Qiao Xinghai went back to the villa, and when he saw that Qiao Mengyu was not there, he asked the maid to know that she was picked up by He Miao.

This early in the morning, first Shen Yanli and then He Miao, there was such an inexplicable one in the restaurant, and during the New Year, Shen Yanli simply called him over from Beijing, originally thinking that it was for work, and specially brought Qiao Lulu over, but when he arrived at the place, Shen Yanli sent Qiao Lulu back, and the key was not to mention work.

"Little Fish...... Shen Yanli ......"

Qiao Xinghai muttered, the faces of the two people were intertwined, and the two pairs of fox eyes, which were also full of cunning, coincided unexpectedly.

It was as if a lightning bolt crossed Qiao Xinghai's mind, and he was petrified in place, his whole face turned pale.

finally understood why Shen Yanli suddenly lost his temper in the restaurant at that time, and also understood why the woman only heard his voice, so she turned around and left.

Qiao Xinghai didn't know how he returned to the Shen Hotel, his brain seemed to have been taken away, and the whole person was in a daze, like a walking corpse, stumbling towards the door.

The bodyguard knew Qiao Xinghai, and seeing his dejected appearance, he hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Mr. Qiao, is something wrong?" ”

Qiao Xinghai was asked, he only looked at the bodyguard with confused eyes, his ears were buzzing all the time, and the person in front of him was talking, but it seemed that he was a hundred meters away, and he couldn't hear it clearly.

"Shen Yanli......" Qiao Xinghai tried hard to speak, but he only said these three words, and then there was no sound, only holding the bodyguard's hand tightly, panting heavily.

"Mr. Qiao, what's wrong with you?" The bodyguard was in a hurry, and his other hand also supported Qiao Xinghai, and immediately beckoned to the other bodyguards, "Come over and help, you go and report to His Highness!" ”

At the door of the Shen Family Hotel in the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, Qiao Xinghai fainted with sweat, and when Shen Yanli rushed over, the person had already been placed in the guest room on the first floor.

Meng Xingcun also came, and gave Qiao Xinghai acupuncture, so that the originally retrograde qi was turned around, and the talent woke up slowly.

"What about her?" Qiao Xinghai struggled to get up as soon as he woke up, and grabbed Shen Yanli's wrist tightly, "Where is she?" ”

He knew that the person who had just turned around and ran away was the one he had been thinking about day and night, but why, why did she refuse to see him......

"What's she, I don't know what you're talking about!" Shen Yanli's acting skills were clumsy and pretending to be confused, he clearly wanted to talk to Qiao Xinghai and the plate.

Qiao Xinghai is not a fool, seeing that Meng Xingcun is also there, coupled with Shen Yanli's identity, he understands a little bit in his heart, but it has not been confirmed, and he does not dare to draw conclusions easily.

Or maybe the conclusion was too big for him to even have the courage to make a final conclusion.

After a long time, Qiao Xinghai opened his mouth, and only a few words came out of his throat: "She...... Are you okay? ”

In the Chinese New Year's Eve, it snowed in Minato Ward, and there were few seen sights in the air, and there were not many pedestrians on the street who stopped to marvel at the snow in Minato Ward.

"I don't understand ...... you're in"

"Feast, you go out first." Meng Xingcun interrupted Shen Yanli's gag.

Shen Yanli raised his eyebrows, full of hostility towards Qiao Xinghai, but Meng Xingcun spoke, he had to obey, so he could only go out obediently.

The guest room is not big, it is very quiet, I don't know if it is an illusion, Qiao Xinghai feels that he can hear the sound of snow falling outside, fluttering, falling on the tip of his heart, cooling people's bodies.

"Who is she?" Qiao Xinghai muttered, his eyes stayed outside the window, and in the flying snow, there seemed to be a familiar figure flashing.

She's still so beautiful.

"Princess Petti, the Shen family of the royal family." Meng Xingcun replied.

He knew how wise the man in front of him was, and he knew that he had guessed everything, but even so, the decision and confession were also out of his selfishness, and he didn't want the person he loved to leave with regret like this.

Although he knew that he was in an illusionary realm, but he couldn't escape the red dust, Meng Xingcun knew that he could no longer attain the Tao in this life, and a Shen Enya would fulfill his fate in this life.

"Hehe......" Qiao Xinghai suddenly chuckled, as if relieved and like self-deprecating, "You know, she is not an ordinary person." ”

As early as the beginning of the encounter, Qiao Xinghai knew that Shen Enya's bones had that kind of natural extravagance, which was not something that ordinary people could have.

"Don't you hate her?" Meng Xingcun asked again, he had known Qiao Xinghai for many years and knew him well, but he couldn't help but ask more.

The answer was expected, Qiao Xinghai didn't say hate, but only asked, "How is she now?" ”

"It's bad." Meng Xingcun said.

Qiao Xinghai was stunned for a moment, not knowing what he was thinking, and after a long time, he withdrew his gaze from the flying snow and looked at Meng Xingcun.

"I'm waiting for you to finish." Qiao Xinghai seems to know everything, but his eyes never deceive, and the thick sadness that can't be dissolved is permeated with all his emotions.

Meng Xingcun didn't say a word of nonsense, from Shen Enya's running away from home, until he was angry just now.

Meng Xingcun is very good at 'telling stories', not long and not short twenty years, after the Chinese New Year's Eve, it will be a full twenty years, there is a strong ink and a word, as if he has experienced that love again, that love that even Qiao Xinghai does not fully know the details, so unreservedly laid out in front of each other.

Burst!

A mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth, fishy sweet and warm, and a drop fell on the blue-gray casual jacket, smearing a dazzling blood flower.

Everything was already expected by Meng Xingcun, he only took out a few tissues, handed them to Qiao Xinghai, and was silent without saying a word.

Some fate is not over, and it can't be avoided after all.

All he can do is do his best, and the rest is the destiny of others.

The blood at the corner of his mouth was wiped clean, but the blood on his body had already penetrated into the fabric, Qiao Xinghai simply took off his coat, and his movements were unhurried, with resolute determination.

"Take me to her." Qiao Xinghai said lightly.

Meng Xingcun raised his wrist and glanced at the time: "Xiaoyu should still be there at this time, she ......"

After pondering for a moment, Meng Xingcun didn't continue, he was waiting for Qiao Xinghai's decision.

The most desperate thing for people is to gain and lose, and they are watching the loss, there is no way, Qiao Mengyu has already experienced Qiao Xinghai's illness once, and even Meng Xingcun can't bear to let her experience Shen Enya again.

It was too cruel for her.

Some scars have already scabbed, and it will double the pain if they are torn again, but whether they want to hurt or not is up to the parties.

"Find a way to let her go." Qiao Xinghai opened his voice hoarsely, and at this moment, he was only wearing a gray shirt. (End of chapter)