Seeing this, Wen Hao didn't dare to disturb, picked up a thin quilt and draped it over his shoulders, cleaned it up briefly, and then walked to the door.

The moment he opened the door, Lin Yiyi, Yang Hui and Abu were all looking at him with wide pupils.

The tearful eyes were full of fear, but also a hint of anticipation.

And only they know that their hearts are like bowstrings.

Every nerve in the body is tense, for fear of hearing the answer you least want to hear, and you are so afraid that you dare not speak.

Time and air seemed to stop at this moment, and the hallway was eerily silent......

"Sir, ma'am, the operation was successful!" Wen Hao's smile turned a little pale.

"Woo woo woo ......" Lin Yiyi instantly cried with joy, hugged Yang Hui and cried.

Yang Hui couldn't help but redden, hugged her and smiled: "I knew that she would be fine......

"Uh-huh......" Lin Yiyi kept nodding, and the heart in her chest seemed to return to her body at this moment.

Abu couldn't help but burst into tears and exhaled heavily.

Two months later

It's the early winter season, the sun is warm and quiet, and the sound of the waves is in your ears.

The sea is sparkling, like someone sprinkling a layer of gold dust on it, and a sea breeze blows, bringing a chill and reminding people that winter is coming......

Jian Junxi sat in the glass conservatory of the mountains and seas, not affected by the cold wind outside, wearing a white shirt on his upper body and a pair of black sweatpants on his lower body.

His hair was a little messy, and he sat there lonely and lonely, his eyes empty and blank, like a melancholy boy in heaven looking at the daffodils to die.

With his right hand, he grabbed a necklace pendant around his neck, which was the dragon ring that Nangong Jing proposed......

The postoperative recovery was good, there was no abnormality, the main thing was that she was also very cooperative, lying in bed for half a month without moving, just like now, not crying, not laughing, not talking.

Lin Yiyi and Yang Hui will eat if they want her to eat, and if they want her to sleep, they will sleep, like a porcelain doll that has been drained of her soul by the king of Hades, without any emotion, and locks the door of her heart tightly......

After sobering up, she naturally knew that the three of them had teamed up to deceive her.

However, she believes that Nangong Jing must still be alive, because she really left her mother, grandfather, and master...... She couldn't dream of a single one.

However, she dreamed of Nangong Jing, just like she dreamed of Qin Li, and the strange thing was that she still couldn't find him.

No matter how many people are sent, no matter what method is used, this person seems to have disappeared out of thin air?

For three months, no trace of him could be found......

The Black Emperor slowly lay on her lap, her body slightly stunned, and put the necklace inside her shirt.

Reaching out to its head, he helped it smooth its hair again and again, and his empty eyes looked calmly into the distance, his thin lips pursed, still silent......

Lin Yiyi and Yang Hui stood at the door of the room and looked at her.

Lin Yiyi choked up and asked, "Husband, Gong Jing, ...... Still can't he find it? ”

Yang Hui didn't speak, because he was also asking every day, but the results he got were the same every day......

"What to do? It's all our fault......" Lin Yiyi couldn't help but reddened her eyes again.

She has always felt that Jian Junxi's heart is cold, like being beaten with iron, invulnerable.

For so many years, they have not warmed this heart, especially in the face of revenge.

I never thought that after Nangong Jing left, she was like a walking corpse, without a soul, and without even cold emotions......

(End of chapter)