One week later.

The sun shines on the golden beach, and seven sat next to Zhao Jian. More than ten meters ahead were the waves that surged up again and again. Every time, they would stop in front of Zhao Jian and then fall.

Neither of them spoke. Zhao Jian leaned in the wheelchair and was drowsy. She was in this state since she arrived here. She was sometimes awake, but was confused. She vomited wildly when she woke up, and soon she lost weight.

As the last ray of sunset fell, Allen arrived, leaned over and picked her up from the wheelchair, and the three of them walked back silently.

Halfway through, Allen couldn't help asking seven, "There's no other way?"

Seven glanced at Zhao Jian helplessly, shook his head and stopped talking.

Allen looked down at her, and in just a short time, she actually fell asleep again.

When he was about to return to the villa, Allen suddenly said, "He has come here."

Seven paused and looked at Zhao Jian. Zhao Jian blinked his eyelashes in Alan's arms, but he still didn't open it in the end.

Allen couldn't help looking at Seven, wondering what this means.

The two of them sent Zhao Jian back to their room, and asked seven: "How long will it take to find this place?"

Allen shrugged, "I can't explain it, she... remembered it?"

Some of the situations in the nursing home and the way she looked after she was taken out of the nursing home, Seven hypnotized her when she was almost done. This was what Mr. Yu meant. He didn't want her to carry such a painful memory, but this time, Zhao Jian remembered it all.

Ji Rufeng found a week to lose weight and almost lost his shape. During this week, he had been to London and Edinburgh, but no matter where he was, he was turned away.

Just when he thought he might never see Zhao Jian in his life, he received a call from Seven and told him an address.

Zhao Jian is the only one on the surging beach. This is a private beach, very clean. If she usually has good legs and feet, she can take off her shoes and run on the sand. Unfortunately, when the car crashed into the green belt, her calf was not injured, and her left calf was broken, and she would need to be in a wheelchair for a while.

When Ji Rufeng came, Zhao Jian sat under a parasol with a coconut on her hand, and she was holding it and drinking coconut juice.

Her long hair was combed, and her face as big as a palm looked smaller and pointed, with no blood on her face. If you look closely, you can see many needle holes on the back of her hand.

Seeing Ji Rufeng, Zhao Jian was very calm. She smiled slightly, "Are you here?"

Ji Rufeng paused, and he felt a little nervous inexplicably.

It shouldn't be like this. She should lose her temper, scold him, and torture him unyieldingly, but why... why is it so calm?

Even so, he couldn't help but take two steps forward, "A Jian."

Zhao Jian pointed to a chair next to him, "Let's sit when you come."

It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be like this... He thought in panic, his body seemed to be frozen, and the blood in his body stopped flowing, making him unable to think and understand.

He pursed his lips and asked dryly: "A Jian, are you okay?"

"It's okay." She smiled slightly and nodded, as if nothing had happened.

But it's wrong, how could it have not happened?

What happened!

And, she was too polite.

"A Jian, you, are you angry with me, right? I..."

He spoke nervously, but Zhao Jian smiled and shook his head, "No, I don't."
Chapter completed!