"Miss, what you just said was so good!" Bodyguards followed her and escorted her to the underground parking lot. In the morning, Meng Qingdong was speechless when asked by reporters, and he looked willing to admit his guilt. But Lu Xifei is one enemy and does not have the slightest advantage, and every sentence is reasonable, which can be regarded as a city for the group.

Luci snorted and didn't say much. She has been clever since she was a child, as long as she wants, there is no battle of words that she can't win. To outsiders, what she said was reasonable, but only she knew that she had clearly used sophistry to win. The drug was exposed to adulteration, which is already a fact and the biggest evidence, but she then used kindness as a lever to ridicule the reporters, which inspired their shame and weakened their ability to capture evidence.

As for the public welfare. If you think about it carefully, this is also the reason why Lu Xifei once deeply admired Lu Song, there are not many people who can insist on doing public welfare for a long time, especially a large enterprise like Lu's, where 8% of the total profit is enough for hundreds of people to live for a lifetime. But after experiencing Zhu Yunhuan's incident, he learned that Lu Song was only to atone for his sins, and this public welfare seemed not so pure.

Qiao Yixia also saw the news on TV, and she was very anxious, seeing Lu Xifei coming back, she didn't know what to say for a while, the words of comfort were too false, more like pitiful.

Qiao's family.

Qiao Yihai wore reading glasses, looked at the headlines of today's weekly magazine with satisfaction, and smiled.

"Old Qiao, hey, I think this time the Meng clan is really powerless, this matter is not something that can be forgotten in a few weeks and months......"

"What? Isn't it a good thing that Meng Shi is unable to return to the sky. What are you doing with a sad face. ”

"Hey." Qiao's mother sighed, "I'm afraid that if Yi Xia knows the truth, I can't stand it, seeing that the relationship between that child and the granddaughter of the Lu family is so good, you said that if she knew, ......"

Qiao Yihai waved his hand irritably: "The kindness of a woman." If you don't say this, I don't say it, how can she know about it? Besides, even if she really knew, what could she do, it was already a boat, and she couldn't change it at all. Or do you think I should give up Joe's chance to go further internationally for a ridiculous relationship? ”

Qiao's mother shook her head: "I didn't mean that. I just think, Old Joe, are you, or is there no way to forgive Yi Xia? ”

Qiao Yihai didn't speak, got up and hugged her shoulder, and sighed: "Why did you say this suddenly?" ”

Qiao's mother's eyes were red, and the two of them sat on the sofa: "Actually, I was also ...... at the beginning When I saw her, I remembered Xiaohui, but what could I do? It's a fact that Xiaohui can't come back, and it's also a fact that we only have her left. Although she is not our biological daughter, I don't want to lose her, old Joe, do you understand? ”

"Yes...... Qiao Yihai took off his reading glasses, rubbed his eyes, and smiled bitterly, "I can't come back." ”

The blue sea and blue sky outside the window, the heart inside the window is like rust.

When Helan Qiubai came, Lu Xifei had already fallen asleep on the sofa, covered with a thin blanket, Qiao Yixia had already turned off the air conditioner, for fear that she would catch a cold, just sat on the side, fanned her with a fan, cooled her down, and let her sleep as comfortably as possible. On this day, Helan Qiubai was very strange, wearing a thick scarf in the middle of summer, tied with a high ponytail, and tears in the corners of her eyes.

She took the place of Qiao Yixia and sat next to Luci, gently stroking her hair and pulling her back from her sleep.

"Brother."

"Firmament."

She quickly lifted the thin blanket on her body, stared at her deeply, and then hugged her tightly, Helan Qiubai stroked her hair and said, "Miss me." Then he patted her back and looked at Qiao Yixia.

"Xia, you go out first."

Qiao Yixia was reluctant to leave, looking at Lu Xifei's appearance, she was afraid that she was hysterical again, if she left by herself, maybe Helan Qiubai would do something to her. It wasn't until Luci asked her to leave for the second time that she nodded. It's just that she didn't really leave, but stood outside the door.

The room was quiet, but the windows were open, and the wind blew in with the whistling sound of brushes, mixed with the sound of Luxi Fei's rapid breathing, which disturbed Helan Qiubai's thoughts.

"I thought you wouldn't pay attention to me." On that day, he knocked over the pastries she had brought, and she still remembered them vividly.

"Why do you think so?" She looked at her and clenched her fists.

"Because you hate me."

Helan Qiubai resisted the urge to cry, stretched out her hand, and scratched her nose: "Didn't I come to see you?" ”

Luci didn't speak, looking down at her legs. Helan Qiubai took a deep breath and said calmly: "Cangcang, if time can be reversed, I will still rush in to save you desperately." What about you, did you regret everything you did ten years ago? She hooked her chin and choked up, "Cangcang, after all these years, I haven't taken the initiative to look for you, have you forgotten my deposit?" ”

"Nope." Lucy shook his head in a panic, "Brother, no, I haven't forgotten, I haven't forgotten you......"

"Cangcang, I want you to know that I don't hate you, and I haven't hated you for a moment. But I'd like you to know more. Her fingers trembled violently, and tears rolled down, "Ten years ago, that explosion killed nine people, and made nine people never see the morning sun again. ”

"Nine?"

"Cangcang, I didn't come to you because, I don't belong to this world for a long time." Helan Qiubai opened her mouth, and tears flowed into her mouth, salty and astringent.

She looked at Lucy's stunned appearance, aggrieved, angry, resentful, and self-blame, she took off her scarf and hair cover, stepped forward and held her shoulders tightly: "Lucy Bloom, open your eyes and take a good look, who am I!" She used all her strength to squeeze her shoulders fiercely, "I, I am the woman I hate, the sister-in-law who killed her husband by you, and the demon you can't avoid!" ”

The wind grew stronger, rolling up the curtains at a ninety-degree angle and blowing down the glass vase on the windowsill where the hyacinths were placed.

Lucy squatted on the ground, and the shadows of ten people appeared in front of him, Tina, Mike, 、......, Silver. Her brother, Lu Shuye.

That day, Jesse had a great laugh. Handcuffed in his hands, he looked at her with a victor's attitude, as if to say to her, look, you lost. All she remembered was that the chamber had been reduced to a puddle of ashes, and that there were still sporadic fires until she was rescued. She broke free of her shackles and threw herself at the pile of ruins.

"You're so amazing, you don't remember anything when you wake up, you even forgot Lu Shuye, the man you keep saying you love the most, the man who died for you, broke his leg? Scold...... For so many years, everyone, including Dad and Du Ling, even the woman with a heart like a femme fatale, Du Ling, is helping to hide it from you, because I am afraid that you will not be able to stand it if you know the truth. But what about you? Helan Qiubai smiled, like the last bloom of a flower that was about to decline, she leaned down, picked up the rice paper on the coffee table, and read the vigorous calligraphy on it, "Married as husband and wife, love is not doubtful...... Yes, you have your hair, you have loved. But what about me? Xifei, you sue me, who should I go to tie my hair with, and who should I love with him......"

Helan Qiubai collapsed to the ground, holding the scarf, tears welling up: "This is a gift you gave him on his birthday, he has always regarded it as a treasure, no matter how many scarves I bought him, he only wears you." He loves you so much and loves you. But you gradually immersed in the sweetness and joy of love, and you forgot about him......"

"Shuye, my Shuye......" She finally unloaded all her heart, Helan Qiubai at this moment is a woman with no self-esteem and no pride, an ordinary woman who has lost her husband.

She was telling the world with her own tears, she missed him, she wanted him, she wanted to.

On that day, she cried from noon to afternoon, and from afternoon to sunset. She was no longer the graceful and luxurious young grandmother, she was holding a scarf, her eyes were swollen, and her hair was scattered. When she met Qiao Yixia at the door, she glanced at her finger and the ring on her finger to ward off evil spirits, and laughed dryly, that smile was like a thousand years of wind and frost, vicissitudes, and despair.

She heard everything Helan Qiubai said. She originally thought that if Helan Qiubai did something out of the ordinary, she would go in to stop it, but from beginning to end, she didn't say a word excessively, and she used the most insipid words to vent the longing she had accumulated for ten years. For the first time, she felt that Helan Qiubai was so pitiful.

Qiao Yixia leaned against the door frame and put her ear to the door, and there was no sound in the door. Her Xihua must be sad, she wants to hug her.

Walking on the road, Helan Qiubai suddenly hugged herself tightly, like hugging her closest lover.

A few days ago, she left for a while and went to the countryside, where there was an old mother who was very good at psychics. The old mother was over 70 years old, with missing teeth, gray hair, and even blindness. But when she listened to Helan Qiubai's story, a story of loving and being loved, she still chose to help her resolutely.

Lu Shuye's soul is very stubborn, Helan Qiubai has tried to channel his soul to Lu Xifei many times, but Lu Shuye himself is unwilling, so no matter how deep the Taoist psychic master is, there is no way.

"Let him attach himself to me." Helan Qiubai said.

Let him cling to me, let me feel the traces of his existence one last time. Let me take his place and wake her up.

She sat on the flower bed and put her face on the scarf: "Shuye, if it wasn't for the accident ten years ago, how good it would be, even if in this life, I am only the second person in your heart, I am willing." ”