The actor's domestic hamster [Entertainment]

Chapter 54



Chapter 54

The long-term companionship of more than 20 years is not as long as his love in just a few months.

Jian Ruo leaned quietly on this tombstone. He was nearly [-] years old, and the years had smoothed his once handsome edges and corners. His thin fingertips gently stroked the six large stone characters on the tombstone.

【The Tomb of My Best Friend Mu Yan】

A can of beer, two dishes of cold dishes, and a handful of delicate and fragrant white chrysanthemums in front of the tombstone.

In the sea of ​​flowers in the cemetery, all kinds of enchanting and colorful flowers are dancing in the wind, forming a shallow arc, surrounded by the cool dark tombstone in the middle.

Think of him struggling all his life, from an ordinary orphan who lost his father to climbing all the way to the top of the pyramid, and the bitterness and sweat he has paid in it is unknown.

Possessing world-renowned wealth, but missing a beloved lover.

"Mu Yan...Mu Yan." He murmured, his slightly cloudy gaze gradually turned to the epitaph behind the stele, which he carved with his own hands decades ago.

One stroke at a time, all without exception.

He will never forget the feeling that his entire soul was pierced after hearing the news that Mu Yan fell to his death from a cliff.

"Impossible, how could such a thing happen!"

At that time, with the support of King, his Noah Technology was firmly dominating the mobile terminal market with an unprecedented penetration rate. The company's market value has been rising all the way, and the daily stock market has risen by the daily limit.

Give me a little more time, Mu Yan, I will succeed in no time, I will give you the biggest house to live in, buy you your favorite food, go to the playground you want to go to most... Mu Yan!

He fell into great panic, turned down all the work at hand, drove an all-night speed car, and took his hands to the mountain stream to search for it himself.

The sky was covered with heavy snow, a vast expanse of white color, covering up almost all clues.

Mu Yan...his Mu Yan.

A piece of tattered clothing was hanging on a tree branch on the mountainside, half soaked with blood, sticking to the branch and blowing in the wind.

Jian Ruo immediately knelt down on the snowy field, digging down, digging down again, Bai Xue'ai froze his hands into black and purple, and finally touched a tuft of black hair.

With blood scabs, he shattered the last illusion in his heart.

……

Collect the corpse, cremate it, and bury it in the sea of ​​flowers in this cemetery built with a lot of money.

The first pot of gold he earned, after all, changed a residence for him.

He couldn't imagine how desperate Mu Yan would be when he rolled down the mountain.

Are you afraid, do you miss him?

……

Jane Ruo passed away, beside the tomb of his best friend.

He lived alone, had no wife and no children, and all the billions of dollars he earned were donated to charity.When he died, there were shocks in all directions, and countless people who had helped him came to mourn spontaneously. He stopped for seven days and merged into the same coffin with his old friends.

Died at the age of 89.

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Hundreds of thousands of kalpas

The hardest thing is to fulfill

I am willing to wait forever

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