She spoke calmly, and he didn't know how much effort she put into every word she spoke. However, until the moment she turned around, he refused to look at her again.
In the corridor, everything returned to calm.
Bei Xijue's eyes were full of exhaustion. He stared blankly at the half-stoked cigarette in the trash can, leaning against the wall, and staring motionlessly at the closed bedroom door.
What is she doing? Does the wound still hurt? Does she still hate him?
He was like a headless fly, confused and helpless; and like a coward, afraid to face her, afraid that she would hate him.
There was a movement in the bedroom. It was very quiet, but it was still caught by Bei Xijue. He quietly hid in the backlight.
The door was opened, and he saw that in the darkness, she was holding her bag, holding on to the wall, and looking around with her big bright eyes. She breathed a sigh of relief, and it was obvious that she had not found him. Then, she came out.
He walked into the room, closed the door gently, and walked down the stairs little by little.
This time, Bei Xi did not stop her. He walked out of the shadows and quietly watched her retreating back.
When did the relationship between them fall to this point?
And whose fault is this?
Back then, she didn't give him time to explain and returned the bracelet he gave her to him. Four years later, she was full of hatred and refused to recognize him. Should he tell her everything frankly? He didn't
Ask her to forgive her. After all, when he knew that she refused to have their child, he hated her.
"Mommy, why hasn't your handsome uncle come to our house for so long?"
In the suburbs, in the villa, Xiao Chenu was beside Ai Xueer, tilting his head and asking her, with a hint of complaint in his innocence.
"Uncle is an uncle, we are us, he cannot live with us."
"Mommy is a woman and handsome uncle is a man. Why can't men and women live together?"
Shangguan Tang was speechless and choked, no longer paying attention to Xiao Che, holding the remote control in her hand and changing channels at will. Suddenly, the financial news on a channel caught her eye. In the upper right corner of the screen, the person in the photo was
So familiar, so familiar that she couldn't forget it even if she wanted to. All those deeply buried memories emerged.
"At 5 o'clock this morning, Shangguan Yun, the head of the Shangguan royal family, one of the three major families, suffered a heart attack and was sent to the Royal Hospital. After rescue efforts failed, he was pronounced dead at the age of 50."
"Currently, the Shangguan royal family is in chaos. Queen Xiao of the Shangguan royal family stepped forward to take charge of the overall situation, but it has not yet calmed down the turmoil caused by other powerful officials. This ancient Asian royal family will face an unprecedented turmoil."
Shangguan Tang's eyes were fixed on the TV screen, and she couldn't explain how she felt. In that photo, it was her biological father. Before he was five years old, he played the role of a good father. However, since Empress Xiao
After she appeared, she could see that her mother became depressed, and the good father in her memory became cold towards her, until her mother passed away and she was placed under house arrest. From then on, the loving father completely disappeared.
Now, he died like that. How young he was. For a man, 50 years old, isn't it the peak of his career? Heart disease, it turns out that there is really such a thing as retribution in the world.