Chu Yao held her hand, and Ni Huan broke free twice, but didn't pull it.

The sun made Ni Huan unable to open her eyes. She squinted her eyes and looked back at Chu Yao: "But someone has been calling you, I..."

Before Ni Huan finished speaking, Chu Yao had already pressed the side button to turn off the phone.

"No one disturbs you now, let's go."

"I didn't mean that," Ni Huan explained in a daze: "I mean that at this moment you should go home to accompany your elders."

When Ni Huan said this, there was no turmoil in her heart.

She felt cold-blooded.

No matter what, Chu Wanmei and her have an unbreakable blood relationship. It is said that mother and daughter are in love, Chu Wanmei is dead, and Ni Huan has no other emotions except infatuation.

She even wanted to go home soon and ask Zhou Xubai if he knew the details of the matter, such as why the good plane crashed?

Chu Yao seemed to have not heard Ni Huan's words, and his rough fingertips pressed on Ni Huan's back, wrapping her palms, and naturally took her to the motorcycle: "Get on the bus."

Ni Huan didn't move, "Where to go?"

"I have to ask you."

Chu Yao put on her helmet, "I will take you wherever you want."

Ni Huan planned to go home, but then she thought that Chu Yao would come to pick her up early in the morning... If she left like this, it would be a bit unreasonable.

Tsk, but she was thinking about him.

The Chu family should need someone to take charge of the overall situation at this time.

Ni Huan had searched the Chu family online before.

Chu Wentian, also known as Chu Yao's father, never returned to the old Chu house after he had a quarrel with Mr. Chu many years ago.

If your son is not good at it, your grandson must be there.

But looking at Chu Yao's appearance, he didn't seem to be worried about whether Mr. Chu would not be able to bear the pain of losing his daughter after hearing the bad news.

Ni Huan's gaze fell on Chu Yao without any concealment. She stood there as if she was in a divine state.

Chu Yao looked down at her leisurely, raised his hand and tapped her helmet, and said, "I want to ask directly if I want to ask."

Ni Huan didn't hide it and asked bluntly: "Aren't you afraid that your grandfather will be excited for a moment and your body can't bear it?"

Paused for a moment.

Chu Yao shook his head and said, "In his heart, his daughter he held in the palm of his hand died more than 20 years ago."

When Chu Wanmei got married, Chu Yao was not born yet, but later he would always hear the servants at home talking about Chu Wanmei's contradicting her father and getting pregnant before marriage and almost getting sick of her father's past.

Chu Yao was raised by Mr. Chu himself. The old man was energetic in front of him, and he would always be secretly sad after him. He often went to the cemetery alone to visit his wife who died early, regardless of the heat and cold, he was exhausted.

In the past, Chu Yao did not understand Mr. Chu's feelings and nostalgia for his deceased wife, and believed that the deceased had passed away, so that the living should look forward and live every day of the present.

I truly realized his grandfather's state of mind when he later learned that something happened to Ni Huan, and the overwhelming sense of despair almost submerged him.

No one lives for anyone, Chu Yao has always believed in this sentence before.

After losing Ni Huan, he found that he was very wrong.

One person's departure can really take away the light from another person's world.

In a daze.

Life is like a year.

He lives like a walking zombie.

After listening to Chu Yao's words, Ni Huan was silent for a long time. After understanding the meaning of Chu Yao's words according to her own ideas, she breathed a sigh of relief and shrugged, "Okay, let's go!"

"Where do you want to go?"

As people come and go, Chu Yao only has Ni Huan in his eyes.

Ni Huan touched her stomach that was full of food, thinking about where to take a walk first and relieve her food. When she was struggling, she caught a mother and son coming across the street. The little boy was holding a balloon in his hand. Ni Huan moved his mind and raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Go to the playground."

At this time, there are not many people in the amusement park.

The wind is gentle and the breeze is gentle.

Ni Huan hasn't relaxed like this for a long time.

Walking next to the amusement park filled with laughter, Ni Huan looked around and finally decided to take the roller coaster first.

She patted Chu Yao's arm excitedly and pointed at the ticket purchase office: "Do you want to go?"

Of course, Chu Yao was not interested in these things, but who made the person around him at this moment Ni Huan?

Not to mention taking a roller coaster, he wouldn't say a word of no word even if he was carrying her around the entire amusement park.

"Um."

Chu Yao looked at her and nodded.

Ni Huan's eyes lit up and she pulled him through the crowd: "I treat you, just be responsible for enjoying the excitement."

Compared to other girls who were hesitating, Ni Huan seemed very chic and didn't look afraid at all.

Chu Yao also thought so at the beginning.

Until... the roller coaster moved slowly, Ni Huan moved his body uncontrollably toward him, and his slender and white fingers unknowingly grabbed his sleeves.

Chu Yao's eyes flashed over her slightly frightened little face, and he lowered his head and asked in a warm voice: "Why, I'm afraid?"

"No."

Ni Huan refused to admit that he was timid.

Chu Yao chuckled and nodded seriously: "I haven't seen each other for a year, and I'm very brave, so it's great."

Facing Chu Yao's teasing eyes, Ni Huan cleared her throat uneasy.

"Ahem..."

"Actually," she pursed her lips reluctantly, "I'm a little scared."

"Give me your hand."

Chu Yao stretched out his palm to her.

Ni Huan was stunned for a moment, and without much reaction, she let go of Chu Yao's sleeve. Her hand that she reached out was firmly held by Chu Yao.

Men have big palms and calloused palms, which inexplicably gives people a feeling of peace of mind.

Because he knew that he was related to Chu Yao, Ni Huan didn't think too much about it. He was thinking about what to say to express his gratitude to Chu Yao, and the speed of the roller coaster suddenly accelerated.

Ni Huanxin even raised it.

Immediately afterwards, the gust of wind whistled past his ears, and screams came one after another. Ni Huan refused to scream, but after a few rounds, his legs became weak, his eyes were closed tightly, and he didn't dare to open his eyes and look down.

Just when she regretted that she had tormented herself, she was taken into a hug with a faint tobacco smell. The man's warm palms clasped her ears, isolating the outside world's screams for her, and giving her a sense of security.

"Don't be afraid."

As the wind roared, Chu Yao's voice seemed to penetrate time and space, breaking a barrier in Ni Huan's mind.

A large number of strange and familiar memories surged up like a tide. Ni Huan's brain was stimulated and she had a split headache for a moment.

Because she was in the sky, Chu Yao did not notice Ni Huan's abnormality. He just thought she was afraid, so he hugged the person tighter.

Ni Huan shrank in Chu Yao's arms, his eyes tightly closed.

Maple leaves...Golden maple leaves.

gallery.

Playground, basketball court.

Classroom full of test papers.

A hospital filled with the smell of disinfectant.

Scenes, one by one, flashed quickly before Ni Huan's eyes.

At this moment, time seemed to slow down, and the memories that belonged to Ni Huan but were forgotten by her finally remembered some fragments.

It’s a pity that except Chu Yao.

She couldn't see the other people's faces clearly.

But occasionally when I came to a specific scene, Ni Huan could feel her mood at that time, which was already an unexpected surprise for her.

After turning my memory, Ni Huan discovered that what occupied most of the chapters was what happened when she was still in high school.

When she saw Chu Yao, she only remembered Chu Yao.

It turns out that they met so early.

It turned out that Chu Yao had such a bad temper in the past.

Ni Huan was completely immersed in her own world, not even knowing that the roller coaster was stopped.

It was Chu Yao who patted her before pulling her out of her thoughts.

For some reason, after remembering some fragments, he looked at Chu Yao again, and Ni Huan always had the urge to cry.

To be precise, it should be aggrieved.

And... dependency.

Perhaps because Chu Yao was the first person she remembered at this stage, Ni Huan felt a little more intimate about him, just like she was walking alone in the long desert, and Chu Yao let her know the direction.

"Silly?"

After waiting for a long time, but still not seeing Ni Huan get up, Chu Yao couldn't help but pop her forehead and scolded her tone: "Don't come to play these exciting entertainment projects alone with the opposite sex next time."

I don't know if I'm taking advantage of it.

Ni Huan didn't say anything, and sat up straight in a daze. She was consciously wandering and was about to get up slowly, but her legs became weak and she fell back.

Chu Yao looked at it and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "Can you still stand up?"

Ni Huan turned his head to look at him, thought for a while, and shook his head honestly.

The man seemed to sigh, squatted down, and walked his arms through her legs and back, and picked her up in the waist without much effort.

Ni Huan hooked Chu Yao's neck with a slight scent of tobacco on his body, and couldn't help but wrinkle his nose.

After coming to the ground safely, Chu Yao put Ni Huan on the bench by the roadside, squatted down, held Ni Huan's ankle with one hand, and rubbed her calf with the other.

"Is it better?"

The man's eyes were pitch black, his short hair was tough, and his facial features were more sharp and deep than the boy Ni Huan remembered. Ni Huan's eyes moved to the shallow scar on his brow bone, his nose was sore uncontrollably, and his voice was also smeared.

She looked at him and answered the question irrelevantly: "Chu Yao, if you were willing to let me disinfect the wound for you, you would not have left the current scar on your eyebrows."

At that time, Ni Huan and Chu Yao had just become familiar with each other.

During the break, several senior boys came to harass Ni Huan and were seen by Chu Yao in a bad mood.

There was no conflict at that time, but after school that day, Chu Yao blocked the group of people in the alley and tortured and killed them one by one.

The scar was left at that time.

Ni Huan happened to go home late that day, and then saw that scene.

After she finished speaking, the man's hand froze.

He raised his eyes in shock and stared at her: "What did you say?"

Ni Huan pursed her lips and smiled, tilted her head and said, "I said... I was worried every day when I was a deskmate with you, just because I was afraid that when you got angry one day, I would beat me."

Of course, words are jokes.

But Chu Yao's eyes turned red in an instant.

——

At the same time, at different locations, Xu Ying ran into a private hospital. Before she could breathe well, she ran into the safety passage and headed towards the ward area on the third floor.

As soon as she received the call from the butler, she rushed over immediately.

The housekeeper has always followed her grandfather, and even went to the countryside.

Not long ago, the housekeeper suddenly called and said that her grandfather had fainted.

Xu Ying couldn't believe at first that her grandfather had always been strong, so why did she suddenly faint?

When she arrived at the third floor and walked through the crowd, Xu Ying saw Hou’s housekeeper outside the ward. She hurried over and gasped: “How is my grandfather? Is he okay?!”

Seeing this, the housekeeper quickly invited Xu Ying to the side and let her sit down and rest.

"Don't worry, Miss, the old man is fine. I suddenly heard the bad news about the death of the old lady of the Shen family. It was difficult for a moment, so I fainted."

Xu Ying nodded with lingering fear.

It's fine if it's okay.

Her grandfather and Shen Zhiyan's grandfather are old acquaintances, and she has been in love with Shen Zhiyan's grandmother for decades.

It is normal for her old friend to die suddenly, and her grandfather can't accept it.

But what day is this today.

Why did three people die in one go?

Chu Wanmei, Ye Yinyin, Old Lady Shen...

Tsk, they are all important figures in the aristocratic family circle.

It seems that there will be a lot of noise in the circle in the next few days.

Xu Ying sat in the rest chair and gasped for a while. After drying the sweat on her cheeks, she stood up and walked into the ward with concern.

"I'll go in and see my grandpa."

"Miss, wait a moment, the doctor is still in there for the examination of the old man."

"ah……"

Xu Ying stood up and walked to the door and looked inside.

The door was not closed tightly, with a small slit exposed. Xu Ying squinted her eyes and was about to take a look at the situation inside, but the door was suddenly opened from inside.

Xu Ying was startled and took a breath.

Subconsciously he looked up at the person who opened the door.

Immediately afterwards, he was caught off guard and knocked into a pair of gentle eyes.

Seeing the man's appearance clearly, Xu Ying took a deep breath again, her brain crashed instantly, her eyes widened, and an unnatural blush quickly floated into the roots of her ears.

"Wen...Wen Jinrong?!"

Xu Ying shouted foolishly.

Opposite her, the man was handsome and nodded to her, and then turned to the housekeeper without being humble or arrogant, "Mr. Xu is fine, and he will wake up in another hour or two."

"Thank you, Dr. Wen, thank you for your hard work."

"It should."

The man smiled warmly, but it was not for Xu Ying.

Not only that, it still looks like I don’t know Xu Ying.

Looking at Wen Jinrong's back as he walked away, Xu Ying, who was stunned on the spot, fell into self-doubt.

She doesn't look like a public face, right?

Wen Jinrong doesn't even remember her?

this……

Should she be happy?

——

When the black Bentley car drove outside the Shen family's old house, the entire Shen family was already in a heavy and solemn atmosphere.

The servants stopped their work and waited in the hall.

Not long ago.

As soon as the old lady died of sudden illness came to the Shen family, the servant's room seemed to be in an uproar.

Some old people who have been working as servants in the Shen family for many years get together, and they say everything and feel relieved about He Lian's death.

An old man with gray hair said frankly: "It's okay to die, it's okay to die..."

"What are you talking nonsense? Are you afraid of your life?"

Another young-looking old man said cautiously: "Disaster comes from the mouth. You have lived for decades. Do you still understand this principle?"

The gray-haired old man disagreed: "She caused Mrs. Tang so badly, and her only son's life and death are uncertain... Now, He Lian has finally suffered retribution! I am so happy! It's not in vain that my old woman can see this scene today, but she has lived for more than ten years."

The old man turned to the window, his muddy eyes looked at the blue sky outside the window.

"I hope Mrs. Tang has a spirit in heaven and rest in peace."
Chapter completed!