At 4:35 p.m., the plane landed at Beicheng Airport.

There was a Maybach parked in the parking lot of the airport, which was picked up by Qu Mo on the night Fu Jichen returned from Switzerland. Later, they flew to Jiangcheng, and the car was left here.

Beicheng has been windy lately, and the body has fallen a layer of dust.

Quickly drove to Yunding Palace, Fu Jichen, who was in the back row with his eyes closed and pretending to sleep, opened his eyes and looked at the familiar scenery outside through the side window, giving birth to the feeling that things were not human.

There was no longer such a person waiting for him at home, and after he opened the door and entered the house, he looked at him with gentle eyes and gave him a smile.

Fu Jichen closed his eyes again, as if he didn't want to face reality, and his palm was attached to the inner pocket of the suit, which contained a wallet, and there was a photo of her in the mezzanine.

The fence gate of the villa opened, and the Maybach slowed down and drove in, parked under the porch.

The sunset is infinitely good, shining on the purple and red flowers in the front yard, like a colorful oil painting.

Fu Jichen got out of the car, not luggage, but Shen Jianian's handbag, opened the door, changed into slippers at the entrance and walked inside.

Qu Mo silently followed behind him, carrying the silver suitcase he brought with him on a business trip, and put it in the living room, and then he didn't have anything to do, so he said, "Mr. Chen, I'll go first." ”

Fu Jichen stood on the edge of the sofa and bowed to him.

Qu Mo turned around and went out, wanting to close the door gently, but a gust of wind blew, so that there was a "bang" when the door closed.

Cheng Jin didn't receive the news of Fu Jichen's return, heard the door ring, came out of his room, saw Fu Jichen's thin appearance, and suddenly reddened his eyes: "Mr. ......"

Her pursed lips trembled slightly, and her voice choked, "It's me who didn't take good care of Miss Jia Nian." ”

She already knew from Xiao Zheng that her husband went back to Beicheng more than a week ago, and then went to Jiangcheng, and there was no news back for several days, she was very worried, and she was afraid of calling him to make trouble, so she waited patiently at home, and asked Xiao Zheng from time to time if there was Jia Nian's whereabouts. Xiao Zheng contacted Qu Mo and learned that Jia Nian was killed in a car accident, and the body has not been found yet, and Mr. was even more shocked and ill, and Cheng Jin was stunned.

She repeatedly asked Xiao Zheng to verify whether she was wrong and how Jia Nian had a car accident.

Xiao Zheng knew that she had a good relationship with Shen Jianian, although she was a master and servant, she had been together for so long, and she also had feelings between relatives, and told her in detail that it was a heavy cargo truck that crashed into a taxi, causing the taxi to roll over and fall into the river, and Shen Jianian happened to be sitting in the taxi.

Firefighters rushed to the scene and only rescued the driver and another female passenger in the car, the door of the back seat was smashed, and it was possible that Shen Jiannian was washed away with the current and was not rescued in time.

Cheng Jin was holding her mobile phone in one hand and covering her mouth with the other to cry uncontrollably, she never thought that the news she saw when she was cleaning that morning was related to the people around her.

Jia Nian is in that car!

Seeing Fu Jichen at this moment, especially looking at him with a skeletal appearance, his face was haggard, his eyes were like covered with a thin layer of ice, without a trace of temperature, Cheng Jin's emotions that were finally calmed down were a little out of control.

She wiped her tears, knowing in her heart that her husband had such a good relationship with Jia Nian, he must be more sad than anyone else.

"It's none of your business, you don't have to blame yourself." After saying this, Fu Jichen took his things and went straight upstairs, without paying attention to the suitcase in the living room.

When the elevator reached the third floor, Fu Jichen walked out and went to Shen Jiannian's room first.

Every scene and object is the same as when she left, and it hasn't changed at all. The few books she had placed on the bedside table were neatly stacked; The blanket she used as a shawl was folded into squares and placed on the couch; Her used ceramic cups, upside down in a tray on the coffee table; The bottles and jars of her skin care makeup were staggered on the dresser, and one of the clear acrylic boxes contained a dozen lipsticks.

Fu Jichen put down the handbag, paced to the dresser, and opened the drawer, which was a jewelry storage box, rings, earrings, necklaces, and hairpins.

He still hasn't figured out why she's leaving.

There are some things that I didn't notice at the time, and when I think about it now, there are clues everywhere.

That night at the airport farewell, she was ready to leave, her reluctant eyes, her body movements sticking to him, and the kiss she took the initiative to offer were all goodbye to him.

If he had reacted at that time, he would have gotten out of the plane to Switzerland and hold on to her hand firmly.

Fu Jichen closed the drawer and came to the cloakroom.

She put away all the clothes she wore and put them in the storage box, and the ones that didn't take off the tag were still hanging in the closet. There is a wooden box underneath, which looks familiar.

He opened the lid with his hands, it was the custom-made cheongsam, Jia Nian only wore it once, it was soiled by an ignorant child in the old house, it was taken to the store and cleaned, and then it was put into a box.

Jia Nian said that he wanted to collect it as a work of art rather than wearing it.

At that time, he hugged her in his arms, and said with a smile on the corner of his lips, if you like to make a few more sets, the cheongsam shop will be opened there, and you can go over to choose materials at any time.

Shen Jianian smiled silently.

The past reappears one by one, and for Fu Jichen, it is sweetness and torture.

He closed the cabinet door, turned around and walked out, in his bedroom next door, there were also traces of Shen Jianian's life everywhere, looking at the dark bed, what came to his mind was not a charming and ambiguous picture, it was her sitting on the bed, holding a round iron box in her arms, eating cookies, it was more than two o'clock in the middle of the night, she was hungry, she didn't want to wake up the chef to get up to make supper, eat cookies to cushion her stomach......

Thinking of her getting biscuit crumbs onto his sheets, her face full of dazed and innocent looks, Fu Jichen couldn't help but smile, and the curvature of her lips disappeared, replaced by endless sadness.

His eyes suddenly swept to something, Fu Jichen stared, strode over, and saw the things on the table.

It's a fine piece of jade.

If you read it correctly, it was the piece he gave to Jia Nian at the beginning, which was carved into two lotus roots, and it was just right to hold it in his hand. Pressed underneath was a piece of bookmark-sized notepaper, yellowed and distressed, with words on it.

Fu Jichen picked up the handle piece and saw four dignified and beautiful small characters: A good couple is natural.

He didn't have to think much about who left the handle and the note.

She is a little conscienceless, she left everything and left, who is he married to? Didn't Lu Yanzhi say that she liked him? If you like it, why leave him?

Who else does she want to be with without him?

If she stood here at this moment, he would definitely scold and cry her, she couldn't be soft-hearted in this kind of thing, she just relied on his favor, no longer afraid of him, just leave, and didn't say hello.

Thinking of these in his heart, Fu Jichen slowly clenched the jade lotus root in his hand, his eyes became red and damp a little bit, and there were aftershocks from the collapsed ruins in his heart, which completely destroyed the little strength he had left.

He held the edge of the table with one hand and lowered his head, and the paper on the table smeared with a few dark water marks.

Downstairs, the chef was cooking, Cheng Jin looked at the elevator from time to time, Mr. was probably not in the mood to eat, and went up to call him, he didn't necessarily listen to her, and he might be displeased.

Cheng Jin sighed and was in a dilemma for a while.

Even if you don't have an appetite, you have to take care of your body, eat a little bit, and those who are alive must live their lives. However, she only dared to think silently in her heart, and she couldn't say it.

At this moment, the video doorbell in the entrance rang, Cheng Jin pressed the answer button, and a beautiful and graceful face appeared on the screen, with her hair pulled up in a high bun, wearing an off-white satin skirt with a V-neck, covered with a light gray shawl.

Cheng Jin recognized it as his husband's mother, Ms. Wei Ronghua.

Wei Ronghua showed a faint smile on his face and said, "Help me open the door." ”

Her tone was not very polite, and she had to be like an outsider when she entered her son's residence, asking the nanny for instructions, and she was afraid that she would be laughed at if she said it, of course she felt uncomfortable, but she didn't show it on her face because of her face.

Cheng Jin hurriedly called the doorman and asked him to let people in, and then took out a new pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet, put them on the mat inside the door, opened the door and went out to greet him.

Wei Ronghua carried a dark purple bag in the crook of his arm, stepped on a stiletto heel and walked into the fence gate, looking at the grass and trees around, it was not as deserted as she thought, and even full of flowers, so unpleasant.

At first glance, it looks like someone is taking care of it.

Her son she understands that he doesn't like these scenes, and when she heard that Shen Jianian was raised here, it made sense, it must be what she meant.

If Wei Ronghua had seen the Rose Manor in Yicheng, he would probably feel that he didn't know enough about Fu Jichen. (End of chapter)