There was a discussion outside: "Fang Yuxin is so amazing. She became the CEO's wife so quickly, but she is so lucky! I didn't expect that after marrying her, the CEO went abroad to recuperate. Do you think she looks like Croft?"
Tong Zibin looked at his eighth wife impatiently and said displeasedly: "Okay, if you're just going to talk bad things about people, you might as well do more things."
Fang Yuxin listened to the discussion outside in bewilderment, looking at each other, trembling and lowering her eyes, looking at the newspaper that the president of Qingfeng Group died in a car accident in another place, and looking at the cold and handsome face, why is her heart so painful?
Nangong Chen was not with him every day, so why did the newspaper write that he died in a car accident? Why was he called Nangong Chen, which was different from the Nangong Chen he had seen?
Fang Yuxin wrapped herself tightly, her head throbbing tightly. Why did Nangongchen's cheeks become confused in her head? She pulled her hair desperately, what was going on?
Biting her lips tightly, a stream of blood rushed into her mouth. She bit hard and resisted the trembling of her body. She didn't know what was going on. She felt that she was mentally confused before, and it was even more trustworthy that she couldn't tell who was from whom?
Nangong Bing opened the door and saw Fang Yuxin huddled in the corner of the room with her head in her arms. Her lips were bitten and turned purple, her body was shaking violently, and things in her hands fell. She ran over and hugged Fang Yuxin in distress.
He said nervously: "Yuxin, what happened?"
Fang Yuxin just trembled desperately, like a wounded swallow, biting her lips tightly to prevent tears from pouring out of her eyes. There were too many questions in her heart, so she could only hold Nangong Chen's hand, like grabbing a lifebuoy in a drowning lake.
She swallowed hard: "Tell me, you are Nangong Chen, and the person in the newspaper is not Nangong Chen. Just talk!"
Nangong Bing looked at the newspaper in Fang Yuxin's hand, his face suddenly turned white, and his gentle eyes were full of fear. He didn't know that Fang Yuxin had a newspaper. If the news wasn't blocked by him, how could it leak out?
He was in a trance, holding back his panic, pursed his lips, and tried hard to hide what he was saying? "Yuxin, don't be so excited, I am Nangong Chen, I am Nangong Chen... the newspaper is fake."
Fang Yuxin saw Nangong Chen's eyes flashing, indicating what he was running away from? "Now that things have happened, why don't you tell me the truth? You are not Nangong Chen. It's true that Nangong Chen went abroad to recuperate, right?"
Nangong Bing looked at the pain in her eyes. She knew that Fang Yuxin had been avoiding Nangong Chen. She never wanted to accept that Nangong Chen was dead. But she opened up about this problem. Maybe she could stop deceiving herself and let her face the reality.
Maybe it would help her.
He supported Fang Yuxin, with tears filling his eyes, biting his red and bloody lips, restraining his body from shaking, and said decisively: "I am not Nangongchen, Fang Yuxin, don't pretend to have amnesia. In fact, you have no amnesia at all, you are just living in
In your own world, please wake up."
Fang Yuxin was so weak that she seemed to no longer be in the world, her tears fell like pearls, and she burst into tears. Why should she face the reality? Why can't she live in her own virtual world?
The sound of heartbreak is so clear and powerful.
Her world collapsed, she couldn't feel any sound, she couldn't feel any pain, the pain had become numb.
She couldn't tell, she couldn't remember, why couldn't she remember, what did Nangong Chen's face look like?
She staggered and pushed Nangong Bing away and ran out, running in a panic, tears streaming down her cheeks. She couldn't forget what Nangong Chen looked like?
Nangong Bing looked at Fang Yuxin who was running away in panic, and worried about catching up, "Yuxin, Yuxin...where are you going?"
The people in the company looked at the man who was crying and running away in grief and anger. When they saw Nangong Bing's face with tears on his face, they chased him nervously, which surprised the policeman.
Fang Yuxin ran as hard as she could, sat in her car, and ordered: "Hurry up and drive home!"
Nangong Bing caught up and saw Fang Yuxin running away in his car. He always felt something strange and felt uneasy in his heart. He took a deep breath and ran to catch up with Fang Yuxin.
The driver looked at Fang Yuxin who was crying in the back seat in confusion. He didn't enter the company with a smile just now. He was just the driver and didn't dare to say much. He could only follow the order and drive fast on the way home.
Fang Yuxin stumbled into the house and saw Aunt Chen and her father happily making Nangong Ce laugh. She ran over to grab Aunt Chen and shouted loudly: "I want to see Nangong Chen's photo, give me Nangong Chen's photo!"
Fang Zongze looked puzzled at Fang Yuxin, whose face was full of tears and shaking Aunt Chen excitedly. She asked for Nangong Chen's photo. He didn't know what happened?
Nangong Bing caught up and saw Fang Yuxin, who was excited and pale, as if she might faint at any time. He knew that Fang Yuxin could not be stimulated, otherwise she might become mentally ill at any time.
Nangong Ce seemed to have noticed something was wrong. Perhaps he was frightened by the sudden loud shouting, so he cried desperately.
Fang Yuxin looked at her crying son, burst into tears and hugged her son, crying: "Good son, don't cry. Mom has even forgotten what dad looks like. What do you think mom should do?"
Fang Zongze looked at his daughter and grandson crying loudly, and he burst into tears. He also guessed that Fang Yuxin knew about it, hugged Nangong Ce, and said hoarsely: "Yuxin, what happened?"
"Uncle, she knows. Aunt Chen goes and takes out brother's photo and lets Fang Yuxin see it, so that she can face reality and stop deceiving herself."
Aunt Chen looked at Fang Zongze in confusion. Fang Yuxin's face was so pale. She looked pitifully at her child. If she showed Fang Yuxin the photo, would it stimulate her?
Fang Zongze knew that escaping would not solve the problem, so he nodded and agreed with Nangong Bing's approach.
Fang Yuxin took the photo Aunt Chen handed her, her gloomy and handsome face was exactly the same as the newspaper. They were right that Nangong Chen went abroad to recuperate, but she forgot about him and lived a happy life again. She felt heartbroken and was about to die.
"I want to see Nangong Chen, I want to see him"
Nangong Bing didn't know how to respond to her, and burst into tears, "You can't see him because he has passed away."
"Died? Didn't he go abroad to recuperate? What are you talking about?" Fang Yuxin shouted excitedly and hoarsely.
"Because my brother's death has been spread, in order not to affect your recovery, we can only say that Nangong Chen is recovering from illness and block the news."
Fang Yuxin staggered a few steps, her expression was gloomy, tears burst into her eyes, her heart ached and she couldn't breathe, as if she would fall down anytime and anywhere.
Fang Zongze asked worriedly: "Yuxin, what's wrong with you?"
She was devastated and entered her room with the photo. She didn't answer any questions and locked herself in a corner. Why did her body feel so cold?
She felt her whole eardrums roaring and ants biting her nerves. She hit her head hard and banged her head against the wall. The pain didn't seem to be less.
Why can't I remember? Why is Nangong Chen's face so unfamiliar? Blood overflowed from his head, down his cheeks, and fell to the floor silently.