Xia Xiwan did not want to hear the name "Lu Zixian" for a long time because she could not forgive him for what he had done.
However, just now Lu Hanting told her that the man was no longer there, he had passed away a few months ago... Her heart suddenly skipped a beat.
She didn't know why she jumped, as if she suddenly felt panicked at that moment. Her sixth sense had always been very effective. When Lu Hanting took out the clean medical manual from Tsinghua University, she suddenly felt
Just guessed it.
only…
But, she really couldn't accept it.
He changed his destiny for her and became the blood of a child.
He pulled out the Xuanyuan Sword for her and revived Lanlou.
He is only... 27 years old, but he is no longer there.
All the injuries are fake, and under every plot is his tender and affectionate waiting. Xia Xiwan has never wanted to owe others in her life. A drop of kindness should be repaid by a spring. What she fears most in life is to let down.
, However, Lu Zixian became the biggest regret and deepest pain in her life.
Xia Xiwan stretched out her trembling hands and covered her face. At this moment, she burst into tears, any hot tears running between her fingers.
Lu Hanting's eyes were red, and he stretched out his arms to hold Xia Xiwan in his arms. The moonlight was dim tonight, and sadness overwhelmed them like a tide.
…
Lu Hanting and Xia Xiwan immediately left for Huaxi. Lu Zixian was alone when he left, and now they went back to see him.
Lu Zixian was born in the imperial capital and was the second son of the Lu family. However, he was not buried in the imperial capital or moved into the Lu family's tomb. He was just buried by the Luoshui River.
Xia Xiwan was wearing a black coat and stood quietly in front of the tombstone. At this time, West China had entered the coldest season. There was a photo of Lu Zixian on the tombstone. His cold and elegant appearance was engraved here for eternity.
Lu Hanting was sitting in a wheelchair, and the secretary next to him whispered, "President, the old lady has already learned the bad news about Master Zixian. His hair turned gray overnight. Fortunately, Aunt Yinyin is by his side, but... Master Zixian is... after all.
The heirs and blood of the Lu family have their roots in the imperial capital, and the old lady has also spoken, should we...bring Young Master Zi Xian home?"
Lu Hanting looked at Xia Xiwan by the river. She stopped talking all the way back. Now she was standing quietly beside Lu Zixian. He did not go over or disturb her because he knew that it was her and Lu Zixian.
Envious time.
Lu Hanting opened his thin lips lightly, "Who takes care of Zixian's funeral affairs?"
"It's young master Yiyi."
Lu Hanting slowly raised his thin lips, and then murmured, "That's it, what Yiyi means is what Zixian means, go home, which home should you go to?"
The imperial capital is not Zi Xian’s home.
Zi Xian left home when he was young and started wandering around very early. He took care of himself and grew up.
Lu Hanting raised his head and looked at the Luoshui River. When Huaxi Lanlou and the Sharks fought, the water of Lanlou's ancestors dyed half of Luoshui red. Later that night, Zi Xian pulled out the Xuanyuan Sword, and the sky was filled with red clouds. From then on,
The water of the Luo River has also been washed away.
Now the entire Luo River is crystal clear, with sparkling waves, and the sound of gurgling water can be heard in the ears. Rows of evergreen trees line the riverside, and it has become a beautiful appearance of long flowing water and tranquility over the years.
"Look." Lu Hanting whispered.
What?
The secretary followed Lu Hanting's gaze.
"You see, Lanlou is on the other side of Luoshui. Because Wanwan is there, Zixian is here. Zixian came here for her in life and turned into evergreen stone after death. He lives beside her. Where is Zixian?
Zixian's home is not the Imperial Capital, nor is the Lu family. The place where she is is home."
A chance encounter on the streets of the imperial capital when he was young ignited the brightest fireworks in Lu Zixian's life. He had also experienced love, hate, anger, and not being able to love. Although he was only 27 years old, he ended up with nothing, but his life was complete.
Love lasts forever, Lu Sijue is like that, and so is Lu Zixian.
…
Lu Hanting and Xia Xiwan returned to the West China royal family. Lu Hanting soon collapsed. With his current body, accompanying Xia Xiwan all the way has reached his maximum limit.
The doctor put an oxygen mask on Lu Hanting. Xia Xiwan stood beside the bed with red eyes. She saw Lu Hanting breathing very hard, inhaling and exhaling. Every time he breathed out, a layer of white mist covered the oxygen mask.
.
Xia Xiwan held Lu Hanting's hand, her eyes blurred with tears, but she couldn't say a word.
Lu Hanting knew that she was mourning in her heart. She was still wearing the black clothes with a small white flower in her ear. She had just returned from Lu Zixian's grave. Her hands were cold, without any warmth.
"Wan...Wan..." He called her name with difficulty.
Lu Hanting slowly raised his hand to wipe her tears.
But now he has no strength at all. He reaches his hand in the air and is about to fall.
Xia Xiwan quickly took his hand and placed it on her tear-filled face. She lowered her wet slender feathers and placed her face in his palm, stroking it gently and dependently.
She can't lose anymore.
During this time, she lost many, many people.
“Ms.
Now, we must unlock the last ultimate formula left by Prof. Lu as soon as possible. As long as it is unlocked successfully, Mr. Lu will be saved."
"But Prof. Lu Zhuohua's medical talent and accomplishments throughout his life are really unmatched. We used the world's top elite team to perform high-intensity dissections for three months, but they were unable to solve this ultimate equation. Therefore, this
The ultimate formula can only be left to you, Miss Xia."
"Ms. Xia, you don't have much time. You only have 48 hours. During these 48 hours, we will do our best to protect Mr. Lu. Once the 48 hours are over, Mr. Lu... will come to an end."
"Miss Xia, you are Mr. Lu's only hope now."
Xia Xiwan couldn't stop crying and couldn't speak.
"Wanwan, don't... don't be afraid, I believe... I believe in you..." Lu Hanting said in a hoarse voice.
Xia Xiwan raised her head from her tears. She kept shaking her head. Her clear eyes were so confused, "Mr. Lu, I'm sorry... I think... I can't do it..."
She had just heard the bad news about Lu Zixian, and she felt unbearable grief, but she didn't even have a chance to feel sad. It was time to say goodbye to Lu Hanting again.
Since Xia Xiwan returned from the countryside at the age of 19, she has overcome obstacles and moved forward bravely. She has never lost her courage.
But when it came to the point of separation, she suddenly stopped, because... these were the people she loved.