Time and you are my fault

The icy water floods the senses from all sides.

The body fell heavily.

But she didn't want to just die in the icy sea water.

She still has a lot to do, and a lot of people are waiting for her.

The light and shadow were cut into pieces by the swaying sea surface, she blinked and raised her hand slowly.

Can someone save her...

Suffocation wrapped every inch of her nerves, and she slowly closed her eyes.

Can't seem to remember what to do.

Nor could she remember who was waiting for her.

Do not……

She remembered that Zong Yanxiu was waiting for her!
But... so tired.

Too tired to hold on.

Then sleep for a while, just sleep for a while.

Wake up, it's fine...
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Four years later.

Dutch town.

The little girl in overalls slipped out from the railing of the iron gate of the manor.

She was still holding a bouquet of pink tulips in her arms. After running out, the little guy glanced at the text message, then widened his eyes, took out his mobile phone and dialed a set of numbers.

As a result, the phone was hung up.

Call again, hang up again.

Call again, or hang up!
The little girl got angry, and kicked her little feet on the ground, "Mom! I promised to come back today! You broke your promise again!"

Suddenly, a shadow fell in front of him.

The little guy raised his head and looked at the gardener wearing a straw hat, his face froze.

"Did you steal this flower in the yard!"

The little girl froze for a moment, hugged the flowers and ran away like a loach!

"Stop! I said how bare the outside of the garden is this year! It turns out that you are a flower picker!"

The little girl turned her head and made a face at the man in black, "Slightly slightly...It's their honor to be picked off by me!"

With a swipe, the little guy disappeared into the bushes.

But she only ran three or five steps forward before she stopped abruptly.

That gardener just now spoke Chinese?
Looking back, I saw a group of people walking out of the castle-like building in the manor.

The leading man is tall and tall, with a gloomy and fierce imposing manner, wearing a black suit with a shirt of the same color.

The little guy scratched his chin, looked at today's big sun with an unfathomable face, his little head was full of doubts, "Isn't it hot?"

Turning her big eyes around, she put the flowers in her arms on the bushes, turned around and ran towards the road just now.

Manor Avenue, with endless tulips on both sides, and a stone road in the middle.

The man's left hand hanging by his side seemed to be flipping and playing with something, the ring finger was wrapped in a black wooden ring, and his long legs were stepping on the stone road, and there was an orderly rhythm.

The iron gate was pulled open, and the bodyguards around bowed their heads respectfully.

The door of the black Mercedes-Benz opened at the door, and the man sat sideways, his slender legs retracted into the car.

The bodyguard dutifully closed the door.

Wang Hong, who was on the co-pilot, turned his head, "Boss, this is the next development project we will cooperate with. Take a look. We expect to arrive at Jiangcheng Airport at five o'clock domestic time."

The man reached out and took it.

The right wrist sticks out from the black cuff, revealing a large tattoo.

Cyan vines wrapped black tulips, almost wrapping around his entire wrist.

When Wang Hong saw the scar under the tattoo, his eyes froze.

The scene from four years ago could not be restrained in my mind.

Even after thousands of days and nights in the past, when I think about it now, the picture is still very real.

Four years ago, Heng Zong and Jia Lan were completely torn apart. There was a serious economic dispute between the two sides. At that time, there was a major compensation. The document required Zong Yanxiu to agree to sign in person. He had no choice but to go to Xinghe Bay late at night to replace President Qian Huiqiang and Zong Yanxiu discusses.

As a result, there was no answer when he knocked on the door. For some unknown reason, he entered the password and entered the room on his own. When he opened the door, he could smell blood in the air.

Walking a few steps inside, I saw a large red water stain spreading out from under the door panel of the master bedroom.

Wang Hong was so frightened that all his souls were scattered. He knocked open the door of the bathroom and saw Zong Yanxiu lying in the bathtub.

There was not a single sound, soaked in blood.

First aid, critical illness, and finally out of danger, everyone stayed up for three days and three nights.

His life was saved, but since the day he woke up, Zong Yanxiu became silent.

A month later, he quietly left the clan, moved to Jiangcheng alone, and built a new foundation from scratch.

But every year he takes a month to live in the Netherlands.

Only Wang Hong knew that this magnificent tulip manor was the place where Zong Yanxiu planned to spend his honeymoon with Chu Yi after marriage, and it was the anniversary gift he bought in Chu Yi's name.

But before sending it out, Chu Yi...

This name has not been mentioned for four years.

It seemed to be his taboo.

I remember at the reception three years ago, the boss of a certain real estate company learned that Zong Yanxiu was divorced, and said that women are like clothes, and wanted to change some clothes for him, but was beaten on the ground by his boss like crazy.

That tragedy...

His thoughts were suddenly interrupted by the man's clear and sharp voice.

"parking."

The driver pulled over immediately to stabilize himself.

"There's someone in the trunk, get it out."

The deep and melodious voice, carrying the coolness unique to summer, gave the little girl hiding in the trunk a chill down her spine.

Wang Hong opened the trunk carefully, and then met a pair of big wet eyes.

Wang Hong, "???" Who is this?
Little girl, "^-^" Hello!
Without further ado, Wang Hong grabbed the little guy's overalls and grabbed him out.

The little girl's face was flushed, and she kicked her calf in the air, "Let go of me! My crotch is stuck! Don't pull my braces!"

Wang Hong, "..."

He quickly hugged her and brought her to Zong Yanxiu, and tidied up the little girl's pants along the way.

"Boss, this..." Wang Hong looked puzzled.

The little girl didn't see anything, and landed next to Zong Yanxiu, staring up at him with big watery eyes, "Uncle, are you going to China? Can you take me there?"

Zong Yanxiu stared at this small face, and was in a daze for a while.

"Wang Hong, send him back." The man forced himself to look away.

At that moment just now, he actually saw Chu Yi's shadow on this little girl, which reminded him of his daughter whom he hadn't seen in four years.

How can it be.

Chu Wanxing was taken away by Qiao's family and has been raised in country M. Because of Chu Yi's accident, the old lady Qiao hated him completely and refused to visit him, his biological father.

And he also recognized the little girl in front of him, who lived in a small town next to the manor, came to his manor to steal flowers for 23 days in a row, and even picked an area.

Wang Hong wiped off his sweat, and was about to say yes, when he saw that daring kid scrambling into the arms of his boss!
"Come down quickly!" Wang Hong's eyes widened in fright.

Since his boss attempted suicide, he has refused all contact with the opposite sex around him.

At the beginning, the partner didn't have eyes, so he stuffed the stripped woman into the boss's room, but he kicked her out. Yes, she came in naked and left naked!
Even the family's Xiaoba, the little bitch that was picked up, was neutered!
God damn it, is this girl alive enough?

The little girl didn't seem to care about the bursts of coldness emanating from the man's body at all.

She clutched his shirt tightly with her small hands, a smile appeared on her fair little face, and her dark gray pupils were full of innocence, "No wonder you don't get hot after wearing so much, you are so cold."

Wang Hong, "..."

"Go down." The man said coldly.

"No, please take me to China with you." The little guy pressed his face to the man's chest, and then burst into tears, "My mother left me to go to China. I grew up with Grandma Du Li , she never cared about my life or death."

"She must have gone to buy a lot of money this time, and thinks I'm a fool! She follows a lot of accounts of muscular handsome guys, she must want to catch a rich man and get rid of me!"

The little milk bag did not hesitate to portray her old mother as a cruel, cold-blooded and lustful bad woman!