Only later did she realize that this was telepathy between twins...
...
When the child came back, he was still sleeping. Mo Nanxi carefully explained:
"Don't worry, madam.
Lord Jiu was worried that they were frightened by the whole thing, so he gave them hypnotic drugs, and now they are just sleeping.
There are no side effects, nor any psychological harm, and you will wake up in about eight to ten hours."
Fu Xixi nodded lightly: "Well, you go and help Master Jiu, I will take good care of the child."
"Okay, ma'am." Mo Nanxi left respectfully.
Fu Xixi lay down next to the child, looking at the two pink and jade little faces, and the uneasiness in her heart was still beating.
She planned to check her phone to relieve her mood and watch the news to understand the situation, but she found that the previous news had become less popular and there was no new development.
As a result, she couldn't sleep all night.
I barely fell asleep until six o'clock the next morning.
After an unknown amount of time, the door to the room opened from the outside.
Bo Zhanye walked into the room with his tall figure.
His handsome face was cold and three-dimensional, his breath was heavy, and his whole body exuded a touch of depression.
When I walked to the bed and saw one or two hours, the corners of my lips softened a little.
He lay down next to Fu Xixi and said softly:
"Xiaoxi, from now on we can be together openly and there will be no more danger."
"It's all because of Lan Jiao's help that your sister has become a good person. If you knew, you would be very pleased."
...
At this time, in the cemetery.
A photo of Lan Jiao's beautiful and delicate figure has been placed on the originally cold tombstone, and the ground is filled with beautiful flowers, fruits, and snacks.
Once upon a time, the coffin inside was empty and the outside was cold and cold.
Now, the coffin inside contains Leng Qiuqiu's ashes, but there is a hot atmosphere outside.
It is enough to show that she is well-received and truly forgiven.
A slender and elegant figure finally came to the tombstone.
It was none other than Lanjiao's famous ex-husband Bo Xilang.
He was holding a black umbrella, his face was calm, and his eyes under the gold-rimmed glasses seemed calm, but they were filled with various complex emotions.
"Lan Jiao, it turns out Gillian is you."
"You are actually next to us, but I didn't realize it was you."
He couldn't help but think of the scene when she chased him out and gave him an umbrella when he went to the Presidential Palace...
At that time, she was caring about him.
I also remembered the way she enlightened him and gave him advice in the hospital.
It turns out that she was guiding him based on past experience and didn't want him to go astray.
I even remembered the careful way she warned her about her wounds in the car.
She feels sorry for him and worries about him.
At that time, he felt that she was very familiar, but unfortunately he did not recognize her...
He even remembered her determination to die with Bo Lixiao outside Bo's house. When he rescued her, she was so thin in his arms, but she felt so familiar to the touch.
It turned out that it was all her.
No wonder it gave her a different feeling.
"Sorry, I didn't recognize you."
"Thank you for caring for me. I will not take any wrong path and will sincerely wish Xixi and Uncle Jiu happiness."
"Thank you for waking up and bringing us so many surprises."
"besides......"
Bo Xilang paused for a long time. He stood motionless in front of the cemetery with his slender figure. He was silent for ten minutes before speaking:
"Lan Jiao, I once really loved you."
"You are my first woman and the only woman in my heart."