Ji Xiuran sat on the office chair, staring closely at a black diamond bracelet in his hand.
This is Zhao Ningchu's stuff.
When Su Yang brought Zhao Ningchu's urn over, he also handed it to him.
He thought he could always remember the woman who brought you shame.
But five years later, he found that the woman's face became increasingly blurry.
He was so blurry that he could hardly remember her original appearance, and all that was left was her face that was burned beyond recognition.
Suddenly, the mobile phone next to him rang. Ji Xiuran reached out and picked up the phone and took a look.
It's a call from the hospital.
He answered the phone.
"Hello……"
A woman's voice came from the other side of the phone: "Mr. Ji, Zhao Zhenguo is dying."
*
One week later.
Yanjing International Airport.
A woman came out of the exit. She was holding a suitcase in one hand and holding a little girl of three or four years old in the other.
The woman was wearing a sports suit and a baseball cap, and a pair of wide sunglasses covered half of her face, but even so, the woman's delicate face could be seen.
"Brother, please walk slower and wait for mommy and sister~" the woman looked at the little boy walking in front and reminded him.
The little girl beside her followed her and said, "Brother, don't walk so fast. Wait for Annie."
The little boy walking in front had a small face and looked unhappy as he turned to look at the two of them.
"Mommy, I don't like this place at all. What are you doing here?"
"This is mommy's hometown."
As soon as she finished speaking, the girl asked curiously.
"Mommy, what is your hometown?"
"This is where mommy grew up."
As soon as he finished speaking, the baby boy answered: "I don't like it here, I want to go home."
"We will all live here from now on."
Thinking of what happened five years ago, Zhao Ningchu still has the illusion that he will survive the disaster.
But she made several calls, and Gu Ran finally got through. After learning that she had been in a car accident, she immediately arranged for an ambulance to go there.
When the medical staff rescued her from the car, the car caught fire instantly, and the people inside also died in the fire.
She was afraid that Ji Xiuran would continue to send people to hunt her down if he knew she was still alive, so she took advantage of the car accident and acted out a scene with Gu Ran, asking the doctor to announce her death.
Ji Xiuran didn't believe it at first, but fortunately he didn't pursue it any further. After she was almost recovered in the hospital, she left the country.
If she hadn't known that Zhao Zhenguo's health was getting worse, she wouldn't have returned to Yanjing so quickly.
Zhao Ningchu took her children to the hotel to settle down. As soon as they got to the room, Zhao Ningchu's phone rang.
She took out her mobile phone and looked at the notes, then answered the call.
'Hey, Ranran~'
As soon as he finished speaking, a woman's roar came from the other side of the phone: "Zhao Ningchu, you're so mean, you didn't even tell me when you came back."
"Don't you know it now?"
"What you tell me is the same as what others tell me?"
"where are you now?"
"I just got off the plane and now I'm at the hotel."
"Why didn't you ask me to pick you up?"
"It's okay. I took a taxi to the hotel. Do you want to come over?"
"Send me the name of the hotel and I'll come over now."
After Zhao Ningchu hung up the phone, he sent the name of the hotel to Gu Ran.
Xiaobai on the side heard what his mother said and asked curiously: "Mommy, who wants to come over?"
"She's mommy's best friend. You and your sister have been on a plane for such a long time. Take a nap in the hotel while I go out."
"Mommy, go quickly, I will take good care of my sister."
Zhao Ningchu looked at the child in front of her and couldn't help but sigh at the power of genes. His son's facial features were so similar to that man, especially when he had a small face, he looked so much like that man.
Thinking of what Ji Xiuran did to her five years ago, she still trembles in her heart.
Xiaobai is her Zhao Ningchu's child, and she will never let Ji Xiuran know about the child's existence, nor will she give him any chance to harm her child.
Zhao Ningchu seemed to be used to it. He hugged his son and kissed him several times with an apologetic expression.
"Thank you, brother. Mommy will be back as soon as possible."
Xiaobai wiped his cheek with disgust: "Eh~ Mommy is so disgusting!"
Zhao Ningchu smiled helplessly, hugged Erbao, kissed her, and went out again.
Before going out, he told the brother and sister to be obedient and not to run around. Xiaobai waved his hands impatiently: "Mommy, you are so nagging. Come on, I will take good care of my sister."
As soon as Zhao Ningchu left, Xiaobai quickly took out the computer from his schoolbag. Annie beside him said: "Brother, Mommy said we should take a nap, but you are playing on the computer again."
"Oh, why are you so anxious? I'm not sleepy yet."
After saying that, he continued to work on the computer.
Anne looked at her brother's attentive look and stepped forward curiously: "Brother, are you seeing that handsome uncle again?"
Xiaobai enlarged a photo and handed it to his sister: "Sister, do you think I look like this uncle?"
Annie nodded: "Yeah, brother, who is this uncle?"
After Annie finished speaking, she suddenly thought of what those neighbor aunts had said before, saying that she looked very similar to her mother because she was born by her mother. Then this uncle looked similar to her brother, and the brother was born by her mother...
So, Annie, who was a brat, came to a conclusion: "Is this uncle also born to my mother?"
Xiaobai was speechless: "How is it possible? This person is older than Mommy."
"How do you know she's older than Mommy?"
Xiaobai searched for it, and soon the man's profile information appeared.
"Let's see, thirty-five years old, is it older than mommy?"
Annie came up and said, "Yes, you are so old."
After saying that, her eyes fell on the name on the side. After thinking for a long time, she still didn't recognize the word. She pointed to the word on it: "Brother, what's his name."
"Ji Xiuran."
When Annie heard this, she looked surprised, "Hey, it's really not my mother's birth. Your name is Zhao Yubai, my name is Zhao Anni, and his surname is not Zhao."
Xiaobai was a little speechless about his sister's divine logic.
His eyes fell on the man's face again. Could this man who looked so similar to himself be his father?
Before he could say what was in his heart, Anne beside him said excitedly: "Brother, he can't be his father."
Xiaobai retorted directly without thinking: "No way, Mommy said Dad is dead, and the grass on the grave is three meters high."
*
Zhao Ningchu walked out of the hotel and walked straight to the nearby coffee shop. After finding a seat by the window and sitting down, she called Gu Ran directly.
The call was quickly answered.
"Hey, Ranran, I'm at the coffee shop next to the hotel. Are you there?"
"I'm parking the car. I'll be here soon."
After saying that, he hung up the phone, and Zhao Ningchu sat in a bored position and waited.
She was scrolling through the short video, and suddenly, a woman dressed in a coquettish way appeared out of nowhere at that corner and pounced directly on Zhao Ningchu.
"Honey, you really miss me so much."
Zhao Ningchu pulled her away helplessly: "Okay, how old are you? Don't be so annoying."
Gu Ran glared at her: "This is my supreme welcome to you, don't you still appreciate it?"
"Hurry up and sit down, are others watching?"
Gu Ran pouted: "Just watch, I'm not afraid."
Zhao Ningchu sighed, and then said: "How have you been these past few years?"
Gu Ran shrugged: "That's it? By the way, where are your two gold-eating beasts? Why don't you bring them out?"
"What about the hotel? After such a long flight, let them rest in the hotel."
"How long do you plan to stay when you come back this time?"
"I won't leave when I get back."
When Gu Ran heard this, she was a little surprised: "Aren't you leaving?"
Zhao Ningchu nodded: "Yes!"
Then did you go to the hospital?"
Zhao Ningchu shook his head: "I just came back and haven't had time yet. I plan to go there tomorrow."
"If Ji Xiuran knew you were not dead by then..."
"Don't worry, after so many years, he may not even remember me."
"I heard from Su Yang that Ji Xiuran has been taking care of your father's affairs these past few years. Ah Chu, what do you think Ji Xiuran wants to do?"
When Zhao Ning first heard this, he was stunned.
What does Ji Xiuran want to do?
Early the next morning, after Zhao Ningchu settled her two children, she took a taxi to the hospital.
*
At that time, a Maybach parked steadily in front of the hospital. The driver driving in front raised his eyes and looked through the rearview mirror at the man sitting in the back seat with his eyes closed and concentrating.
"Mr. Ji, the hospital has arrived."
The man opened his eyes and said "hmm" with a cold expression.
"Mr. Ji, Miss Chen is still waiting there. Look..."
Before he finished speaking, Ji Xiuran interrupted with a cold expression: "Uncle Zhang, you talk too much."
As soon as he finished speaking, a taxi stopped directly beside the Maybach, blocking Ji Xiuran's light.
Ji Xiuran frowned subconsciously. Before he could speak, he saw a woman in a white dress getting out of the taxi and striding towards the hospital.
Looking at the woman's back, Ji Xiuran's eyes suddenly widened and his heart suddenly stopped.
That woman is...
Zhao Ningchu?
Ji Xiuran didn't think too much, opened the car door and chased out.
When I hurriedly chased him to the lobby of the outpatient department, the man had already disappeared.
Uncle Zhang watched Ji Xiuran run out of the car in a panic and followed him down.
"Mr. Ji, what's wrong?"
Ji Xiuran turned his head, and when Uncle Zhang saw his scarlet eyes, he subconsciously took two steps back.
Before he could speak, he heard Ji Xiuran murmur: "It's an illusion again."
Over the years, he has always seen Zhao Ningchu from time to time.
At first, he believed that Zhao Ningchu was still alive.
But as time went by, Ji Xiuran seemed to have accepted the death of Zhao Ningchu.
The frequent hallucinations that occurred at the beginning gradually decreased, and it seemed that the last time I had hallucinations was a year ago.