Wealthy Poison Doctor's Wife

Chapter 311 340: Let's start again (1)

Zhai Xixi turned her head, her eyes were unexpectedly dry, she looked at Han Sile calmly, and asked calmly, "What did Han Zhen look like when he left?"

Han Sile looked back at Zhai Xixi, smiled at the corner of his mouth, his eyes were condensed, "Zhai Xixi, if Han Zhen didn't value you more than his life, I would have killed you."

"At the beginning, in order to save you, he was hit by an arm brace, and he was in a coma for nearly a month. He woke up, but he could only live in a wheelchair for the rest of his life. Do you know what kind of blow it is to a person? He While suffering and losing, he was still thinking about how to drag you down, he said you should get better, but on the other hand, he hoped that you could come and see her every day."

"When he was awake, he looked at the door of the ward all the time. Even if he fell asleep, he would wake up suddenly, and then stared at the door of the ward in surprise and nervousness and said: Is Xixi here? Mom, don't let me She comes in, I don't want her to see me like this."

"But you never appeared at the door of his ward. Even if you appeared occasionally, you passed by with Han Hengyi. How many times has he lost sleep after seeing your shadow? Later, he knew that you had forgotten him. A man with a ruler, said while weeping: "This is not bad."

"I said, Ah Zhen, I'll go find her and tell her the story between you and her, she will think of you, even if she can't remember, I will bring her to see you."

"A Zhen said: Don't go."

"Later, he still lost his life because of you. Everyone said that he died suddenly. I don't believe it. How can a person die suddenly when he has arranged his affairs properly? He clearly knew that he was going to die soon. , the night before he died, he went out, I followed him secretly, and saw him enter the gate of your house. I didn't think much of it, I just thought he wanted to see you, but unexpectedly, the next day I received a notice of his death information."

"So, Zhai Xixi, do you think he will die suddenly?"

"So, Zhai Xixi, his last expression was a smile."

"It's the kind of smile that feels relieved and willing, as if something big has been accomplished."

"Although I don't know what happened, several authoritative forensic doctors have identified that there was no harm on Ah Zhen's body, just a sudden arrest of breathing, which is an accidental death, but I know that his death must have something to do with you, Zhai Xixi , Every day you live in the future, should you have a conscience? Can you still marry Han Hengyi with peace of mind? Can you still live a happy life with peace of mind? "

"Azhen's last wish must be to wish you a good life, but I don't want you to live a good life. I hope you will always live in the remorse and guilt of betraying Azhen."

Han Sile talked a lot incoherently, and Zhai Xixi seemed to be listening carefully, but only she knew that she didn't listen to anything.

She only heard the word 'smile'.

Then I remembered the last words Han Zhen said in that dream: Xi Xi, please be well.

*
When Zhai Xixi came out of Han Zhen's apartment, it was already twelve o'clock at night.

Han Heng followed behind her silently, without saying a word. At this moment, it was useless for him to say anything, all he could do was accompany her.

Zhai Xixi drove to Tianshou Garden, the cemetery was pitch black at this time, and not far away were undulating mountain peaks, shadows and shadows under the reflection of the night.

The person on duty at night was an elderly man. When he saw someone coming, he asked a few questions as a matter of routine, and then put Zhai Xixi inside.

She dresses expensively, drives a expensive car, and looks like a rich lady from a wealthy family, so she shouldn't have any plans for the cemetery.

Zhai Xixi went around seven times and eight times, and finally on a tombstone surrounded by green plants, by the moonlight above his head, he saw the word 'Han Zhen'.

In the black and white photos, his expression is always calm, his lips are straight, without any curvature, his eyes are cold, without any emotion.

The moment Zhai Xixi saw the photo, the tears that had not shed for a long time fell again.

She didn't remember when he was there.

She remembered, but he was no longer there.

The saddest thing in the world is this.

Her hand stroked the cold tombstone inch by inch, across his brows and eyes in the photo, and across the dark golden word 'Han Zhen'.

She sat beside the tombstone, leaning gently on the tombstone, as before, she sat beside Han Zhen, leaning on his shoulder.

Han Hengyi stood not far from Zhai Xixi, watching her cry quietly.

After a long time, Zhai Xixi asked Han Hengyi in a hoarse voice, "How did Han Zhen die?"

Han Heng was silent for a moment, and then explained the matter in detail.

At this time, half a month has passed since the day of Han Zhen's living sacrifice. During this half month, she has been sleeping deeply, and Han Zhen has been buried in the earth for twelve days.

Twelve days, 280 eight hours, 28 minutes, 100 seconds.

What a huge number, what a long time.

Han Hengyi said that at the last moment, Han Zhen kissed her lips very reluctantly.

Zhai Xixi hugged the cold and hard tombstone tightly, and finally cried aloud. The cry spread far and far in the silent night, startled the jackdaws in the back mountain forest, and shocked the gravekeeper on duty. Waking up from a dream.

*
Not far away, Fang Beining and Zhai Moyuan stood under a tall and strong green pine.

"She's still crying." Fang Beining said, "It's exactly the same as in the dream, so desperate."

*
Zhai Xixi didn't sleep, just hugging Han Zhen's tombstone, spending one day and one night after another.

On the night of the fourth day, a downpour made her seriously ill.

As soon as Han Heng sent her to the hospital, he physically cooled her and guarded her in untidy clothes. Zhai Xixi developed a high fever for two days and two nights before gradually getting better.

After waking up, that night, she sneaked away while Han Heng went to the bathroom.

When Han Heng rushed to Tianshou Garden in a hurry, Zhai Xixi was prying Han Zhen's tomb with a "jingle, bang, bang". Han Heng was startled, and quickly stepped forward to hold Zhai Xixi, and said breathlessly: " Xixi, you are crazy, do you know what you are doing?"

Zhai Xixi withdrew her arm forcefully, pushed Han Hengyi away, and continued to pry the tomb without saying a word.

"Xixi! Wake up, even if you dig Han Zhen out, he won't be able to survive. Do you understand that he is dead, and the dead rest in peace, do you understand? Aren't you teaching him that he will not live in peace even if he dies?"

Han Hengyi was really frightened by Zhai Xixi's appearance. Could it be that the high fever has spoiled his brain?

There was a lot of movement here, which attracted the tomb guards.

When the gravekeeper saw someone breaking the tomb, he was startled and shouted: "You guys are breaking the law, do you know? Stop it, if you don't stop, I'm going to call the police!"

Zhai Xixi hit him with a Dao fist, which directly knocked him out.

"Xixi, what are you going to do?" Han Heng looked at Zhai Xixi and knew that things should not be a big deal, and he didn't seem to have burnt out his brain, so he coaxed softly: "Xixi, Han Zhen lives here. Well, why did you suddenly want to dig his grave? Are you looking for something? Maybe what you are looking for is not here at all. "

Zhai Xixi remained silent, and poked the base of the tombstone with something like a black book in her hand. After poking a circle, she pushed the tombstone hard, but the base of the tombstone was loose, but she did not push it away.

She let go of her hand, took a step back, and quickly hit the tombstone with a fist, only to hear a 'bang', and the tombstone suddenly fell backwards. It didn't hit the ground hard, but fell gently.

Di Xixi's forehead was dripping with sweat.

The tombstone fell down, and the base was tilted up, revealing the dark golden nanmu urn, lying there quietly, with a layer of white cold light under the moonlight, just like Han Zhen's eyes.

Zhai Xixi walked over slowly, leaned over, picked up the urn and hugged it into his arms, bowed his head and kissed it, and said in a discussing tone, "Han Zhen, let's start again, shall we?"

　Third watch, 10:30

　　
　
(End of this chapter)