Additional Inheritance

Chapter 99

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There was three seconds of silence on the other end of the phone, and Wen Xiaohui's heart almost stopped beating.

Cao Hai said slowly: "It's been so long, you still want to open it."

Wen Xiaohui gritted his teeth and said, "Did you fucking answer my question?"

"Luo Yi hopes that you will live a good life, live happily and happily, and preferably have a new love, a new life, a new..."

"Fart! Have you forgotten what I said at my house that day? You don't know Luo Yi at all. Before leaving, you asked me if I knew what Luo Yi really wanted. You come and answer me, Luo Yi What do you really want?"

"...he wants you to live well."

Wen Xiaohui pressed him: "Even if there is no him in this life?"

"I'm only responsible for the transfer of his estate. As for his thoughts, it's not up to me..."

"Cao Hai!" Wen Xiaohui's voice choked up instantly: "Answer me directly, is Luo Yi still alive?" If that person is really Luo Yi...is he injured

"...No." Cao Hai said in a word.

Wen Xiaohui pressed his back against the wall to prevent his body from falling. Even though he knew that he would get such an answer, he still held a little expectation in his heart, and this expectation pierced his tormented heart like a knife. He felt that he was in more danger than he was three months ago, because he accepted that Luo Yi was no longer there, but now he kept grasping at the slightest possibility and repeatedly forced himself. Can't believe it, how long will he lie to himself? One year, ten years, a lifetime? Is he going to live forever in this hopeless hope, consuming every ounce of energy in his life? Such a life, just thinking about it already made him tired and wanted to stop.

He no longer knew what to do.

Cao Hai didn't know when he hung up the phone, and Wen Xiaohui's mind went blank when he heard the busy tone from the receiver. He can't go on like this, if he can't be sure that Luo Yi is dead, and can't prove that he is alive, then how should he deal with himself? He can really go crazy.

Assuming that Luo Yi is still alive, assuming that the person who sent him to the medical station is Luo Yi, it is definitely not a coincidence. Luo Yi must be following him. According to Luo Yi's temperament, he will know all his whereabouts and even monitor his phone number . He had to find a way to lure Luo Yi out, a way that as long as Luo Yi was still alive, he would definitely show up...

As soon as Wen Xiaohui came home, Feng Yuehua complained, "If you don't tell me when you go out, do you know that mom will be worried?"

"I'll just go out for a stroll, it's fine." Wen Xiaohui sat down to eat absent-mindedly.

"Ian will return to China tomorrow. He was too busy a while ago, so he should have come to see you."

"It's okay, he's really busy." Wen Xiaohui said, "Mom, I'm much better now, when Ian comes back, you can go and accompany him."

"No, I want to accompany you." Feng Yuehua said without hesitation.

Wen Xiaohui smiled: "Let's have dinner together tomorrow. After dinner, you can accompany him back to tidy up the house. No one lives there for half a year."

Feng Yuehua nodded: "I really have to clean up."

"I'll rent a car tomorrow and help you move things."

"Is it worth renting a car?"

"Mom, my sports car can't hold much. For the things you bought recently, you have to pack at least two or three large boxes."

"Oh, all right."

Early the next morning, Wen Xiaohui went to the car dealership to rent a sturdy and durable Paladin. He checked the seat belts and airbags, the body and windows. Although the car was a bit old, it was in good condition.

In the afternoon, he and his mother moved all the things to be packed to the car, and then went to have dinner with ian.

I haven't seen him in a few years. Ian, who is over 50 years old, looks more energetic than before. His conversation is funny and cheerful. His career in the United States is developing very well, and he is expected to join the board of directors. Wen Xiaohui is very happy for him and for his mother Happy.

During the dinner, everyone tacitly did not mention Luo Yi, and Ian kept talking about anecdotes around him. Every time he finished a paragraph, he eagerly looked forward to Wen Xiaohui's reaction. If Wen Xiaohui smiled, he would show a relieved expression. , that caring and sometimes innocent innocence is what Wen Xiaohui appreciates the most.

They chatted for a long time. When they came out of the restaurant, it was past nine o'clock. Wen Xiaohui drove them back home, carried their luggage upstairs, and drank a cup of tea to rest. When they came out of the apartment, it was already It's almost morning.

Wen Xiaohui sat in the car he had just rented, gently stroking the steering wheel, with a confused expression on his face.

Do you really want to do this? Would it be too stupid? In case that person is not Luo Yi, in case Luo Yi has really...

However, if he doesn't verify it himself, he will never be free. He can't live in a world where he doesn't even know whether Luo Yi is dead or alive.

Wen Xiaohui started the car and drove directly to the suburbs. At this time, the main road was clear, and the farther you drove to the outer ring road, the rarer people and cars were. Wen Xiaohui drove faster and faster along this dark road. Gradually, he found a car following him from the fourth ring road. After following the sixth ring road, he tentatively took some side roads, but the car kept following him not too far or too close.

An overpass in front of him was under construction, and the road was uneven. Wen Xiaohui turned over, took the prepared helmet from the co-pilot, and put it on his head. There was a low-lying roadbed ahead, and the gap between the road and the concrete road was at least 20 centimeters. Wen Xiaohui slowed down the speed and drove over on purpose. The left front wheel just sank, and the body was tilted. He bit his lip and slammed to the left. Turning the direction, the whole car rolled over as expected!

The car body touched the ground, and the whole world rotated. The airbag on the left side popped out. Wen Xiaohui felt his head was hit by a hammer. Fortunately, he was blocked by a safety helmet. He almost overturned the car when it was about to stop, and he was not seriously injured, and he quickly regained consciousness.

He took off his helmet and wanted to untie the seat belt, but the shrunken airbag stuck in front of him, and he couldn't find the seat belt buckle after fumbling for a long time.

At this time, the sound of running footsteps came from outside the car, and there was more than one person.

Wen Xiaohui froze. Although the light was dim and he couldn't see the face clearly from the rearview mirror, the figure and running posture were so familiar... He had the illusion of a sudden cardiac arrest.

Someone climbed up the door on the right side, desperately trying to open the door. After several attempts to no avail, he began to kick frantically. One after another, the whole car trembled. Wen Xiaohui couldn't move. He tried his best to fumble for the console , I pressed all the buttons I could touch, and with a bang, the door was unlocked, and the next second, the door was slammed open!

Wen Xiaohui's heart was about to jump out of his throat, he shivered and pushed aside the airbag that was wrapped around his body like cotton, and then met a pair of eyes in his memory.

Deep, beautiful eyes that seem to suck people in.

Luo Yi...

Luo Yi!

Wen Xiaohui looked at the person in front of him, and in an instant, all his senses were deprived. He just looked at him like that, not daring to move, for fear that this was a dream and he couldn't bear the slightest disturbance.

Luo Yi was also looking at him, the pain in his eyes was so intense that it couldn't be healed.

Luo Yi tremblingly stretched out his hand towards him: "Brother Xiaohui..."

Wen Xiaohui's tears had crawled all over his face at some point, he opened his mouth, but let out a cry that didn't seem human: "Bastard... Luo... you... beast!"

Luo Yi's eyes were red, he got into the car and touched Wen Xiaohui's seat belt buckle.

Wen Xiaohui seemed to regain his strength in an instant, and he punched hard at the face that he thought he would never see again in this life. It was a punch that exhausted all his strength, hitting Luo Yi's head hard against the windshield.

Luo Yi was beaten into a daze, unable to maintain his balance, and almost fell on Wen Xiaohui's body.

In the narrow, upside-down front seat, Wen Xiaohui greeted Luo Yi with his fists like crazy, each punch was venting his indescribable pain. Luo Yi neither resisted nor said a word, he lowered his head and silently let Wen Xiaohui vent.

The people outside the car yelled to straighten the overturned car, and they had already taken out the tow rope to tie the chassis of the car, but the two of them didn't realize it. For them at this time, the whole world was just that little car.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Luo Yi murmured and apologized, he tried his best to hug Wen Xiaohui, no matter how many times he was opened.

Wen Xiaohui was completely like a lunatic at this moment, he was beating and scolding crazily, any hysterical behavior could not express everything he had experienced in the past three months.

The sound of the motor and the noise of the tires rubbing the ground sounded at the same time, and the car body shook for a while. Luo Yi pressed down his arm and protected him in his arms.

With a bang, the overturned car was pulled back, and the two people in the car hit the roof at the same time, causing the world to spin again.

People outside hurriedly dragged them out of the car.

Wen Xiaohui took in the cold air in one gulp, his brain cleared up a lot. He grabbed Luo Yi by the collar and roared angrily, "You fucking beast! You beast! What the hell are you trying to do! Do you want to play? I am willing to die!"

Sweat broke out on Luo Yi's face, and his expression looked a bit painful. He said hoarsely, "No, I thought you would be better if I wasn't here... I'm sorry..."

"Fart!" Wen Xiaohui pushed him away so hard that he was about to explode.

Someone rushed up, supported Luo Yi, and shouted urgently: "His wound hasn't healed yet, take it easy!" After speaking, he tore off Luo Yi's coat.

Wen Xiaohui widened his eyes and saw that the hospital gown Luo Yi was wearing was soaked in blood, and his brain buzzed, and he couldn't move immediately.

Luo Yi's lips were as white as his face. He frowned and looked at Wen Xiaohui, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't catch his breath. Wen Xiaohui thought about the beating he had just done, and his hands trembled.

Luo Yi wanted to grab him, but couldn't lift his hand, and finally passed out.