Chapter 1018: Life and death depend on each other [End 53]
He thought, hadn't they been separated for seven years?
As long as he grits his teeth and perseveres, he can always persevere through the seven-year cycle of reincarnation again!
If one seven years is not enough, then two seven years...
As long as he grits his teeth and works hard to survive, he can meet her one day!
Someone had already brought a towel, and Xu Ang took it and wiped Yi Jian's face carefully, bit by bit, carefully and conscientiously.
Yi Jian didn't move.
Not even blinking.
He was vaguely in a daze, as if he remembered that every morning, that soft little woman would hold a soft towel and gently wipe his face.
As soon as these things left, all that appeared in his mind was her... it was her... it was all her!
Seeing Yi Jian's tightened pupils, Xu Ang couldn't help but sigh: "Young Marshal, why are you doing this?"
Yi Jian didn't say a word, and didn't even move his eyes. Xu Ang lowered his head, and he swept the sand off Xu Ang's white suit bit by bit, and said slowly: "Young Marshal, what did you say?
Why do you have to act in this drama? Let the young marshal's wife leave you with such resentment. But when she comes to England, if she meets Mr. Zhong, she will know the truth of everything at that time. Young marshal... you don't
Do you think the young marshal’s wife will understand everything by then? The young marshal’s wife will definitely regret it... Besides... The young marshal’s wife must be extremely uncomfortable in her heart. What’s more, even if the young marshal’s wife stays,
Come down and send it to the west. The eldest wife, the fourth concubine, and the others will take care of you. There may not be any trouble or danger."
As Xu Ang said this, his heart began to feel a little sour.
He always felt that the Young Marshal had done too much for the Young Marshal's wife, so much... that he couldn't bear to watch anymore.
Yi Jian still didn't speak, but glanced at Xu Ang lightly. Xu Ang sighed heavily, then slowly got into the passenger seat, started the car, and drove slowly towards the Yi family's hometown.
Yi Jian tugged at the corner of her mouth and gave a faint wry smile. In fact, he was treating her with such painstaking efforts, and he didn't know if she would understand.
He actually arrived at the port very early and watched her step onto the ship wearing a dark purple cheongsam without turning her head, as if he didn't think he would come to see her off.