Chen Fan was shocked, and never expected that Lin Xiuwan would suddenly do this, and she pulled her hand back like an electric shock. She didn't know what it felt like, and her tone softened and she said, "Don't do this."

Lin Xiuwan approached a step, her chest was about to be pressed against him, and she said, "Why, I give it to you now, you don't dare to ask for it? Are you still a man?"

Chen Fan looked at her slightly red eyes, listened to her angry tone, and said mean words, and his heart seemed to be burned, and a burst of blood filled his forehead.

"You don't know at all, what I want."

A low voice came from his throat, with a little hoarseness,

"What I want is that you like me. When you miss me, your heart will pound, when you look at me, your eyes will glow, and when you are with me, you will want to get close to me."

"But you are not. That time, when you pushed me away, I knew you were not."

"I know, you just feel that you can't live without me. Because you put all your memories of the earth on me. But this is not a fan of it."

"I don't want to force myself, I don't want to settle, I don't want to have a little reluctance in it."

After Chen Fan said everything in his heart in one breath, he turned around and stopped looking at her. Finally, he said, "Don't tell me that you like me, I don't believe it."

"I'm leaving."

After saying that, he walked towards the carriage.

Later, Lin Xiuwan said nothing, and stood there motionlessly like a sculpture.

At this time, Xiaoqing, who was standing in the distance, saw Chen Fan getting on the carriage and leaving. The lady was still standing there. She was a little anxious and hurried over and said anxiously, "Miss, Mr. Chen is gone."

After saying that, she saw that the lady had no reaction at all. Xiaoqing felt something was wrong, and she heard a slight sob. She felt a little uncomfortable, "Miss--" but she didn't know what to say, so she could only stand behind her and accompany her.

The sobs became louder and louder, and Xiaoqing was listening from behind and couldn't help but wet her eyes.

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On a slowly moving carriage, Chen Fan sat alone in the carriage, with the curtain hanging up, and the wind outside blew in, making his face cool, and it kept cold to his heart.

He looked at his right hand, gently held it up, and said in a voice that no one could hear, "I'm sorry."

Lin Xiuwan was obviously determined to say that.

But he didn't have much time.

Before, he subconsciously ignored this matter. Now, since he has realized it, it is impossible not to ignore future matters.

If they really got together, and he left a year later, what would she do?

Chen Fan occasionally thought that this was just a copy world, and he would play when he needed it. After he left, he would not care about the flood.

But when things come to an end, he really can't do it.

In front of the carriage, Zhao Gang and Liu An were sitting in the driving position, without saying anything. They could see that the young master was in a bad mood.

Zhao Gang was responsible for driving, who deliberately slowed down. In addition, the official road outside the capital was very flat and there were almost no bumps.

It is said that the journey is exhausted. It is not a simple matter in this era. It is all mud roads, bumpy and uneven. The carriage does not have any shock absorption function. If you sit in the car for a day, you can shake people apart.

Moreover, the horses pulling the cart also need to rest and be fed.

Anyway, it's quite troublesome. I can't catch many roads in a day.

A few days later, the carriage came to a big city, and Chen Fan decided to stay here for a while. He was sitting in the carriage these days and was so much that he was vomiting.

This time they came out, there was no specific destination, so they calculated wherever they went.

There are semicolons in the Chen Mansion’s business here, so they don’t have to find another place to live, just let the semicolons arrange it.

After the freshness of the first few days passed, he felt that life seemed to be no different from when he was in the capital, and even more boring.

He started practicing martial arts again, and he practiced more devotedly than before and worked harder.

After living in this city for more than a month, Chen Fan was no longer depressed and decided to move forward.

In this way, Chen Fan stopped and stopped all the way, and didn't want to rush to the road, so he found a city or even a small town to live in for a while.

At this time, Daliang was still in the Taiping period. They walked on the official road and did not encounter any car bandits and road tyrants.

Later, Chen Fan thought it was too hard to ride a carriage, so he changed to a boat, and his speed suddenly became much faster.

Half a year later, he had arrived in a big city in the south. He was originally from the south and was more adaptable to the climate in the south. As for diet, let’s forget it. After nearly a thousand years, eating habits have changed too much.

After walking so far and running all the way, Chen Fan felt a little bored. It was really meaningless to travel like this, so he simply rented a yard here and didn't plan to leave again.

I practice martial arts, read books, go shopping, fishing, and sometimes write a letter to my younger sister.

Occasionally, he would also think of the lonely woman in the capital.

Before we knew it, winter was here again.

In recent years, Chen Fan finally completed the stage of strengthening his strength. Zhao Gang officially taught him how to practice internal strength. He also needed to use medicinal herbs and pills, and then breathe and breathe.

According to Zhao Gang, you need to practice hard day and night, and it takes three to five years to get faster, and ten years to get slower, so that you can develop internal strength. The speed depends on your own talent.

Chen Fan has only more than two months left, so he will definitely not be able to practice.

However, he has mastered the method of practice. After returning to reality, he can try it out and maybe he can practice it.

Even in the end, if you can't practice internal energy, and practicing more will always be beneficial to your body. After all, in reality, he is almost three years old.

Time passed day by day, and in a blink of an eye, February has passed halfway through.

Chen Fan originally planned to spend the last half month here, but a letter from the capital forced him to pack his luggage, take Zhao Gang and Liu An, and set off on his way back.

The letter only says one thing: My father is seriously ill and he will return home quickly.

His father, who had never met so far, had stepped down from office a few years ago and returned to the capital to report on his work. This matter has been mentioned in his letter to his younger sister Chen Zhilan.

Unexpectedly, the pillar of the Chen family, who was in his prime, fell ill. The words "severely ill" were used in the letter, which was obviously not an ordinary disease.

Of course Chen Fan can ignore it. Anyway, he will leave this dungeon world in half a month. However, he can pat his butt and leave. What should the original owner do?

In order to rush back to the capital as soon as possible, this time, they try their best to take the boat as much as possible.

While calculating the time, Chen Fan wrote a "suicide letter" to "self". He was worried that after he left, the original owner would not inherit the memory of this period, so it would be troublesome.
Chapter completed!