The curtains in the room were open, so the light was not dim. A ray of sunlight poured directly into the room and hit the big bed covered with white sheets.
Walking into the bed, Xia Yucheng saw the pale face under the sheets, as if she saw an extremely weak version of herself.
There was no hair on her head, and her scalp was full of red spots, which looked very weird.
"She has been imprisoned for a long time, and I was very... bad to her." Xia Yucheng turned to look at Feng Hao, "How do you recognize that I am so similar to her?"
"My heart recognizes you," Feng Hao said softly, "Anyone may recognize you wrongly, but I will not."
"Yeah! I believe you!" Xia Yucheng seemed to be half-believing it, but she was still very sure that she was going to leave here anyway. At least, Feng Hao could give her an identity.
"You are serious!" Feng Hao nodded vigorously.
James stood at the end of the bed and looked at the woman lying on the bed, and said: "The most detailed appraisal report will be sent tomorrow, and you will know then."
"What report? DNA?" Xia Yucheng asked.
"It's not yours, it's hers, and it was many days ago, before I found you in the desert. It has nothing to do with you, really."
Feng Hao was afraid that she would be unhappy, so he quickly explained, then took her hand and put it to his lips and kissed her gently.
With a sigh, Xia Yucheng's mood became more complicated. Now this woman looked so weak that she didn't feel anything at all.
Thinking that I had tortured this woman so hard, I couldn't help but feel mixed emotions in my heart.
The woman lying on the bed seemed to sense their presence and slowly opened her eyes. When she saw Xia Yucheng dressed in black, she was shocked.
Her eyes were filled with fear, and her body suddenly shrank into a ball, muttering in Chinese: "Kill her, kill her..."
As she said this, she cast her eyes on Feng Hao, who was standing next to Xia Yucheng. She didn't know where she got the strength to sit up and pounce on him.
Feng Hao quickly dodged his body and caught her with his arms.
"Hao..." The woman wanted to break through the barrier of his arms and get closer to him, but she was no match for Feng Hao's power, "Hao... Hao... I am Xia Yucheng, she is a bad woman..."
Tears flowed from her eyes. She looked pitifully at the indifferent Feng Hao and continued to tremble and beg: "Hug me, I'm so scared... Hao, Hao..."
Xia Yucheng's eyes became colder and colder, because she couldn't understand what this woman said at all. But she knew that it was Chinese, a language that Feng Hao sometimes spoke.
"You are not Xia Yucheng!" Feng Hao pushed the woman away and she fell on the pillow.
"It's you...it's you who did the good thing...it must be you..." The woman pointed at Xia Yucheng with her thin fingers, "I am Xia Yucheng, you are not, you are a devil's woman, you are a bad woman
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She roared at the top of her lungs, and the light that shot out of her eyes turned out to be ferocious and extremely angry. Parker's shadow appeared in her mind, and Parker's voice echoed in her ears.
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"You are Xia Yucheng, and Feng Hao is your husband. You two love each other very much. Only he can give you happiness, let you return to heaven, and capture him."
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Yes, she must catch Feng Hao and this man. She is going to heaven. She must not go back to that dark and damp basement again.