The weather outside is clear and sunny, which indicates that Young Emperor Nangong will leave soon.
Xia Qianchen hurriedly turned around and went upstairs, pushing open the room.
Young Emperor Nangong was sleeping soundly on the bed, and what she saw of him was always full of exhaustion.
Xia Qianchen stood guard by the bed, watching, the pain in her heart getting bigger and bigger...
The pen made a rustling sound on the paper.
Xia Qianchen quickly sketched a portrait of Nangong Young Emperor sleeping.
Every detail of his face, eyelashes, corners of his mouth, even messy and wavy hair.
A drop of tear quickly fell from mid-air and became wet on the paper...
Xia Qianchen quickly put down the drawing paper and ran into the bathroom.
If Young Emperor Nangong intends to forget the past, he will definitely not be willing to keep her as a substitute...
Her existence is just a constant reminder of Young Emperor Nangong's love for Xia Qianchen.
Suddenly there was a movement outside.
When Xia Qianchen ran out, she saw Young Emperor Nangong half-sitting and buttoning his shirt.
As soon as he raised his head, he met Xia Qianchen's red eyes.
He frowned slightly: "I didn't say anything."
"It's sunny..." Xia Qianchen leaned against the door and asked in a low voice, "You're leaving, right?"
"..."
"You came here to say goodbye to everything in this villa. Do you want to live a new life and forget everything about the past?"
Young Emperor Nangong paused for a moment, not wondering why Xia Qianchen knew his thoughts and decisions.
Because Xia Qianchen is the phantom he made up, she is connected to his soul, and of course she knows everything he should think.
"Do you really want to sell the villa?"
The more silent Emperor Nangong became, the tighter Xia Qianchen's heart tightened.
He got out of bed, picked up his pants, and put them neatly on the bed...
He ignored her completely, his facial expression seemed to have made some kind of determination.
His figure walked quickly towards the door of the room, ignoring her as nothing again.
Xia Qianchen suddenly rushed over before he opened the door and hugged him fiercely from behind.
The excessive force shook his entire body.
Xia Qianchen hugged him and begged in a low voice: "Take me away."
"..."
"I have no family, no relatives, and I don't even know who I am..." Xia Qianchen's mind went blank, "Let me accompany you, take care of you, compensate you, and give you everything you want."
"..."
"Whatever you want, I can do it for you."
Her voice became increasingly wet and humble as never before: "Please, don't leave me!"
Nangong Young Emperor's figure was shaking.
His brows were raised vigorously, his temples were twitching faintly...
His hands were clenched into fists, and his heart seemed to be torn with a terrible wound, and the pain of separation invaded his whole body.
Every time I fight against my inner demons, I have to relive the feeling of being separated from Xia Qianchen.
Moreover, when they were separated, Xia Qianchen’s eyes were filled with expectation and begging...
【The only way to defeat the inner demon is to get rid of her completely.】
【Uprooted from the bottom of your heart...】
The psychologist’s words still ring in my ears: [Don’t be reluctant, she is just an illusion you created out of thin air. No matter how she begs you, it is just your imagination! Don’t be soft-hearted towards her!]
Young Emperor Nangong's jaw tightened, and his handsome face became colder and crueler.
He stretched out his hand to pry off her fingers...
Xia Qianchen hugged him so tightly that her fingers hurt violently and she heard a crisp sound from the bones.
She retracted her hand in pain, and her fingers seemed to have been broken off.
She held her hand tightly, surprised that Young Emperor Nangong was so ruthless.
This indirectly told her how firm his determination was.
"You are not her."
He turned around suddenly and grabbed her fragile throat again.
"No matter how much you pretend to be, no matter how well you do it, you are still not her." Young Emperor Nangong gritted his teeth and raised his muscles.
If it were Xia Qianchen, they would not interfere with his decision, make him become an addicted lunatic, and ignore their children.
"Don't follow me anymore." He threw her to the ground hard and looked at her eyes, avoiding her like a beast.
Xia Qianchen hit the corner of the bed and had an injury on the back of her head. This time, the old injury split open.
Her mind was confused, and her hands subconsciously pressed on the wound.
Thick blood flowed on her hands.
She stared blankly at the bright red color on her hand, and there was no trace of pity in Young Emperor Nangong's eyes.
"Next time we meet, I will never show mercy," he was telling himself, and he was also passing sentence on Xia Qianchen, "It's the day you die!"
The door slammed shut with a loud bang.
Just as Xia Qianchen was about to stand up, her body swayed and she sat back down, fainting.
In the dream, she went back to the past, where she and Young Emperor Nangong met and fell in love until they knew each other. All the memories seemed to be cut into an old movie.
Xia Qianchen reviewed the painful, touching and romantic moments, which gradually evolved from hatred into deep-seated love.
It seems to have been engraved into the bone marrow, and I will never forget it in this life.
When she woke up vaguely, she had already slept in the maid's room...
Lao Xu was twisting the towel and taking care of her.
Seeing her open her eyes, she said happily: "You finally woke up."
Xia Qianchen felt dizzy and sat up suddenly and asked, "He's gone...?"
Lao Xu's expression immediately became strange: "Well, let's go."
During this period, she was warned to stay in the servant's room and was not allowed to go out without the master's instructions. However, out of curiosity, she accidentally saw Nangong Young Emperor walking around in the living room holding Xia Qianchen...
However, Xia Qianchen is beautiful, so it is normal for her to be favored by her master.
"The life of these rich people is like this. It's just a novelty. Why would they like you as a servant?" Old Xu sighed and said, "I have warned you before, do your job well, but you just want to do your job well."
Do not listen."
"He left, right?" Xia Qianchen was still asking.
"It's been a few days since I left."
"How many days?" Xia Qianchen said with a bitter smile, "Don't tell me, I've been sleeping for a few days."
"You hit your head, which caused a high fever. In addition, your body was exhausted from the past few days, so you fell into a drowsy sleep for a few days..."
At this point, Lao Xu's expression became strange again, and he hesitated to speak.
Xia Qianchen's heart completely hit rock bottom.
He left anyway, leaving her behind...
Before leaving, he looked at her with such hateful eyes and said that no matter how much she pretended to be or how well she did, she was still not "her".
She felt chills all over her body: "He also sold the villa?"
"It is said that the formalities are being completed," Lao Xu said, twisting the towel. "Someone will come to hand over the matter in a few days... I don't know if the new owner wants a servant or what his temper is like."