Chapter 430 He remembered the person who saved him thirteen years ago
The beginning of the story is always so absurd.
The ending of the story is always so hasty.
Their beginning was a mistake.
Their fate belongs to everyone.
This was good, she felt pain in her heart and smiled on her face. She put the divorce agreement in her bag, and what she wanted to do was done.
"I'll leave first, and then Jiang Qing will handle the divorce procedures. If there are no accidents, I will leave Ning City."
Her Shen family is also on the right track. She doesn't need to keep an eye on it all the time. She just needs to hand over the design drafts for each quarter to the design department.
The Lu family has been waiting for her in Ning City, waiting for her to return to the imperial capital.
The phoenix returns to its nest.
"where are you going?"
Han Yeze blurted out.
He was asking for He Xizhou. She walked out of the door of He's house today and had nothing to do with He Xizhou anymore.
Weddings and funerals, it doesn't matter anymore.
Shen Wanxing smiled, "Young Master Han paid too much attention to me, but the person I hoped for didn't ask."
Her heart also became cold.
Before she came, she was thinking that maybe the divorce agreement wouldn't be signed.
As long as he said a word to persuade her to stay, she would stay.
But he didn't. He was more decisive than her, as if he was eager to get rid of her as a hot potato.
"Uncle Fu, please pack up all my things and send them to the Lu family, Xiao Hui and Ah Xi..."
"Yes, husband...Miss Shen."
Fu Bo sighed.
Still got to this point.
None of them wanted things to develop to this extent.
Shen Wanxing walked out, her hands were cold.
From now on, she loses the man she loves.
"He Xizhou, she and Wen Ran's birds are in pairs. Do you know why the parrot is called A Xi? Because his jade pendant is so happy, he has already made up his mind."
Han Yeze felt that He Xizhou would regret it.
If Shen Wanxing really returns to the imperial capital, will Wen Ran's engagement with her continue?
The man didn't speak, he pursed his lips tightly and walked to the study.
"He Xizhou, have you ever..."
Bang!
Heavy objects fall to the ground.
The tall and straight man fell straight down.
"gentlemen!"
"He Xizhou!"
Han Yeze and Uncle Fu were nervous for a while, helped the person up and called the family doctor.
It took a while.
He Xizhou fell into a deep sleep. He had not been so tired for a long time.
He dreamed that he was standing in a sea of fire, the day he and Wen Ran were kidnapped.
The subconscious dream was so real. He could almost feel the burning sensation of the fire, and the flames burned his body. The tip of his nose was filled with smoke and dust, which was inhaled into his throat. He could hardly breathe.
Wen Ran was shouting that what they were about to face was a vote.
The other party had already fled and locked them in the factory. Their hands were bloody and bloody when they touched the hot iron door.
The scene seemed like a silent movie, all sounds were lost, and he could only see Wen Ran shouting with his mouth open.
Suddenly, the door was pushed open.
"Brother! Brother!"
A delicate voice sounded, it was a little girl.
She pushed the door open with all her strength. Her face was fair and tender, but her facial features inexplicably overlapped with the image in his mind.
That's Shen Wanxing.
He Xizhou slept uneasily, and he wanted to reach out to hold him back.
"Brother, run!"
It turned out that she had been calling him brother since she was a child.
Wen Ran was already unconscious, and He Xizhou could only use his last willpower to hold the little girl's hand. He shouldn't have reached out, because he grabbed hope, but instead pulled her into the boundless abyss. He She saw the fire-burned remains falling towards her.
He pushed her away, but the hot basswood still rubbed her face, and she screamed in pain.
"Run!"
Even if she was injured, she still wanted to take the person away.
Wen Ran was brought out by them, and the factory was burned to ashes.
She and he were lying outside. The little girl had no strength left.
He Xizhou used his last consciousness to ask her who she was, and she said her name was Xingxing.
At that time, Shen Wan was affected by Mrs. Shen's remarks. She wanted to be the brightest star in the night sky.
The stars she blurted out became He Xizhou's forgotten inner demon.
Star……
He Xizhou's heart was sour.
He has gradually woken up, and it turns out that so early... they had a chance encounter.
No wonder Wen Ran...
No wonder he felt so familiar when he watched her breathing and drawing stars on the car window, as if something had been lost to him.
He Xizhou closed his eyes and did not dare to wake up.
He couldn't fall asleep, but wanted to make this dream longer.
It seemed that as long as they didn't wake up, they would stay forever on the day they first met.
Memories sealed under hypnosis will eventually wake up.
Like a seed growing in the heart, it eventually grows into a towering tree that no one can ignore.
Full of suffering.
And that fire that cannot be dimmed in memory.
It turns out that her real pain was not caused by Lu Chun, but by him.
If she had not appeared thirteen years ago, then there would be no He Xizhou in this world.
There is no disfigured Shen Wan.
She will not bear the discrimination, and she is far happier than she is now.
He Xizhou's throat tightened.
…
"Sir, he stood in the backyard all night last night."
Uncle Fu stood beside the bed and said distressedly.
He was not indifferent and wanted to let her go.
He had to do this.
"The last time he was so sad was when the eldest son passed away."
He lost his blood relatives.
This pain is equivalent to his loss of Shen Wanxing.
That's cutting out the flesh and bleeding it out.
"He is so sad, and no one who should know can see it."
Han Yeze glanced at the man lying on the bed with his eyes tightly closed. The moment he fell, Han Yeze realized that He Xizhou was also a person of flesh and blood.
What he has endured has far exceeded his load.
The most important thing is that no one shares it.
"I'll go to the kitchen and take a look."
Fu Bo turned around and wiped the tears from his eyes.
These are all children he watched grow up, how could he not feel sorry for them.
But there is no way.
Han Yeze looked at He Xizhou. The more he looked, the more he felt aggrieved. He really wanted to tell everything.
But this disrupted his plan, and it took him so long to set up a game of chess.
He couldn't waste He Xizhou's hard work.
Bang.
Han Yeze punched the wall.
He Xizhou was brought back to reality by this fist, frowned slightly, and opened his eyes.
His face looked very bad, and his voice was a little hoarse, "What are you doing?"
"...Let me see if my fist is stronger or the wall is stronger."
Han Yeze replied angrily.
He Xizhou stood up. His physical condition was not good and his face was even more ugly.
The scenes he dreamed about were terrifyingly real.
"What’s wrong with you?"
Han Yeze asked carefully, "Did something serious happen?"
Why did He Xizhou look so wrong? The aura of grief around him almost overwhelmed him.
"I did something wrong."
He Xizhou's voice became hoarse. He hadn't drank any water and his throat was dry.