Ah Dao then talked a lot more, but Chu Di didn't understand a single word.
There was only one image in his mind. Ye Xiangwan was holding a silver needle in his hand, suturing his own wound. The scene was so bloody that it was unbearable to watch.
She was ruthless, and sometimes Chu Di felt that Ye Xiangwan was even more ruthless than herself, but her ruthlessness was only towards herself, and she left a trace of kindness to the people around her, including herself who had always been a jerk.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have saved him in the past.
Otherwise, he wouldn't be where he is today.
I vaguely remember that he asked her how she got the wound on her leg, and what was her answer at the time? Did she accidentally bruise it while walking? In fact, as long as he was more careful and attentive, he would have discovered such a big wound.
, it was absolutely impossible that he was injured. But at that time, he didn't care about her life or death at all. If she was injured and she was not happy, he would be happier and would not investigate where these wounds came from.
If he looked more carefully, he could find many things, like the dance where he met her for the first time.
If he had looked at her one more time, he would have discovered that there was no other rich girl in her eyes who looked at him with disdain when she saw that he did not understand social etiquette. He dragged her away from the table so rudely and made her wrist red.
She didn't say a word. When he took her spinning on the terrace, her smile was so real and sweet...
At that time, besides hatred, his heart could not tolerate a trace of warmth. Or maybe, it was not that he didn't notice, but that he noticed it, but deliberately let himself ignore it.
Ah Dao spoke until his mouth went dry and he stopped automatically. Chu Di sat opposite him for a long time without moving or speaking. Just when Ah Dao couldn't help but wanted to speak again, Chu Di seemed to have exhausted all his strength.
He waved to him with difficulty, "You go out first. Don't come in unless I call you."
People's memories are so magical. Trivial matters that they thought they had long forgotten are now pouring out like a tidal wave. Chu Di gently stroked his swollen and painful temples with his hands, silently feeling the pain coming from his chest.
The sting.
It was him who, step by step, drove her to a dead end.
Forced her beyond recognition.
Time passed silently, dawn broke, and the morning sun rising from the east illuminated the whole world. Facing the golden light, Chu Di felt that his heart had been stuck in darkness and had not come out.
*Ye Zhong's funeral was held two days later. He was forced to quit the business world a few years ago due to the malicious squeeze of the Chu family. He was soon forgotten by his former comrades in the mall and became an unknown figure, no different from all living beings.
In addition, Ye Zhong passed away suddenly and many old friends were unable to arrive in time, so his funeral seemed particularly lonely.
As the eldest daughter, Ye Xiangwan stayed in front of her father's funeral hall, numbly bowing to the people who came to express condolences until the funeral was over.
At five o'clock in the morning, before dawn, the hearse slowly set off from the funeral parlor and headed towards the crematorium. When the car passed through the main road of H City, Ye Xiangwan leaned against the car window in a daze, his sight covered by the bright red hangings hanging on both sides of the street.
Attracted by trees with the word "Happiness" and decorations.
Today is the engagement day of Chu Di and Ji Moli. The two families are very wealthy. In order to keep it auspicious, the streets and alleys of H City are hung with red colors, making the whole city enveloped in a strong atmosphere of joy.
The dazzling red words "Double Happiness" swayed gently with the breeze in the thin light of the morning mist. Compared with it, the dark hearse escorting Ye's father's body seemed particularly desolate and sad.
"All conditioned phenomena are like bubbles in a dream, like dew or lightning, and should be viewed in this way..." Ye Xiangwan murmured and recited Buddhist scriptures in her mouth. Although her brain was as numb as if it had been filled with pulp these days, she could only
Reciting Buddhist scriptures kept me from going crazy.
The brown window was slowly closed. Shen Shijun was beside her, covering her eyes with his hands and holding her in his arms. "When you are tired, sleep for a while. I will wake you up when you are almost there."
.”
Since Ye Zhong's funeral, Shen Shijun has been by Ye Xiangwan's side and put in a lot of effort. Aunt Xiang knew that he was the eldest son of the Shen family and treated him differently. She even dumped Ye Kuan when nothing happened.
On the side, he only talked to Shen Shijun about Ye Xiangwan's childhood, and how hard it was for her to raise these children, so that others didn't know and thought Shen Shijun was his son.
It was also because of this that Shen Shijun learned a lot about Ye Xiangwan's past. Although the authenticity of Aunt Xiang's account had to be discounted, Shen Shijun felt deeply distressed from her words.
He felt sorry for Ye Xiangwan, for this extremely stubborn girl who was actually extremely soft. She used her strong appearance to arm her gentle heart, erecting the sharp thorns on her body and not letting anyone get close to her, just because she was afraid
got hurt.
Ye Xiangwan shook his head and wanted to sit up, but Shen Shijun rarely followed her wishes, "If you don't want to sleep, then just lean on it for a while. You haven't slept for two days. If you continue like this, I'm afraid you won't be able to survive the funeral."
.”
"Am I so useless? Senior brother, you underestimate me." Ye Xiangwan sighed softly and did not refuse anymore. She was really too tired. If she didn't find someone to support her, she would probably collapse immediately.
.
Walking back from Chu's in a daze, she didn't know how she had spent these two days. It wasn't that she didn't want to sleep, but that she couldn't sleep. As soon as she closed her eyes, Father Ye's face would appear in front of her. Although he couldn't sleep, she couldn't sleep.
He didn't say it, but Ye Xiangwan knew that he would never die in peace.
"You always misinterpret my meaning. Who said you are useless? It's just that men can't stand it. Don't worry, I have arranged everything at the crematorium and the cemetery. Nothing will go wrong...
…”
Before he finished speaking, the car carrying them suddenly stopped.
"What's going on?" Shen Shijun asked.
"I said earlier that there is a convoy coming from the Chu family to pick up the bride, so let them pass first."
Shen Shijun's brows immediately frowned. It's not like enemies don't get together. City H is so big and there are so many roads, why did they just get together?
Looking at Ye Xiangwan again, he found that she had opened the car door and walked out.
Shen Shijun chased him out, and Ye Xiangwan smiled at him, "I don't know what to do. I just want to see Mr. Chu's wedding of the century. It's such a grand event. It would be a pity not to join in the fun."
A fleet of black Mercedes-Benz luxury cars, the fronts of which were decorated with fresh A-class roses that got off the plane in the early morning, drove quickly past people's sight one after another, silently promoting the noble status and prominent family background of the wedding organizer.
.
Suddenly, a very eye-catching golden Bentley in the motorcade stopped suddenly.
The car door opened, and Chu Di, dressed in a white groom's outfit, walked out of the car and walked straight to Ye Xiangwan.