Chen Juan disappeared. No one knows where he went. The construction company and all its assets vanished with him.
On the third day, Xin Dayi was released from prison safely. Yan hope treated him to a barbecue. The two brothers had less than 100 yuan between them.
After finishing the barbecue, the so-called playboy vanished without a trace.
Yan hope's tone was very gentle, as gentle as the twenty-five years that Da Yi had known him.
He patted his shoulder and said, "Dayi, I have to go see Aheng. You live well."
Da Yi was suspicious, saying you were afraid of Lu Liu's actions towards A Heng...
Yan hope smiled and said, "I'm not afraid. I want to be with Aheng; I want a home."
He drove his red sports car onto the highway.
At a speed of 180 miles per hour, he released the hand wearing a white shirt.
He smiled, so calmly.
The car soared high and far, like a fiery phoenix.
He wanted to see Aheng, the Aheng who once sang folk songs for him.
How fortunate to be worthy of a hundred years.
In the distance, something was approaching. He closed his eyes, and a smile played on his lips, much like the radiant bloom of a newly opened peach blossom.
Crimson blood splattered on the car window.
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On the third day, the ring that Yan Xi had given her, which Ah Heng had always kept close to her chest and which she had thought she had lost, broke its string.
She gazed at the land they shared, one last time.
Chapter 101
In 1982, in the Chinese capital, Yan hope was born in the summer. At that time, Wen Heng had not yet been born.
In 1984, when Yan hope was one and a half years old, his mother, Wen, teased him, "Little hope, you'll soon have a little brother, are you happy?" Yan hope carefully touched his mother's belly with his little hand and said, "Sister, sister."
In 1987, when Yan hope was six years old, he owned a toy airplane simulator, which was worth 30,000 yuan at the time. Four-year-old Wen Heng was squatting by the stream in Wushui Town, curiously poking at a dying caterpillar with a small stick, when he was pushed to the ground by a group of naughty children who clapped their hands and cursed him as a "wild child".
In 1989, Yan Xi met Lu Liu for the first time at a banquet. Lu Liu asked him what he wanted to be when he grew up. He thought for a moment and said seriously, "My grandfather wants me to go to a very, very far place to marry my bride." Lin Ruomei, who was standing nearby, glanced at Old Man Yan, picked him up, and gently patted his little head. "Little Xi is so cute. How about being my godson?" she said. Yan Xi's face turned red, and his eyes sparkled. At that time, Aheng was preparing medicine for her younger brother for the first time, and her little hands were covered in blisters.
In 1997, when Yan hope was desperately crawling out of the flames with tears in his eyes, he suddenly remembered his bride whom he had long forgotten over the years. If only there were such a person waiting for him. At that time, Aheng got first place in the math Olympiad, but she still drooled when she saw the braised pork in her younger brother's bowl. If only she could have meat for every meal.
In 1998, Yan hope was learning to play the violin. Wen Siwan was mocking him downstairs. He threw a basin of water and vaguely saw a blurry figure beside him. That was when Aheng first met Yan hope.
In 1999, Yan hope brought Wen Heng back to Wushui, the place where he had made a childhood promise long ago to come and marry his bride. His little bride sat obediently beside him, eating white sugar cake. For the first time, looking at her, a warm smile appeared on his lips. Wen Heng and Yan Xi became familiar with each other, and her grandfather arranged for her to stay with him before leaving the country with peace of mind. And for the first time, she felt like she was home. There was always someone by her side. Always.
In 2000, Yan hope arrived in Vienna. Lin Ruomei asked him if he cared a lot about Wen Heng. He said Wen Heng was nothing. However, she took out a photo album and said, "So, it's okay for me to send these to Wen Heng, right?" Aheng waited at home for a long time, but what she got was a crazy Yan Xi holding a house number.
In 2001, Yan Xi worked hard for a long time and defeated Pinocchio, and saw his Aheng again. The first time he saw her, his heart beat half a beat faster than usual, thumping loudly, starting in C and falling in A, a strange and incongruous sound; Wen Heng caught a cold and thought she was hallucinating. Wen Heng, oh Wen Heng, how much do you love him?
In the summer of 2001, Lu Liu appeared, wanting to take him to the United States for a thorough medical checkup. He thought he might also tell his grandfather to choose an auspicious day to marry Aheng. When news of Uncle Wen's death arrived, he flew back to China and hid in a corner. Aheng was clutching someone else's father's coffin, her hands covered in blood. He followed behind her, but she didn't turn around to see his embrace; that was when Aheng first met Gu Feibai.
In 2003, he worked as DJ YAN for a long time, and every time he would say, "I am Yan Xi, Yan as in Yan Xi, Xi as in Yan Xi, please... don't forget." She was stuck in the elevator, crying and saying, "Yan hope, I miss you."
In the summer of 2003, Yan hope's hearing deteriorated further. He thought he would soon be unable to hear A Heng's voice again, so he quit his job at the radio station to stay by her side. He told her, "What do you want? What else do you want? Tell me." That year, Wen Heng said, "I like you, Yan hope."
In 2004, Yan hope's hearing had weakened to the point that he could no longer hear A Heng's calls. She loved to call out to Yan Xi in a soft, sweet voice, her voice firm, reserved, and full of love. His heart suddenly ached, and he said, "A Heng, let's break up." That year, A Heng received the love of her family, the love of her friends, and everything else—things she never dared to dream of—but she lost Yan hope.
In 2006, they reconciled, but faced opposition from everyone. They told him, "Yanxi, you're deaf." Aheng said, "Let's go to France together, I'll wait for you." But he couldn't bear the constant threats from Lu Liu because of Aheng, so he let go of her wings and committed suicide in his car. Aheng didn't wait for Yanxi; she went to France.
In 2007, he survived but was imprisoned by Lu Liu, with only a television for company and no other news from the outside world. That same year, Aheng became a doctor at a renowned research institute in France, doing what he wanted to do, witnessing death several times, and gradually becoming indifferent to emotions.
On May 15th, 2008, he was watching TV, his beard unshaven, eating instant noodles, when suddenly tears streamed down his face. He found an opportunity, sneaked out, picked up the phone, and said, "Grandpa, I was wrong." That year, Yun Zai, by chance, received a letter from afar, from Wen Heng.
In 2009, Yan hope learned to do things he didn't like, winning over the Yan faction and using his subordinates to eliminate the Zhang family.
In 2010, Yan hope began collecting evidence.
In 2013, when Yan hope was thirty-one, he married Chu Yun, following his grandfather's wishes to continue the family line. Yun arrived with a smile and said that Wen Heng was currently leading a medical team in Africa and did not have time to come, so she only brought out a handwritten note from Wen Heng that read "May you have a long and happy marriage."
In 2015, Yan hope defeated the Lu family. In prison, Lu Liu asked him, "Yan hope, where is your heart? Why can't I see it?"
In 2016, Chu Yun gave birth to her first child. Yun Zai, who was already married, attended the celebration with his new wife. The bride said that her sister was doing medical research in Europe and couldn't come. They also presented her with a calligraphy scroll that read, "May you have both a son and a daughter."
In 2036, Yan hope was carefully educating his children when a reporter interviewed him and asked, "Who is the person you love most in your life?" He looked at his wife, who was busy in the kitchen, and smiled slightly.
In 2040, his wife passed away, and Yan hope's health deteriorated. He laid down his burdens, left his children, and traveled all over the country, seeing things he hadn't seen for many years.
In 2042, when he was sixty years old, he returned to the house he had lived in forty years ago. He hadn't been back for many years, but had always had it maintained in its original state. He went up to the second floor, into a room, and saw a book—his high school Chinese textbook—with the inscription "The Record of Xiangji Pavilion." He smiled, almost able to hear that soft, sweet voice: "In the courtyard stands a loquat tree, planted by my wife in the year she died; now it stands tall and spreading like a canopy." He looked up, gazing out the window, his vision blurring, and it seemed as if a gentle figure was busy with something in the flowerbed.
In 2043, before Yan hope passed away, Yun Zai came. He was barely breathing and said, "When I die, let me be buried with her, okay?" Tears welled in Yun Zai's eyes. "How did you know?" she asked. He thought for a moment, "It's been a long time, hasn't it? From 2008 until now. I saw it on TV. During the earthquake, she was with the French medical team, the last one, wasn't she? She was trapped under rocks while trying to save a child and never made it out." Yun Zai nodded, weeping bitterly. "She wrote me a letter. She was afraid something might happen to her, so she prepared everything and asked me to keep it from you."
Yan hope lowered his hand and said, "I know."
From 1998 to 2008, this was a decade.
The End
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Were you scammed? Were you scammed? Were you all scammed?
I want to say, today is April Fool's Day, cough.
All of the above are April Fool's Day gifts. There will be a second update today, but the time is uncertain. For now, let's look at the tragic version, haha.
Chapter 102
When we love heroes, we inevitably love the beauties behind them.
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This world is always rich with topics about men. From Yu the Great, who refused to enter his home even after three visits, to Fang Xiaoru, whose entire clan was exterminated; from Bao Zheng, who ruthlessly killed his nephew, to Sun Yat-sen, who led the nation to a republic, from unofficial history to official history, from strange tales to true stories, men always have the ability to portray themselves as tragic figures. Perhaps we can call it a hero complex, just like women's love for beautiful clothes and full sets of SK-II.
This is something every man needs.
For example, Lu Liu, the young master who loves the plots of low-budget TV dramas, so you might ask, is it really necessary to make such a fuss? Miss Wen set a three-day deadline before he finally started causing trouble. A few days earlier or later wouldn't have worked. He's always disrupting things at crucial moments. Do you think you could get a few grown men to capture Yan Xi? With his small frame, could he even escape? And why drag Xin Dayi into it? His grandfather is already dead, what did he ever do to deserve this? This is just bad luck.
For example, Yan hope, the young master Yan who loves tragic romance novels, seizes every opportunity to show off how much he can sacrifice. His body is so strong that it can make kids play at the level of Chinese football. He can go deaf on cue, and he'll commit suicide if he sees a car. You could say you can kill yourself, but what's the point of him being wrapped up like a mummy and swaying around in the hospital with a cane? It's obvious that the torture wasn't done properly, leaving the author embarrassed.
Xin Dayi supported him, trembling, and said, "Yan hope, why are you so foolish? If you turn around, Aheng will hate me to death again."
Yan hope struggled to walk, afraid to speak. During her surgery, she suddenly didn't want to die anymore and bit her tongue too hard, resulting in a cracked palate.
The caregiver was licking an ice pop nearby. "What are you dawdling about? I'm talking to you. Don't you want to get better? You're the one with the comminuted fracture of your thigh bone."
Yan hope = =. Turning her head, she saw two girls behind her who had undergone pigeon-toed correction surgery; she heard they were both non-mainstream.
Xin Dayi helped him up, saying, "My beauty, hold on, let's take a few more steps."
Yan hope spoke slowly and deliberately, "You didn't tell anyone about this, did you?"
Xin Dayi was convulsing. I was too ashamed to tell her that you had attempted suicide. I told Siwan and the others that Aheng had left, that you were in a bad mood, and that you had gone on a trip. However, I doubt I could hide it from Lu Liu.
At that time, when 120 called Yan hope's phone number, the last call was to Da Yi, so they dialed him. Da Yi felt that he was the only one who knew about Yan hope's car accident.
Yan Xi patted Xin Dayi's head and continued practicing walking.
It has been almost three months since Ah Heng left, and it is now midsummer.
Yan hope took out a pen and wrote, "Where did you get the money?"
Xin Dayi looked around warily, then wrote, "I don't know, but in the past two days, tens of millions have appeared in my account, the same amount Chen Juan took."
Yan hope was stunned. Looking at the clear water in the pond, he felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure it out for a moment.
Lu Liu arrived the next day.
He saw Yan hope and laughed. His behavior was more like that of an Egyptian pharaoh than any other.
He said, "I'm really surprised you would use such a method. This is making me very distressed; I don't know what to do with you next."
Yan hope couldn't speak and was too lazy to speak, so he wrote two words: "Whatever."