Chapter 525

Zhan Heyuan receives a call from housekeeper Lin. he comes from the company and sees that Michelle is wrapped in white cloth. He almost falls to the ground.

Knowing that she is always in poor health, I am prepared that she will be ahead of him, but this moment comes too suddenly

Staring at the man wrapped in the white cloth for a long time, he trembled to her side and held her hand in his hand.

Lin Kexin thought that he would cry with the dead Michelle, or get angry with her. However, he looked at her quietly and put her hand in his hand. He didn't say a word and didn't know what he was thinking.

He is really unpredictable.

She couldn't figure out him, which made her feel a little irritable, and the frequency of fingering Buddha beads could not help accelerating.

Slanted him one eye, she walked to him and said: "the person who died of illness has bad luck on his body. Don't fill his hands with deep feeling."

Zhan Heyuan stares at her. She finds that his eyes are red.

"Who asked you to come?"

"Why don't you cry?" Lin Kexin tilted her face and raised her eyebrows and asked, "your beloved woman is dead. Why don't you have tears?"

"Get out of here." Zhan Heyuan's eyes were sharp and gave a cold rebuke.

"Why should I get out of here?"

"You accompany your beloved woman, and I'm here with my good sister. What's the problem?"

Lin Kexin casually fiddled with the Buddhist beads in his hand and calmly welcomed his burning eyes.

This man is her robber, and the pain of her life is all given by him.

She not only wanted to make him feel the pain of losing his beloved, she also wanted to make him feel the pain of losing his son.

"Heyuan, I'm afraid you've forgotten that when I gave birth to Yunwei in the delivery room, you were like this, holding this woman's hand and accompanying her, because she was pregnant for three months, she was just pregnant with vomiting, and I, dystocia, was very painful in the ward."

Zhan Heyuan stares at the woman with eyes as red as blood.

His beloved woman is gone, and this woman is going through old accounts with him as usual. If it had been in the past, he would have turned around and left, but at this time, he just wanted to accompany the dead quietly.

Lin Kexin stares at Zhan Heyuan and smiles, "your son Yunwei is two years old. I'm looking forward to your coming to spend his birthday with him. Where is your father? You are still like this at this time, tightening her hand, because she is pregnant with the third child and pregnant with vomiting, what a big thing a woman pregnant with vomiting is... "Lin Kexin smiles more and more brightly with tears," who hasn't pregnant with vomiting, do you know I have pregnant with vomiting? You know what? "

"I think you are crazy." Zhan Heyuan squinted and looked away coldly. "Housekeeper Lin, send her back to the manor. If you have nothing to do, don't let her out."

Lin Kexin laughed, "hehe, Heyuan, I'm your wife. Yunwei is your son. He hasn't been home for so many years. Have you asked him if he has? For a woman to abandon his wife and son is retribution ah, look, this woman is not so short-lived

"Go away!" Zhan Heyuan glared at her.

"Shall I go away?" Lin Kexin asked with his backhand pointing at him.

"Look at you. The woman you love is dead. Where are your two sons? None of them died in front of me? In the end, it's not me, the outsider you hate most, who will die for her. "

"Ha ha, don't you thank me?"

"Housekeeper Lin, don't take her away yet!" Zhan Heyuan didn't want to say a word to her. He turned his head and stared at housekeeper Lin angrily.

"Yes, sir." Housekeeper Lin walks to Lin Kexin with a stiff neck and reaches out to ask him outside the ward.

Lin Kexin ignored housekeeper Lin. she stared at Zhan Heyuan and said, "Heyuan, don't you want to know her last wish?"

Zhan Heyuan slowly stares at her, waiting for her to continue.

Lin Kexin stared at him and said, "before she left, she told me that she was most worried about her obedient and sensible little son and her two grandchildren. She wanted to wait for her little son to come back and see her off."

I always thought that Michelle would hold on until Zhan fengsha's body came back, but I didn't expect that she took the first step. It's a pity.

But it doesn't matter. Zhan Heyuan loves her and will surely satisfy her last wish.

Hearing her words, Zhan Heyuan looked back at Mi Xuefei and said in a hoarse voice, "OK, Xuefei, I'll find Lao San as soon as possible and let him bury you."

What he doesn't see is that Lin Kexin smiles contentedly behind him. As she walks out of the ward, the Buddha beads in her hands are moving faster and faster, and tears are wanton, and she can't stop them.

Why do you cry

In this life, all the tears that flow are given by this man. It's said that they have already dried up. Why do they still exist?

That man has no heart. Facing the corpse of his beloved woman, he has no heartache

Besides, she

Biting her teeth, her eyes suddenly turned cold.

Good!

Since all her sufferings are given by this man, he is merciless. Don't blame her for being unjust.

That night, she met Zhan Mingjie in her bedroom

Zhan Heyuan screamed as loud as he hurt her. It was all the resentment she had accumulated over the past few decades.

The second time, she asked him to tie her up and continue.

Zhan Mingjie hesitated.

"What's the matter? Do you dislike me? " Lin Kexin asked.

"Will my father..." Zhan Mingjie was suddenly a little scared.

Lin Kexin stares at him and laughs in his heart. From childhood to adulthood, he is afraid that his father will yell at him. When he grows up, he still has this virtue. Since he is so timid, why do he have to do it? Since he has done it, why are he afraid.

I don't know where Michelle's two sons are like her cloud.

I don't know.

However, it's not easy to master the package. People who are not easy to master all have to die. For example, Zhan Fengli, who is waiting to die.

……

Desert island.

Qian Chongxi, holding his arms, sat on the highest dry rock to look at the sea. On the ground beside him, he sat hunting by Zhan Feng. There was a bonfire in front of them, crackling.

The sea is majestic. Sometimes the sea rolls up huge waves towards the sea. It's about to go ashore. But when it's near the shore, the fire goes out and gradually fades away.

"This is the 47th time, my grandfather Qian Chongxi holds his arm and looks at the fading tide, trembling all over.

"When is a head? It's a torment to the soul!"

She stares at Zhan Fengli. He is sitting on the sleeping bag with one leg bent up. There is the knife on the ground beside him. His eyes are on the campfire in front of him. There are small sparks in his deep eyes. He doesn't know what he is thinking.

"Why don't you just end me up with a knife? This feeling of waiting to die is too frightening, really." She raised her wrist and looked at the watch, a look to cry, "but also with a broken watch, throw even a funerary goods are not, do not throw, looking at the passing of time a second and unbearable."

Zhan Fenglie caught fire with a stick in his hand, and his voice was light: "if you don't stick in the fire, you don't have to go through the procedure and cremate directly."

"Cut" thousand Chong West stare at him, disgust to pull mouth deformation, "or you first to a demonstration?"

Zhan Fengli threw a small stick, picked up the knife beside him and looked sideways: "come here."