharp, "small hour."

The manager was obviously stunned, and there was no reaction in the half-day of consterlacence-

A year ago, the family moved away from Fengcheng and went to Los Angeles, and at that time, there was no time in the team of people.

Fengcheng's newspaper also repeatedly said that the hour and Gu Nancheng had divorced, but afterwards, more speculation was that the hour was dead and died in the explosion of the unknown.

After all, in the next year, no one will see the small thoughts of the time again around the city, and no one will see the old and outdated thoughts alone.

The hour passed away.

So these rumors are getting worse.

However, now the city of Gunan said that it was a small idea to stay in the Banyan Estate.

“Is there a problem?”The city looked at the manager coldly.

The manager immediately turned to God: "No, I'll check for you right away."

The city was silent, waiting quietly.

Less than a minute, Gu Nancheng has been from the hands of the hotel manager to get the hourly room number, he did not say a word directly into the executive floor of the exclusive elevator, the elevator to the hourly suite where the suite is located.