Locke looked at the man squatting on the ground with sad and distressed eyes, unable to say anything.
He felt that she was sad as never before, as if she had gone back to the spring when she lost Xiao Jue eleven years ago... She seemed desperate, hopeless, and confused.
He had known a long time ago that He Lianqing was the one who set a trap to seriously injure her and cause her to lose her memory. He also knew that if she knew the truth, she would be very disappointed, sad and even...break up with that man.
So he kept watching, feeling sorry for her but also wanting her back.
But at this moment, when he saw her crying like a child and looking at him with those innocent and helpless eyes, he regretted it again! He regretted why he didn't remind her earlier and regretted why he had put her in such a situation!
"Locke..." She looked at Locke with a choked look, her tears falling down, and she cried silently with her voice that was hoarse from crying: "I'm lost...I don't know how to get home...I don't know either,
Where is my home?"
Locke slowly squatted down next to her, holding an umbrella to shield her from the wind, frost, rain and dew above her head. He reached out and gently wiped away the warm tears on her face: "Ajiu, where were you before?
My home is right there. Now, give me your hand and I'll take you home, okay?"
She looked at him with misty tears, could she still have a home?
"Ajiu, don't be afraid. Anna, Xiaojue, I and you, we will always be family. No matter how big, absurd, or lonely the world is, as long as we are together, we will have our home. Come on, Ajiu
, I'll take you home." The blond man gently put on her shoes, took off his coat and put it on hers, then held her hand, then stood up and slowly disappeared into the wind and rain...
In the black car not far away, Ye Feihan, who saw this scene, gently closed the window, turned his face, expressionlessly picked up his cell phone and issued the last order in China: "Kill Shen Weiguo."
Some things will become secrets forever.
*
Ten days later, a small seaside city in Germany.
In a villa facing the sea, a young woman sat by the window and looked at the cherry blossom tree in the courtyard.
The newly born buds are struggling on the branches and have not yet bloomed, but they have already brought the first hint of spring to the garden.
This cherry blossom tree took a lot of effort to plant because it was transplanted from another place, and that place was her first real home in her life - the orphanage.
When the orphanage was to be demolished five years ago, she asked for this cherry blossom tree, and the director generously gave it to her. So she planted the tree in her own private villa, hoping that
It almost came to life, but it was always dying. Until this spring, when she was here, she finally saw it look alive.
"Ajiu." Suddenly, Locke stood behind her and whispered softly.
"Huh?" In the past, she always struggled with those so-called names. She insisted on calling herself another name, and even refused to admit her own name, but now she has sobered up.
Qian Xiaojiu will always be Qian Xiaojiu, and 'Qian Xiaojue' is just like a bubble in the past three years and seven months. It will never come true after all, and it is not something she can have.