My Best Wife

Chapter 962 Unsolvable Tribulation (2)

Fang Zhiqiang drove the car, speeding on the road at night. He wanted to find the old man who told him at the time and ask him about his fate. Or, just talk about your own experience.

He himself didn’t know why he had such ridiculous thoughts. He obviously never believed in fate or these. Even when Huang Wanting took him to fortune-telling, he said that the old fortune-teller didn’t have a good memory. I won’t remember him at all if I go back two days. What I said to him at that time was nothing but eloquence, or gave people some psychological comfort. But right now, he has no other way. His life has always seemed to be sliding towards the trajectory that the old man said.

The old man said that he has the evil king, but he will disappear if he survives it, and he will become rich and wealthy. He is indeed even experiencing bad things and being troubled by people repeatedly. But now it is better. Basically, there is no problem with the operation of the family. Although he is still far away from the rich and the rich, he is no longer the poor boy at the beginning; and Taohuasha, the old man said that he is incomprehensible, thinking about his feelings, all the way to the present, Nie Qian’s betrayal, Wang Yaxin’s separation and reunification to the final helpless departure, and Li Xiaoxiao never started, but they have already faced the end; there is even Wang Xia, he has a wrong relationship with Wang Xia... …Is there really an insoluble peach blossom in his life that will accompany him throughout his life? Then does he deserve to be lonely, and shouldn't have anything to do with any girl, or else he will only harm others?

Fang Zhiqiang knew that what he was looking for was not the old man, but fate. If there is a **** and destiny, he will definitely pick him out and ask him: "What did I do wrong? Arrange such a destiny for me! Why torturing me to torture others like this!"

Fang Zhiqiang drove all the way to the basement where they used to live, then parked the car nearby, and then went inside, there were some narrow and dark alleys, and the car was not easy to drive in. He got out of the car and walked, following the route he remembered, to find the place where the fortune-teller set up his stall.

However, he was disappointed. He found the small alley where Huang Wanting had brought him in his memory, but there was no figure of the old fortune teller. The location of the fortune telling booth was now empty, with only a pile of **** on the ground next to it.

Like a headless fly, he searched all the alleys nearby, but he never saw the fortune-teller.

Until he ran through all the maze-like alleys nearby, Fang Zhiqiang was exhausted and walked slowly back to his car, sitting down and breathing incessantly.

In fact, he also thought that it is basically impossible to find this way. It is possible that the old man would have gone back to rest long ago. After all, at such a young age, it is impossible to guard the stall so late; it is also possible, the old man No longer in Shanghai. Didn’t Huang Wanting say that he came to look for his daughter. He has been looking for more than ten years. Many people know him. Maybe his daughter saw or heard about him and took him away or went back to his hometown with him. went.

Fang Zhiqiang sat in the car in frustration, once again feeling at a loss with nowhere to go.

After a long time, he took out his mobile phone, hesitated for a long time, and finally dialed that number.

He called Huang Wanting. He wanted to ask Huang Wanting if he knew the whereabouts of the old man.

In fact, even he himself feels that he is going crazy. He knows very well that Huang Wanting has been famous for a long time, and it is difficult to even see himself. Besides being a lonely old man, how could Huang Wanting pay attention to his whereabouts? Will know his news. And she is also very busy, very busy, I really shouldn't trouble her with such things.

However, Fang Zhiqiang dialed out. At this moment, his depression was about to explode, so he could call Huang Wanting. No matter who it is, it is good to be able to listen to him and make him temporarily forget the pain and choices of reality.

And Fang Zhiqiang didn't have much hope of reporting. He hasn't had the time and the mind to pay attention to Huang Wanting recently, but she can only be busier when he wants to come, and may not answer his own phone at all. Fang Zhiqiang felt even more at a loss when he heard the beep in the microphone. He didn't know what he was doing.

However, unexpectedly, the call was connected, and it was not the assistant Xiaoman who answered the call, but Huang Wanting with a magnetic voice, and asked in surprise: "Qiangzi, why did you call suddenly?"

Fang Zhiqiang heard Huang Wanting's familiar voice, and suddenly he felt at ease, as if he suddenly relaxed. This is the feeling I don't have with anyone with Wang Yaxin or Li Xiaoxiao.

"I thought you might not answer my call."

"I won't fail to answer your call." Huang Wanting said softly, "It's a coincidence that you called. I happen to be free today. Even if I make a mistake, I will return it to you."

Huang Wanting asked sensitively: "Qiangzi, is there anything wrong with you?" She was already sensitive to the realization that Fang Zhiqiang's mood was not right, not to mention that when calling at this o'clock, most of the things were sad but there was nowhere to tell. .

Fang Zhiqiang said bitterly, "I am looking for you for something, and want to ask you, do you know where the old fortune teller is?"

Huang Wanting did not answer after hearing his question. It took a long time before she said: "Qiangzi, what happened to you? Why do you want to find him? Don't you believe me?"

"I want to find him..." Fang Zhiqiang was speechless, what else could he do when he found the fortune-teller? Let the old man tell him another fortune? Ask the old man, how exactly does Peach Blossom crack? This is too meaningless, the other party is just an old man who may not be very clear in his mind, and what he says may not have any meaning, even he himself may not know what he said; even if it is meaningful, what about At that time, didn't the old man just say that Taohuasha would follow him forever, without any explanation.

What's the point of looking for an old man like he was crazy this night? What is it for? Fang Zhiqiang couldn't say a word.

Huang Wanting seemed to see through his heart, and said clearly: "Well, Qiangzi, where are you?"

"I'm here in the basement where we lived before."

"Well, wait for me there, I will be there soon."

Fang Zhiqiang was a little surprised: "Do you have time? Can you come out? Will it be too late? Don't cause trouble for yourself."

However, there was already a beep from the phone, and Huang Wanting had hung up the phone, just like her usual style.

Fang Zhiqiang held the phone and froze for a while. He didn't expect Huang Wanting to come over to find him. What happened on this day was not under his control at all, and it should start earlier.