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Chapter 63: Warmth Grows

His movements revealed a third of elegance and nobility, and a third of domineering and uninhibited. He walked in front of her in a few steps, and the panic in her eyes fell exactly into his eyes.

Following her uneasy expression, he subconsciously looked around. There was no one there, so why was she panicking? Her eyes clearly revealed a guilty conscience. What was she guilty of?

"Why did you come here without saying a word that you met someone familiar?" He seemed to have no intention of asking, but in fact he pressed forward step by step.

Her heart suddenly became flustered and uneasy. Could it be that he had just seen it? At one point, she thought that if he really saw it, she might not be able to stand here safely for a long time. She knew this man too well and was domineering. He will not allow anyone to violate him.

"How did you find me?" As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Zinge felt that he was really an idiot. He must have already known all the places where she might go. In fact, the only places where she could go were except her mother's. The hospital, the Du family villa, and the place where she was staying with him now, she really didn't know where else she could go?

Maybe she could go to Shen Yake's apartment before, but now, she can't even think about it. If she still wants the Shen family to live well in S City, and if she still wants Shen Yake to live peacefully, then in the end The good thing is that she won't disturb his life anymore, and besides, he now has a fiancée who is about to get married.

She will not forget Du Liaochen's warning, and she cannot bear the slightest mistake! The consequences are beyond her imagination.

"I was just looking around casually. I didn't call you since my phone ran out of battery." She said calmly, as if that was really what happened. Her hand accidentally touched his palm and then separated: "I didn't know Shen Yake would be in the hospital. Please don't hurt him." She tried her best to speak carefully and compromise.

"Don't worry, he won't die. I don't want you to have any more ties with him. I don't want to see you meet in the future." Du Yuochen took her hand and put it in his palm. His hands were cold, but his hands were warm: "Do you understand what I said? No matter what the reason, you are not allowed to see him."

Qingge was obviously taken aback, but soon regained his composure: "Okay, I won't see him again." She answered obediently. It doesn't matter whether he is seen or not, he has a lifelong partner, but she is so despicable. Her identity, to put it nicely, she is Du Qiaochen’s confidante, but not to put it lightly, in fact, she is his kept mistress. What a shameful identity!

It might be better for everyone not to see her, but she is the most unnecessary existence.

"Xia Qingge, remember what you said." He didn't want to say anything else. He put the thinly dressed woman into the car and turned on the heater. The hot warmth drove away the coldness in his heart. He was satisfied. When he heard At the moment when she said she would never see Shen Yake again, he was very satisfied, because he knew that she could no longer tolerate Shen Yake in her heart. How could a kind-hearted woman like her be the first to destroy other people's marriages? Three.

Shen Yake, he probably has no chance, Xia Qingge can only belong to Du Yuochen in the end, regardless of body and mind, he will conquer the city and her heart bit by bit.

Qingge leaned his head against the car window and casually hummed a song he had always liked:

Time is amber, and tears are locked drop by drop; no matter how immortal the love letters are, they are ground into hourglasses. On the upper reaches of youth, white clouds fly away like gray dogs and seagulls; flashing thoughts slip away gurgling. Destiny is so humorous that it makes those who love it Silence; a whole universe is exchanged for a red bean. Memories are like trapped beasts. After being lonely for too long, they gradually become gentle; when you let go of your fists, you feel freer...

She sang quietly, and he listened quietly. An atmosphere of sadness and silence spread in the car. There was a hint of sadness in her voice that was not easy to detect, but he still heard it and felt it. Could it be because he couldn't see it? Shen Yake, is she sad? Such thoughts made him anxious. He exerted force and the car flew very far away.

The scenery outside the window is retreating rapidly, making it difficult to see the emotion.

Xia Qingge's heart finally became at ease when the car drove into the Du family villa. She raised her head and glanced at the magnificent building in front of her. She will live here from now on, without any reason or status. .Maybe, for a lifetime; maybe, until one day, as he said, he is completely tired of her and will let her go.

I'm afraid that by that time, she will no longer be able to find her true self and live like a zombie.

"Du Qiaochen, I want to plant flowers here, so that you can see the flowers bloom in spring." She pointed to the open space in front of the door where snow was still piled up, her eyes full of longing and expectation. It's sparkling and shining, it's really beautiful!

She was just bored, and there seemed to be nothing she could do in this exquisite big house. She was too lonely, and raising some flowers could pass some boring time, so she wouldn't be too lonely.

"Okay", he agreed like a ghost. He has never liked growing flowers, grass, or hanging decorations in his place. He likes simplicity and elegance, and dislikes tediousness. However, accidents have happened frequently recently. Not only did he acquiesce to the existence of the two red lanterns in front of the door, he actually agreed to her request to plant flowers in front of the door.

How could he be so forbearing and give in? It seemed that as long as she said something, he would agree without hesitation. He was afraid that he would not agree by accident and see her sad and lost face.

"However, the weather is too cold now, so even if we plant them, they may not survive, but I still want to try." She just wanted to try to see if they would have the courage to survive in such a harsh environment. She said she wanted to plant flowers, but in fact, what she wanted to do most was to ask herself, how to survive? How to persevere?

She had too many uncertainties and too much instability. Her heart had been anxious and uneasy since the day she was brought here by Du Yuchen. At first, she was afraid that he would be violent to her. Gradually, she became more and more afraid of him. Her emotions evolved into uneasiness, uneasiness about her uncontrollable heartbeat. Now, her heart told herself uncertainly, should she escape? Or face it? Either way, it requires great courage.

After all, for him, women may just be spices to spice up life. He has never taken it seriously or taken it to heart. So what if she can't get her lost heart back?

Will she go crazy? Will she die? She doesn’t even know what will happen to her.

The deep sadness and uncertainty in her eyes deeply hurt his heart: "They won't die, no, believe me, they will definitely be able to withstand the wind and rain, and face this spring with magnanimity. I believe I."

Believe in him, believe in him, why every time, when he was unsure and unsettled, he would always tell her over and over in her ears, asking her to believe in him, believe in him. He could really care about nothing

Do you believe him?

believe him!

After telling him his idea of ​​planting flowers, Qingge went with Mrs. Zhang the next day to buy sunflower seeds. When the clerk introduced it, he said that its flowers have the habit of blooming at sunrise and closing at sunset.

And it grows in a phototropic manner, so its flower language is - sunny weather, which by extension means: cheerful, lively, and hopeful!

In fact, it has another symbolic meaning: I deeply admire you!

She felt that she should be like a sunflower growing towards the sun, welcoming the future life with full expectation and learning to embrace the sunshine with a smile. Only in that way would she find hope to continue.

Digging the soil, digging holes, watering, she did everything herself and did everything well. Sister Zhang wanted to help her, but she refused with a smile. They were her flowers, and she relied on them.

Hope, the flowers are like her, and she is like the flowers.

So she had to do everything herself, even taking care of them in the future, she took care of it all by herself. She wanted to watch them grow with her own eyes, bloom into brilliant flowers, and grow toward the sun forever!

When the weather was not yet warm, she didn't know if the flower seeds she planted during the day would be able to withstand the lingering power of winter. Her heart was also shaky, and she slept extremely uneasily throughout the night.

"Sister-in-law Zhang, why is the weather suddenly so cold today?" Qingge got up early in the morning and ran downstairs before she could change out of her pajamas. It was still warm yesterday, so why did the weather suddenly change today? What about the flowers she planted?

kind?

"The weather forecast said that cold air has landed, and the temperature has started to drop since last night, and it will last until this Saturday. Oops, when will it end this cold day?" When Qingge heard this, she panicked. Could her flowers really be there?

Destined not to survive this spring? She put on her pajamas and ran out.

"Hey, my little ancestor, no matter what the weather is like, you dare to run out in pajamas." Mrs. Zhang complained nervously, while taking the coat handed by the maid, and walked out towards Qingge.

He chased in the direction. If this little ancestor was really frozen, the young master would have to pull out the skin of everyone here.

Sister-in-law Zhang has long since noticed that the young master does not say how good he is to Miss Xia, but in fact, he is extremely nervous. At least he is more nervous and cares more than he imagined. Thinking of last night

, she smiled knowingly.

Qingge stood beside the flower garden in a daze, unable to move for a long time, with disbelief and confusion in her eyes: "What's going on? What... happened?" She didn't know or couldn't figure it out.

Who did it?

"It's the young master." A warm coat was draped on her thin shoulders. Upon hearing her words, Mrs. Zhang could clearly see Qingge's shoulders shaking.

"Isn't he very busy recently? How could..." Qingge suddenly fell silent and couldn't continue.

"When the young master came back last night, he saw signs of stirring in the soil, so he asked me if Miss Xia had planted the flowers. Later, I made a supper for the young master. Who knew that the young master was not at the table when it was served, so I

I saw his figure busy outside the window."

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