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    The window is open, and the sound of a car in the distance is coming from far away, as if it is grinding into my heart. The sound is getting louder and louder, and my heartbeat is getting faster and faster. In the quiet room, the slightly warm breathing and heartbeat make me feel  Everything around me seemed distant.  This room seemed to have escaped time, stagnating there quietly, giving people a dizzying feeling. The sultry fragrance of Tang Wu was like clouds and mist surrounding it, making people completely forget about the mundane world under the clouds.  Tang Wu is a woman who exudes otherworldly elegance from every pore and hair.  Tang Wu raised her hand, clenched it into a fist, and gently placed it on his back. Then she spread her hand and put her palm against his back. She could feel the mature man's solid back, which was reassuring.  Feel.  Trust, this feeling, arises spontaneously. Tang Wu suddenly understands what she has been missing all these years It is the feeling of having someone to trust her and make her feel at ease. This kind of feeling Li Huaming cannot give to others.  I can¡¯t give it either.  Only Zhao An can, because his body is not strong, but he is willing to use his body, no matter whether it is strong or weak, to block the bullets fired at her.  This is the body that blocked the bullet for herself. Tang Wu felt the man's body touching under her palm, and she felt like she wanted to snuggle into his arms Some people say that women are looking for a sense of security all their lives.  She is a biological creature, father, husband and son. If a man with these three identities cannot give her a sense of security, she will find a lover.  ¡°Could it be that the thoughts that are brewing in my heart are the thoughts of cheating?  Tang Wu immediately denied it, because before meeting Zhao An, she had never thought about cheating. She just wrapped herself up and stayed quietly in her own world.  ¡°Probably Tan Jiping¡¯s bullet not only tore his skin, but also tore a gap in her world, allowing Zhao An to run in.  But if Thinking of this, Tang Wu shook her head and sighed in her heart, there is no but, no if.  There is a kind of love, which is called love.  There is a kind of mistake, which is called making the same mistake again and again.  There is a kind of fate that will continue in the next life.  This was probably all she could give him. Zhao An's hug made Tang Wu completely sure of his feelings for her. She also felt the sweet and softening tenderness permeating her heart.  , this is probably the feeling of falling in love, so beautiful No wonder men and women in the world flock to it.  But I have never been a woman who only cares about her own selfishness. If she wants to be unbridled, she will always suppress it, and if she wants to possess her, she will push him away in the end. Everyone is not a saint, and they just want the choice they make in the end to be worthy of themselves.  , worthy of him.  "Okayit's been a long, long time." Tang Wu patted his back gently, raised her head, her cheeks seemed to be attracted by his heat, and when she touched his cheeks, they seemed to be burned.  As if she was red, she hurriedly pushed him away.  "I just felt faith." Zhao An looked at Tang Wu's clear eyes. She looked completely different from a woman in her thirties. There was no trace of impurities accumulated in the world. Her youth and the world seemed to have stopped at a certain moment.  , preserved as if just picked, still with slightly exposed petals.  "What faith?" Tang Wu still felt that her heartbeat was a little faster. She rarely had skin-to-skin contact with people, let alone men. Many times it seemed that there was no concept of the opposite sex, and they would not give her the slightest care. However,  Zhao An is different, very different.  So the blush on her cheeks still didn't go away, she was slightly shy, and her deep charm turned into a cloud.  "Religious fanaticism, feeling that I can do anything for the God in my heart." Zhao An's heart was beating, without a playful smile, as if he was confessing: "The God in my heart is a goddess." "Glib tongue." Tang Wu did not dare to look at him.  Eyes, even though he was very serious, he still wanted to give him the adjective "glib". After thinking about it, he was worried that he would feel a little hurt, so he raised the corners of his mouth slightly, indicating that he was still very happy after all.  With his carefulness, he would always pay attention to any details about himself, Tang Wu thought, turned her head, and held her hands together like a naughty girl.  Tang Wu bent down and began to pack the few small things that belonged to her in the suitcase.  Zhao An looked at her, because she squatted down to reveal a small section of her back, her skin was fair and delicate, and the edge of her panties could be faintly seen inside the skirt. Such a glance made Zhao An feel a little blood flowing, and he quickly turned to the front.  .  But because she was squatting like this, in her unbuttoned tie and shirt buttons, she could vaguely see the lump of breast that was being squeezed by her movements.?Smooth white flesh swinging right.  Zhao An stood to the side again, her skirt was not long, she bent down, her thighs were close to her buttocks, the fairest skin of the woman's body was more exposed, Zhao An suddenly didn't know where to look.  "What are you doing wandering around?" Tang Wu waved her hand, "Just stay aside." Zhao An stayed aside and came to the balcony, watching the afternoon sun gradually become calmer, listening to  The bells rang from the temple. She turned around and looked at Tang Wu. Her mind gradually calmed down. She sat on the recliner and looked at Tang Wu who was busy alone there.  After a while, Tang Wu raised her head, glanced at Zhao An, smiled and lowered her head.  Zhao An suddenly felt that such a peaceful and gentle life was so good, just like the little life between husband and wife. The woman was busy with trivial chores, and the man who was running outside sat down to relax lazily and tiredly just like father and mother.  .  "What are you thinking about?" Tang Wu walked out while she was lost in thought.  "Nothing are you done?" Zhao An stood up, "Let's go out to eat first." "Wait." Tang Wu held a letter in her hand and raised it, with a slightly sad and hesitant look on her face.  Zhao An knew that this was actually the main reason why Tang Wu came to Zhonghai. She didn't want to face Lin Nanxiu's last words alone. She needed someone to support him and accompany her. When she might receive some surprising and unusual information, she would not be helpless alone.  bear.  "Nothing in Lin Nanxiu's last words will be surprising." Zhao An shook Tang Wu's soft hand, "Don't worry, maybe she was telling you that she found a space-time tunnel, an alien or something.  " Tang Wu still smiled reluctantly, but her mood became much more relaxed. She turned sideways, touched his arm with her arm, and then slowly tore open the envelope.  Zhao An admired Tang Wu very much. If it were him, a mystery that has been weighing on his heart, maybe he would have seen it long ago. Fortunately, Tang Wu could endure it for so long This is probably the biggest difference between men and women. Women are more tolerant.  Inside the envelope is a thin piece of paper with a simple line of words on it.  "I'm not dead. There's no need to avenge me. Just wait for the person from eighteen years ago to come to you." Although Zhao An had already told Tang Wu not to be surprised by any information left by Lin Nanxiu, but after seeing this line,  Zhao An and Tang Wu still looked at each other in surprise, staring at that line of words.  I know every word and put them together, but it seems like the information is so hard to accept that my brain will explode.  "She's not dead Lin Nanxiu is not dead?" Zhao An looked at the piece of paper doubtfully, turning it over and over, trying to see if there were any other mysteries in the piece of paper.  Tang Wu stood there quietly, walked to the edge of the balcony, and took a deep breath.  "Lin Nanxiu is not dead, so who was that person from eighteen years ago?" This is something Zhao An doesn't know at all Tang Wu can read the letter left by Lin Nanxiu with Zhao An, which can be said to be completely trusting.  , Zhao An also knew a lot about Tang Wu and Lin Nanxiu, but had no way of knowing who the person from eighteen years ago was.  Tang Wu turned her head, with a faint smile of relief on her face. Zhao An felt that something was different about her That sadness seemed to have disappeared without a trace.  She believed it?  To be honest, Zhao An couldn't believe it because he witnessed Lin Nanxiu's death, and Tang Wu also confirmed this from other channels. In other words, both the killer and the witnesses confirmed Lin Nanxiu's death, but Lin Nanxiu did not.  Did you leave such a "last word" a long time ago?  Is such a last word credible?  "She said she's not dead, so she's not dead." Tang Wu seemed to have regained her momentum, slightly raised the corners of her mouth, gently lit the lighter with her finger, and burned the letter, "I think what we need to do is to witness  She made a grand appearance again. " "Okay" Tang Wu and Lin Nanxiu have been friends for so many years. As a friend who knew that Tang Wu would be neutral, but still handed her a suicide note, their feelings and tacit understanding were difficult for Zhao An to understand.  But she must trust Tang Wu's judgment, "But who was that person eighteen years ago?" "I don't know." Tang Wu shook his head, with the same doubts as Zhao An in his eyes, "After thinking about it, I completely  I don¡¯t know who the person she was talking about eighteen years ago was.¡± ¡°You don¡¯t know either?¡± Zhao An was even more surprised. He thought that if Lin Nanxiu said this, then Tang Wu must know it. If Tang Wu didn¡¯t know it either.  , how can she wait?  How do you know who that person is?  "I really can't remember who it was for a moment. Eighteen years ago I was still a" Tang Wu pursed her lips, slightly shy, unwilling to tell Zhao Ando about her past life.  "At that time, Lin Nanxiu had already begun to attack.It was revealed, but what was I doing at that time?  " Tang Wu looked confused. There were many confused pictures in her mind, but they were not clear at all. It was as if the age when she was the most lively, youthful, and should have been the most beautiful, had a layer of light smeared on her memory.  Mo. He vaguely remembered some, but there were no more specific details. He always thought that he remembered it. If he opened his mouth, he could say a lot of things. But at this time, Tang Wu just looked at Zhao An.  But she felt that his face was becoming more and more familiar. Familiar? It was a strange feeling. Tang Wu felt a little headache as she pressed her temples.
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