Nangong Chen's head was broken by a wine glass, Xiuhua clumsily fixed it, and he sent Fang Yuxin home.
The night was nice, with the bright moon hanging high above our heads, and a faint night light shining on the earth. There were countless couples on the road.
The two of them made a tacit agreement to stop talking and walked quietly on the road.
Fang Yuxin has never been so relaxed. He knows that Nangong Chen is by his side. He looks at him secretly from time to time. I wonder what he is thinking? His eyes are always far away. Maybe she is angry because Xiuhua hit him with a cup just now!
In her heart, she felt ashamed of his survival. If she hadn't been drunk and talking nonsense, Xiuhua would not have wanted to avenge herself, accidentally hurting Nangong Chen, and so many oolong incidents would not have happened!
She couldn't help but be afraid of hitting herself on the head. How could she do a good job? She would always get screwed up by herself. She was so stupid! She wanted to pry her head open and see what was inside.
Nangong Chen took Fang Yuxin's hand: "I'm already stupid, don't hit me anymore, I'll be even stupider."
"I'm sorry, it's my fault that made you hurt." Fang Yuxin lowered her eyes in shame, holding back her tears, not letting them flow out, and said with a crying voice.
"Fang Yuxin, if you're sorry, how many times do you have to say it? I've told you, I'm fine, why are you so annoyed?" Nangong Chen couldn't bear it and yelled, making Fang Yuxin feel helpless and distressed.
She thinks she is a saint! Everything will happen to her, and sometimes she will really piss her off to death.
Fang Yuxin burst into tears when Nangong Chen yelled at her. Every time Nangong Chen was with her, she couldn't make him happy like Lian Lushang. She would only make him angry. She was really useless!
Nangong Chen was helpless and stared at Fang Yuxin's crying face, hugging her. The fool in his arms must be blaming herself again. He felt that she was making him angry again. Why couldn't she think about herself for a day? Will she lose her memory?
You will come back to her sooner, right?
Fang Yuxin pushed him away, wiped her eyes, and pretended to be calm: "I'm fine, don't stain your clothes with your tears."
Nangong Chen was completely defeated by Fang Yuxin. He shook his head helplessly and casually put his hand on her shoulder, "Let's go back."
When did the conversation between the two become so feeble? Time has separated them too far. Nangong Chen doesn't know if he has the chance to close the distance between them.
Fang Yuxin felt awkward. Before Nangongchen lost his memory, he liked to put his shoulder on her shoulder. After he lost his memory, he no longer put his shoulder on her shoulder. What happened today? Why does he feel so bad everywhere? Nangongchen is the Nangongchen before.
She shook her head, thinking wildly again, how could Nangong Chen be her Nangong Chen? Now that Nangong Chen was Lian Lushang's, he was good to her, but he only owed her a debt!
The two of them walked to Fang Yuxin's house. Nangong Chen said, "Can I come in and sit down?"
Fang Yuxin hesitated. After all, Fang Zongze didn't like that he was meeting Nangong Chen. He would get angry again if he saw her. "It's inconvenient for me to see. It's too late. Let's wait for another day!"
"Okay, okay! Then you go to bed early." Nangong Chen used to help her pull up her clothes and said softly, "Come in quickly!" He looked at her back and walked home, with a look of reluctance in his eyes.
Fang Yuxin felt that Nangong Chen's attitude toward her became weird after her wine glass was smashed, and her eyes looked a little strange. This was what she was thinking.
Not paying attention to the differences at home, he called Dad several times, but no one answered. He frowned and glanced around the room. He walked to Fang Zongze's room and saw Fang Zongze lying in a pool of blood with a pale face. Next to him, Nangong Bing's hands were stained with blood. He screamed: "
ah!"
Everything went dark before my eyes, and I fainted!
Nangong Chen was wandering in front of Fang Yuxin's house. Hearing Fang Yuxin's screams, he ran over and went in. Looking at the scene in front of him, he was shocked, but he immediately reacted, helped Fang Yuxin who fainted, and asked Nangong Bing:
"What happened?"
Nangong Bing didn't know how to explain it. Fang Yuxin came in and saw a knife in her hand. She must have misunderstood, and explained: "Brother, I didn't do it!"
"I understand, you go first." Nangong Chen shook Fang Yuxin, "Yuxin, Fang Yuxin, wake up!"
When Nangong Bing saw Fang Yuxin fainted, he sighed, turned around and left. He would definitely find evidence to prove that the murderer was Lian Qingtian, "Brother, take good care of her."
Fang Yuxin felt like she had a headache. She seemed to be dreaming. She dreamed that her father was lying in a pool of blood. The murderer was Nangong Bing. It was impossible. Her father trusted Nangong Bing so much. It couldn't have been him who did it. "Ah!"
She didn't want to open her eyes and see Fang Zongze's body. She pushed Nangong Chen away, helped Fang Zongze up, and murmured: "Dad, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me, wake up quickly!"
Nangong Chen stood behind him, silent, feeling very sad in his heart.
Nangong Chen put his hand on Fang Yuxin's shoulder, "Yuxin, uncle is gone, don't be sad anymore."
Fang Yuxin shook off Nangong Chen's hand: "What do you mean by leaving? Dad didn't leave. He is here. He just likes to sleep and is sleeping. Stop talking nonsense."
"Fang Yuxin, wake up! My uncle is dead and has gone to heaven. My uncle doesn't want you to be so sad. Wake up!"
Fang Yuxin cried and threw herself on Fang Zongze, shaking desperately, hoping that she could shake Fang Zongze awake.
She cried so hard that her voice became hoarse and she felt dizzy. She felt her heart was going to die, and she finally fainted.
Nangong Chen hugged her and looked at his pale face. He knew how much Fang Zongze's death had affected him. Why was it like this? How could Fang Zongze die suddenly? It must not have been done by Nangong Bing? Who killed Fang Zongze?
?He will definitely not let him go.
He looked at Fang Yuxin, carried her to the bed, and gently helped her to tidy up her sweat, and wiped away the wet tears hanging on her cheeks. Her pale and purple face made him feel distressed.
Why is God so unfair? He wants Fang Yuxin to bear such a great grievance. He wants to help her bear the burden, but he has no position.
Nangong Chen sighed, kissed her cheek, and folded the quilt for her.
He started to sort everything out, and when he saw his eyes open, he said to Fang Zongze: "Dad, don't worry, I will find out the murderer, and I won't make it easy for the murderer. As for Yuxin, I will also take good care of her.
Now that you know she is my wife and I will not let her be wronged, you can go with peace of mind!"
Fang Yuxin closed her eyes tightly and regained consciousness. Every scene with her father flashed through her. They were so clear and kind, as if they had just happened.
Tears fell from the corners of her eyes and dripped gently on the pillow. She was so desperate that she wanted to die. God allowed her to try the feeling of earth shattering again. It was so painful, more bitter than cold medicine.
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