Ye Wuchen and Hua Zhentian drove towards Hua's house by car, if not, the whole street would be blocked by crowds of onlookers.
In the car, Hua Zhentian glanced at the wooden wheelchair Ye Wuchen refused to leave, and couldn't help asking: "Boy, how did you survive? You really chopped Feng Chaoyang with your own hands back then. gone?"
Back then, rumors spread all over the mainland, and countless people saw it with their own eyes. Looking back now, he still can't believe it. No matter how Hua Zhentian can be counted as the first half of the people who understand Ye Wuchen, it is too hard to believe.
"It's good if you can come back. As for how you come back, it doesn't really matter." Ye Wuchen replied casually, then looked up with a melancholy expression on his face: "I did kill Feng Chaoyang, he is really dead. , but I came back to life. Since the sky will not stop me, then I will let the sky change accordingly."
change of weather!
That plain voice made Hua Zhentian's heart skip a beat.
Same as Ye Wei's feeling, Ye Wuchen's feeling to him is very different from three years ago, his body is weak now, but faintly, there is an aura that makes him feel terrified . Seeing that he didn't seem to want to explain anything to himself, the vague reminder just now was his limit, Hua Zhentian held back from asking, and instead said viciously: "No matter what you do, the most important thing is The best thing is to keep your life. When you died back then, you know how many people you have harmed. Remember what I said back then! If you can’t stand the torment now, I really want to tear your bones apart Already!"
"I understand." Ye Wuchen nodded with a smile: "Don't worry, no one can take my life in the future."
The voice was still flat, but there was a huge confidence released from the bottom of my heart hidden in the flatness. Hua Zhentian was even more puzzled and terrified. What happened to him during these three years? Was it the wandering between life and death that made him realize something
Ye Wuchen didn't let Ningxue and Tongxin follow, but asked them to accompany Ye Shuiyao, got off the carriage, Hua Zhentian pushed the wheelchair into the gate with one hand. Naturally, his technique couldn't be as careful and gentle as Ningxue Tongxin, shaking Ye Wuchen in the wheelchair almost to pieces. As soon as they entered Hua's house, everyone's gazes focused on Ye Wuchen, their eyes widened surprisingly big, and their mouths opened even wider, but because Hua Zhentian was by his side, these servants dared not Shout out.
Hua Zhentian kept pushing Ye Wuchen to the door of Hua Shuirou's room, knocked on the door, called "Good girl", then pushed the door open, pushed Ye Wuchen in, and then quickly closed the door , I walked away on tiptoe, walked more than ten meters away, and then let out a long sigh of relief, looked up to the sky and murmured softly: "That's great... Damn my child, have you seen that God sent our daughter's happiness back again?" it's..."
Hua Shuirou is nineteen years old this year, she is no longer the childish and shy girl she was back then, her loose soft hair has been tied up and tucked behind her head, even her casual attire no longer looks like a waiting girl. She is an unmarried girl, but like a young woman at home, but the softness buried deep in her bones has not changed, and even her figure is still so slender and petite.
At this time, she was embroidering her favorite pattern on a thick coat that had already been made. She was skilled in technique and focused in her eyes. There was a hint of worry in her eyes, but also a hint of sentimental joy. Hearing the sound, she raised her head, and immediately met Ye Wuchen's eyes full of guilt and pity, she was stunned, the knitting fell from her hands, and then slipped from her legs.
She was insane, stupid, her mind became blank, and only the figure of Ye Wuchen in front of her was left in her sight, and after that, even his figure became foggy, her vision began to blur, and became more and more blurred. It becomes more and more blurred until the world in front of me has no more colors.
In front of the huge shock, she just passed out.
When she woke up, she was nestling in someone's arms, and there was the smell of the man she had been dreaming of in her nose. She raised her head, looked into his eyes, stretched out her hand again, and touched his chest face, and said softly: "Am I dreaming... Even if it is a dream, every time I can see my husband in my dream, it will be the happiest time for me, but I really hope that this dream will not wake up, There will be no end…”
Ye Wuchen put his hand on her face, feeling pity and pain in his heart, and said softly: "Of course it's not a dream, it's because I didn't want to part with my little Rourou, and she came back secretly. It's just that I came back too late , I have caused you too much grievance, there is no sound, no feeling, and no smell in the dream, you must be able to hear me, touch my body, and smell my breath, right?"
In Hua Shuirou's room, there was a loud cry like a landslide. Her cry was too loud and sad, and it spread far, far away. Most of the people in Hua's courtyard could hear it clearly. , followed by pain and soreness in my heart. This young lady, who is usually extremely soft, has accumulated so much sorrow and tears to release such a heart-piercing cry. Hua Zhentian felt pain and comfort in her heart, even when she got the sad news of Ye Wuchen's death, she didn't cry so terribly. He hammered his chest, glared at all the people who stayed there, and shouted: "What are you doing in a daze, you all work for me! Xiaosan, go and call the old eighth, and let him go to Curry to get it!" A hundred thunderstorms come out, let me see who the hell dares to harm my son-in-law again!"
After shouting, he hurried towards the inner courtyard, because he really couldn't bear to listen to his daughter's crying.
"Okay, don't cry, do you want to cry your husband's heart to pieces?" Ye Wuchen stroked her face lightly, stained with water. He looked at the hand that seemed to have been soaked in the water just now, and said with a smile: "My little Rourou loves to cry so much, it must be made of water."
Hua Shuirou kept crying, she had too much sadness and heartache to release, she couldn't even talk to Ye Wuchen while crying. It wasn't until she held him in his arms for a long time, cried for a long time, was tired from crying, and released too many tears, that her crying gradually became quieter, but there was still a child-like whimper from time to time, The slender shoulders also kept shrugging.
His eyes were red from crying, his face was stained with tears, even his clothes were heavily wetted by tears, even his strength seemed to be vented with the tears, his body was limp and he just wanted to lean on him and never get up again .
"The person who made you cry is the biggest villain in the world." Ye Wuchen endured the pain in his heart, and wiped away the tears on her face with his sleeve, and quickly moistened the entire sleeve. wet.
"It's not..." She sobbed, and defended him in a low voice: "He is the best person in the world."
"If he is a good person, how can he make you cry?"
"Because he's back, I'm so happy, so happy..." She pressed her body close to him, and although there was no sound of crying, tears still kept falling from the corners of her eyes: "Great, really It's so good, it's like dreaming, I thought I would never see you again in this life."
"How could it be, I haven't married my little Rourou yet, so how could I be willing to die." Ye Wuchen said softly. He was extremely thankful that he had miraculously recovered his life in the situation where there was no life left. Otherwise, the life of this infatuated girl would have been ruined by him, and she would have been lonely and helpless for the rest of her life.
That really is a colossal sin.
"Husband..."
"Ok!"
"Husband..."
"Well, I'm here."
"Husband. Husband..."
"Well, I will never leave you again, I will make you the happiest wife in the world..."
"Well... Husband, I really want to call you that every day."
"It's been three years, and my little Rourou has grown up, but she still loves to cry like a child."
"I... Only my husband will make me cry." Hua Shuirou twisted her body and whispered.
"So, your husband is the biggest villain in the world."
"would not… "
Ye Wuchen smiled lightly, and his eyes fell on her incense bed. Next to her pillow, there was a cloth doll as tall as half a person lying impressively. From his angle, he could clearly see the cloth doll. There are five beautiful small characters embroidered on the body: "Deceased Husband Ye Wuchen".
Ye Wuchen's heart felt sour again, perhaps, this villain just became her comforting sustenance when she was sad.
Hua Shuirou just looked up, she subconsciously followed his dazed gaze, and suddenly saw the doll she embroidered back then, and would sleep with it every day, her face turned red, and then thought of What, she became a little flustered again, she got up quickly, hid the big doll under the quilt, blushed, and said nervously: "I... I'm so stupid, my husband is obviously fine, but I... I but… "
She couldn't help but panic, the word "dead husband" now seems to be a kind of disrespect to her husband.
After she finished speaking, she ran to the opposite side of Xiangta in a panic, picked up a wooden sign that was on the table and put it in the drawer. Although her movements were fast, Ye Wuchen still saw that it said "the position of the late husband Ye Wuchen".
She even put her tablet in her bedroom.
Her subconscious actions can always bring him the touch of heart again and again. In order to refuse the marriage, she did not hesitate to ask her father to swear to the emperor on her behalf that she would be the Ye family forever in this life and would never marry anyone else again. Derived from her stubbornness.
"Xiao Rourou, don't throw them away, okay?"
"But, they... I..."
"You can't throw it away," Ye Wuchen shook his head lightly, "Because they are my little Rourou's proof that I love me and miss me, I am not willing to give up. Can you keep it? I want to see them often, so that they can last forever Remember Xiaorourou's love for me."
Hua Shuirou stayed for a while, then nodded vigorously and smiled happily. The smiling face covered with tears is as beautiful as pear blossoms after rain.