Xiahou Xiyue looked at his delighted expression and was silent for two seconds. Then she suddenly raised her hand and struck him on the back of the neck, knocking him unconscious.
Even though he had fainted, the hand holding him was unusually strong. It took her a long time to break his hand away. Just as she was about to stand up and leave, her eyes were attracted by something exposed in his pocket. She stretched out her hand to hold it.
It was pulled out, and it was a silk embroidered handkerchief, embroidered with two ducks that looked like drowning, but were actually swans. This was not a complete embroidery because it had not been finished yet.
This is the handkerchief she embroidered. She originally planned to give it to him after embroidering it. This is the only commemorative thing she brought back from ancient times, but so many things happened after she came back that she had no time to embroider it.
good.
Her heart, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly started to sting like a dead tree springing back to life. She put the silk handkerchief back into his pocket, took out her cell phone from his pocket, and sent a text message to Wuhen.
Wuhen drove up quickly and was shocked when he saw the young master lying on the ground. He quickly went down to help him get into the car and hurriedly sent him to the hospital. He didn't realize that in the corner of the dark alley, there was a slender figure standing there.
white figure.
Being drunk, exposed to the rain, and beaten again, even a tough man couldn't bear it. When Duanmu Xiu was sent to the hospital, he had already developed a high fever. In the painful struggle, he kept calling Xiahou Xiyue.
His name makes those who hear it sad.
After Luo Huaixi helped him take care of the wound, he saw Wuhen standing at the door worriedly. He waved him in and pointed to the man struggling in pain on the hospital bed with some confusion: "How could he do this?"
"I don't know either. The young master was drunk in the club and he wouldn't let me follow him. Then he ran out alone to get wet in the rain. Later, I received a message from him and I went to find him immediately. I saw him himself
A man fell to the ground." Wuhen's eyes turned cold, he would definitely find out the person who beat him.
"He was seriously injured, Wuhen, your young master is committing suicide." Luo Huai hoped that his eyes would be a little reproachful.
"Next time, I will definitely follow him closely." Wuhen said, clenching his fists.
"Who sent you the text message?" According to his behavior, which shows that he wants to die, it must not be the text message sent by him.
"The text message was sent from the young master's mobile phone." Wuhen frowned, he also felt that there was something wrong with this matter.
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The people sent by Wuhen quickly captured the gangsters who attacked Duanmu Xiu. After questioning, the result surprised everyone.
According to what they said, they saw a ghost last night, a woman who had been dead for two years.
"Did she really not die back then? She's back now?" Luo Huaixi's mood was a bit complicated. If she really wasn't dead, why didn't she get to know Duanmu Xiu together when she came back? It would be best if she didn't die.
, because now only she can make Duanmu Xiu live, but why did she leave?
"Her body was not found back then, so the young master always believed that she was not dead." Wuhen said lightly, unable to tell what his mood was.
"It would be great if Xiyue is not dead. Send someone to look for her quickly. If she comes back, the young master will be saved." After so long, Xiang Nan finally heard something worthy of joy, Xiang Nan said happily.
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"Don't be too happy too early. If she really came back, why did she leave?" Luo Huaixi said lightly.
