Yang Jinxin's face turned pale and trembled violently, the impact was too great, so she couldn't accept it for a while, she obviously watched him fall in a pool of blood, at that time, he obviously had no vital signs, she obviously saw him being dragged away with her own eyes. However, why did he still stand in front of him, still with that gentle smile, such a soft and warm tone, and so deep and gentle calling her name.

"How could you? How so? ”

After a long time, Yang Jinxin found her voice back, she never dreamed that the moment she arrived in a foreign country, the first person she saw was not Bai Ziqi, not the servant left in the United States by the Overseer's Mansion, but him - Huo Donglai, who had already "died"!

The wind of early spring, with the chill that invaded the bones, Huo Donglai, who was dressed in a black and gray coat, looked a lot thinner, and his still handsome face was a little whiter.

However, originally, he was a cheerful and sunny young man, but now, a little unknown sadness has been added to his body. Those obsidian-like pupils were full of unsolvable melancholy, which was a kind of sorrow that made people feel distressed to see.

Huo Donglai was also looking at Yang Jinxin, she was more beautiful than before, and the wind and dust of crossing the ocean could not hide the elegance on her. Ru Waterfall's long hair has been curled to the back of her head, and under the fine bangs, is her small and delicate face with a slight paleness, and her unforgettable black eyes, which have been crying from the moment she saw him. The washed eyes are black and beautiful, and they are moving.

She was a little thinner, but her obviously bulging abdomen was very eye-catching. Yang Jinxin saw that his gaze fell on his stomach, his white face was dyed with a layer of red, his hands pulled the hem of his clothes a little crampedly, and took a thin breath.

When Huo Dong came to see this, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his heart couldn't help beating heavily, and the pain that came from the bottom of his heart swept so familiarly and violently. This monstrous pain made his face almost colorless, and even the color of his bruised lips dimmed.

His breathing suddenly became rapid, but he clutched the handle of his suitcase, and forced himself not to cover his chest. In this way, when she has a child, she has hope, and no matter what happens in the future, she can live strongly.

As long as she's good, nothing is more important!

"Let's go, I'll explain it to you slowly!"

Huo Donglai took a deep breath, trying to make his breathing and heartbeat smoother, and the back that had just been slightly bowed due to pain slowly unfolded again, and smiled warmly at Yang Jinxin, with a hint of begging.

When she first arrived in the United States, she met Huo Donglai, which was something that Yang Jinxin never expected, however, what she didn't expect was that Huo Donglai slowly said it after placing her in a quiet small building.

There were so many things that happened that day that she felt unbelievable, which she will never forget. After reuniting with Huo Donglai, he drove her to a small suburban village with beautiful scenery, where there was a large field of roses, and the roses had not yet bloomed in early spring, but the branches and leaves were growing lushly.

After Huo Donglai said hello to an elderly white couple in the field, he took Yang Jinxin to a small red and white building. This is a typical English building, with pointed roofs, arched doors and windows, a small balcony facing the sun, and a beautiful fireplace in the small living room, quiet and nice.

"This is the home that Si Shao entrusted me to buy you half a year ago."

Huo Donglai carefully helped Yang Jinxin, sat down on the fabric sofa in front of the fireplace, and said that Qin Muyang also had a flat tone, no different from ordinary people.

This series of accidents made Yang Jinxin a little confused, she thought that no matter what news was now, there was nothing more unexpected for her than seeing Huo Donglai again.

And Huo Donglai, slowly lit the firewood in the closet, watched the firelight slowly burn, sat down beside her, and the clear and gentle sound, mixed with the sometimes crackling sound of firewood burning, slowly rippled in the cold air of early spring.

"Si Shao's shot seemed to penetrate my chest, but it didn't hurt me, but it also made me lie in the hospital for a month, but at that time, our family had already boarded a ship bound for the United States. Jinxin thought about going back to you, and thought about writing to you, but Rongyue is pregnant, and I can't help it."

Huo Donglai's voice was full of deep helplessness, as well as a seemingly boundless bitterness, he looked at Yang Jinxin's somewhat stunned face, the gorgeous firelight shone on her fair side face, showing a red glow, such an indifferent look that could not be ignored, pierced his heart. However, he only secretly gasped, bent his body slightly, tried to suppress the uncomfortable pain from his heart, and continued to tell her.

"Half a year ago, Si Shao asked people to find me and asked me to buy you a property in the United States, the house should not be too big, it should be quiet, it should have kind neighbors, you can see the flower fields when you go out during the day, and you can see the stars when you look up at night, there are many, many demands."

Huo Donglai's warm voice kept reverberating in the air in a low voice, Yang Jinxin nestled motionless on the sofa, her eyes were wide open, and she didn't make a sound, but the crystal tears couldn't stop falling, and she heard Huo Donglai's affectionate and helpless voice.

"Although I don't want to say it, I have to admit that he loves you more than me!"

After that day, Yang Jinxin did not have too obvious emotional ups and downs, only stayed at home quietly every day, occasionally went out to chat with the white couple, helped clean up the flower fields, and quickly integrated into the new environment, and most importantly, her belly was getting bigger and bigger, and it was time to give birth.

Huo Dong has been very diligent these days, Yang Jinxin will also chat and laugh with him, and get along like an old friend, she once tentatively asked him about Rongyue and the child, but he quietly changed the topic.

Yang Jinxin didn't deliberately ask Huo Dong to help hide that she was about to give birth, but only vaguely mentioned that Chu Yu was afraid that she was going to give birth. Huo Donglai, who learned the news, felt sorry for her grievances and wanted to contact Qin Muyang, when China had entered the difficult moment of the National War of Resistance, and the Chinese people in the United States had lost contact with China.

At this point, there was no news of Qin Muyang.

In the early summer of the 23rd year of the Republic of China, Yang Jinxin gave birth to a son in a hospital in the United States, named Xiangnan, and the mother and son were safe!

In China in the same year, half of the country had fallen into the hands of the Japanese invaders, intermittently there was news about the battlefield in China, but there was never news about a certain person, the domestic war became more and more tragic, patriotic overseas Chinese in the United States, openly formed patriotic organizations, began to raise military supplies for the domestic war of resistance, and actively ran abroad to call out, standing on the stage of the international community, denouncing Japan's brutal aggression.

Yang Jinxin also invested in the stock market of the first economic explosion in the United States by virtue of the resource advantages of his previous life, and donated most of the money he earned to the National Salvation Association as a family member of the Qin family to support the domestic war of resistance.

Yang Jinxin's name spread in the Chinese circle in the United States, Bai Ziqi finally came to the door, she is also married, her husband is an overseas Chinese who has lived in the United States for many years, and the child of the two will be born soon, despite this, Bai Ziqi is as simple and happy as a child as before.

Life abroad is very peaceful, Xiang Nan is growing up healthy and happy, Huo Donglai has moved next door to Yang Jinxin, but he still lives here alone. One day, Bai Ziqi inadvertently revealed that in fact, he had never married Rong Yue, and their daughter died shortly after birth, and the two have not communicated since. Yang Jinxin listened, and only smiled faintly.

Time slipped by like flowing water, in the spring of the 24th year of the Republic of China, Xiangnan was already a toddler, but the domestic situation became more and more severe, and even foreign funding could no longer be transported back, and the news came less and less, and sometimes, there was no news for several months.

Huo Donglai and Xiang Nan are getting along very well now, when Bai Ziqi came again, he had already hugged the beautiful little girl, the white couple, had passed away together before the arrival of spring, it was Yang Jinxin and Huo Donglai who held a funeral for them, and before they died, the couple entrusted the beautiful rose field to Yang Jinxin.

In the twenty-fifth year of the Republic of China, Huo Donglai extracted the first drop of rose essential oil, and made the first rose perfume named "Xinyou", which caused a sensation as soon as it was listed, and soon attracted the crazy robbery of the upper class. Huo Donglai thus established a perfume company, Yang Jinxin became the de facto helmsman, while he retreated into the background, studying perfume while taking Xiang Nan to enjoy the joy of family.

In the 26th year of the Republic of China, the war situation was reversed, and the tenacious Chinese people completely smashed Japan's hegemonic ambitions.

On that day, it was Xiang Nan's third birthday, and the pink carved male doll put on new clothes early, waiting for Huo's father to send a birthday gift, but Huo Donglai, who had never missed the appointment, made Xiang Nan wait for most of the day today.

Yang Jinxin clearly remembered that the face he had when he entered the door that day was a gray face that seemed to be approaching death, and even the color of his lips was so faint that he couldn't see the color. In the past three years, he has become thinner and thinner, but today he is extremely thin, and he has to make a new blue gown of a smaller size every season, and he is already hanging empty on his body. The only thing left is short hair, which is still neatly groomed, but it no longer has the original black and bright color, and he is not yet thirty years old, and he looks a little old.

"What's wrong?"

Yang Jinxin was a little distressed when he saw him.

Huo Donglai didn't answer, just looked at her straightly, watching her slightly frown her delicate eyebrows, watching a frightened look gradually emerge in her eyes, he slowly moved his eyes, raised his eyebrows and lowered his hands, and his slowly raised palm was trembling slightly, there was a snow-white letter paper there.

Yang Jinxin's heart jumped heavily, and he snatched it over, and after a while, the letter paper swirled and fell on the carpet, and the letter paper with the back side up was lifted by the wind blowing from nowhere, and only a line of words was faintly revealed.

General Qin Muyang, the chairman of the Southern Military Force, was seriously injured and died in the defense of the capital in the 23rd year of the Republic of China!