Xingchen ran over excitedly and picked up Qiao An's cell phone. The screen displayed the owner of the ringtone - Huo Zhou.
Xingchen hesitated for a moment, then answered the phone with a solemn and sad mood.
"Hello." His voice was hoarse and tired.
The other party was obviously sluggish for a moment, and then a voice of surprise came out: "Xiaoran, is it you?"
Xingchen was stunned...
He was familiar with the name Xiaoran. That was Qiao An's ex-husband, but wasn't he already dead? Why could this person still recognize him as Xiaoran?
Xingchen corrected him: "I'm sorry, you recognized the wrong person. I am Xingchen, not Xiaoran."
He spoke a long sentence, revealing his magnetic, low-alcohol and sexy voice. His cadence also revealed his domineering and intimidating power without anger.
Huo Zhou on the other side was even more convinced that he was Xiaoran.
"No, I'm sure you are Xiaoran. Your voice and tone are obviously the same as Xiaoran." Huo Zhou was very excited.
The stars are silent.
Is he Xiaoran?
Or is it just similar to Xiaoran’s voice?
I don't know what I thought of, but Xingchen's fingers suddenly trembled.
If he is Xiaoran, then Qiao An is his wife.
All the doubts in his heart can be explained. For example, why did Qiao An fall in love with him at first sight? Why could the smart and beautiful Qiao An fall in love with him who had nothing?
When Xingchen thought of this, he felt not surprised, but desolate. Because he had lost his wife.
So he tried to accept the second hypothesis. That is, his voice was somewhat similar to Huo Xiaoran, and Qiao An regarded him as Huo Xiaoran's substitute?
"If I were Xiaoran, why didn't Qiao An tell me? I think I just look like him." Xingchen said.
In order to prove that his speculation was correct, Huo Zhou came up with countless ways to verify the identity of Xingchen through the air: "Are you my Xiaoran? Isn't that simple? Tell me if you have lost your memory. And you
Just can’t remember what happened four years ago?”
Xingchen was dumbfounded.
He really can't remember what happened four years ago.
"Also, are you very good-looking? You are 188cm tall, with phoenix eyes and a high nose bridge?"
Xingchen swallowed.
"Also, if you recall carefully the first time Qiao An met you, was she particularly attentive to you?"
Xingchen suddenly remembered that when he "first met" Qiao An, she seemed to want to hug him, but Xing Xiaoya stopped her.
……
Every question asked by Huo Zhou seemed to be answered. This made Xingchen have to question that he was the real Huo Xiaoran.
But he didn't understand, "Why didn't An An tell me?"
On the phone, Huo Zhou said in a very matter-of-fact tone: "Your wife, Qiqiao Linglongxin. She doesn't recognize you, so she definitely doesn't want to force you into trouble, so she chose a roundabout tactic. She must be thinking of getting back together."
Pursue you, make you fall in love with her, and then go home with her willingly."
Xingchen smiled bitterly.
They all understand Qiao An? He is the only one who doesn’t understand her good intentions?
No wonder Qiao An stalked him at first. No matter how much he ignored her, she never gave up on him.
Thanks to her persistence, he gave up his inferiority complex and was willing to stay with Qiao An forever.
But they finally fell in love, but God still cruelly took Qiao An away.
Xingchen was once again hit by the cruel reality and was breathless. "Huo Zhou, Qiao An... something happened to her."
Huo Zhou asked in panic: "What happened to her?"
"She was buried in the flames."
Huo Zhou lost his voice: "Oh my God!"
Huo Xiaoran said sadly: "It was me who failed to protect her."
Huo Zhou has never heard Xiaoran's tone be so decadent and desolate. It can shock Huo Xiaoran to the point where he is weak even when he speaks. You can imagine how sad Huo Xiaoran is feeling.
"Xiaoran, don't do anything stupid. I'll come over right away to resolve this matter."
Huo Xiaoran fell to the ground, looking at the moonlit night sky with sparse stars, his eyes filled with tears again.
He couldn't hear what Huo Zhou said, and it didn't matter anyway.
He just wants to stay with Qiao An, without eating or drinking, until he runs out of life.
Joan's voice and smile were always lingering in his mind, and her stubbornness relied on him, which made him love her to death. When she kissed the ugly scar on his back, he loved her to death. She
When it is said that when you marry a chicken, follow the chicken, and when you marry a dog, follow the dog, he loves her to death.
He put such a beautiful Qiao An into his heart bit by bit, stuffed it into his limbs and bones, and embedded it into his soul. But Qiao An abandoned him cruelly.
"Ah." He looked at the sky and screamed, like a wild beast roaring.
……
Qiao An didn't know how long she slept. When she woke up, she found herself lying in a cave. There was a burning pain in her back, especially her buttocks.
"Ouch." She couldn't help snorting.
Suddenly, a "female ghost" with disheveled hair rushed over, scaring Qiao An's heart.
Under the bright moonlight, she could see the female ghost's face clearly. "Is it you, Chen Jing?"
Chen Jing said anxiously: "Qiao An, you finally woke up."
Qiao An tried to sit up, but there was a terrible pain in her butt. She could only lie down on a piece of tattered and burnt cotton wool.
The burnt smell instantly reminded Qiao An of what happened the past night: last night, she was sleeping when she suddenly heard the fire burning outside and the sound of wood burning. She wanted to get up, but found that
I can't move my body at all.
Realizing that there was something wrong with the bowl of water she just drank, Qiao An was extremely desperate.
Soon the temperature of the bed rose, and just when Qiao An felt that she could only sit and wait for death, Chen Jing climbed in through the window and ran out with her on her back.
"Chen Jing, you saved me? Thank you." Qiao An looked at Chen Jing gratefully.
Chen Jing told Qiao An the ins and outs of the fire: "Qiao An, it was Xing Xiaoya and my husband who set this fire. You and Xingchen secretly came to my house that day. After Xing Xiaoya caught you, she and my husband
Let’s discuss getting rid of you together.”
Qiao An was so frightened that she broke into a cold sweat, "It's absolutely lawless. After I recover from my injuries, I will send them to the police station."
Chen Jing looked at the sky outside, feeling anxious and pacing back and forth with her hands clasped together: "Qiao An, I have to go back. If my husband finds me sneaking out, they will definitely beat me. From now on, I can only give birth to a baby in the middle of the night every day.
You bring food."
Qiao An said: "What are you doing when you go back? He will beat you."
Chen Jing said, "If I don't go back, they will come looking for me. When they find you are still alive, they will definitely find ways to persecute you again."