Chapter eight hundred and thirtieth regret is not as good as the beginning
[69 Book Bar - www.] Hu Xiaoxian closed her eyes slightly and still pretended to be unconscious. She didn't want Ji Yeche to know that she had woken up. She also wanted to experience the tenderness that made her nostalgic for the last time.
There was only a bang, the door was quietly pushed open, and Ji Yeche walked in, but Hu Xiaoxian didn't dare to open her eyes because she couldn't figure out how to face it.
Ji Yeche walked quickly to Hu Xiaoxian, looked at her who still hadn't woken up, and sighed slightly.
He moved a chair, sat down by the bed, held Hu Xiaoxian's hand tightly, and whispered in her ear: "Xiaoxian, what's wrong with you? What happened just now? Why did you suddenly
Fainted? Is it because of the sword?"
Hu Xiaoxian didn't want to answer and still pretended to be unconscious.
Isn't it? It was because of that Qingfeng Sword that she remembered everything, and because of it she couldn't bear the cruel reality and fainted.
Now she regrets so much that she should not have searched for the lost memory, nor should she have touched the Qingfeng Sword out of curiosity, nor should she have carried the sword to Ji Yeche's study to look for him.
Maybe if she had stayed in the room well and waited for Ji Yeche to come to her, none of this would have happened, and she wouldn't have thought of everything that made her miserable.
"I know you won't answer," Ji Yeche gently stroked Hu Xiaoxian's forehead, his deep eyes filled with distress for her, "No matter what happened, now I just want you to wake up, you know
? Looking at you like this, how worried and sad I am..."
"..." Hu Xiaoxian really wanted to wake up right away and stop pretending to be comatose, but she didn't know how she should face him after waking up?
Now that she has remembered everything, she is no longer the fox fairy who keeps calling brother Xiao Che.
"Xiaoxian, do you know?" Ji Yeche suddenly smiled slightly, full of longing for tomorrow, "I have already prepared for tomorrow's engagement party. I think tomorrow will definitely be a day that both of us can remember for the rest of our lives.
day."
A day that will be remembered for a lifetime? If the memory is not restored, maybe it will really be a day that Hu Xiaoxian will never forget. But now that she has remembered everything, can she still successfully hold tomorrow's engagement party?
I once had too many desires for tomorrow's engagement party, and fantasized about thousands of possible engagement party scenarios, but the moment I regained my memory, all of them would eventually come to nothing and cease to exist.
Squinting her eyes slightly, looking at Ji Yeche's two cute little tiger teeth that were exposed because of happiness, Hu Xiaoxian felt very uncomfortable. This was the first time she saw the teeth that Ji Yeche showed because of his smile after recovering her memory.
Cute little tiger teeth.
So cute, so charming, so nostalgic that she couldn't help but think of nine years ago.
She closed her eyes tightly again to prevent Ji Yeche from discovering that she had actually woken up. Her heart ached at this moment.
"Brother Xiao Che, are you really my little Huya? The little Huya who saved my life nine years ago? Isn't that right?"
However, this sentence can only be hidden in Hu Xiaoxian's heart forever.
She didn't have the courage to ask, nor did she have the courage to tell her true identity, because she was afraid, so afraid that the scene she saw in front of the Sansheng Stone would immediately reappear in her body.
If Ji Yeche really knew that she was not a human, but a demon that he hated so much, would he ruthlessly hold the Qingfeng Sword and kill her mercilessly?
No one can get to the end and see everything clearly.
But the scene he saw in front of the Sansheng Stone has always been firmly imprinted in Hu Xiaoxian's mind.
The Three Life Stone can see one's present, past, and future, and can see three lives.
But there, Hu Xiaoxian only took a look at the future between herself and Ji Yeche, and was completely disheartened and regretful.