How could a person disappear into thin air?
At first, Deng Fan thought that it was some kind of trick, but he quickly realised that the situation wasn't so simple. That girl seemed to have really disappeared without a trace, it was as if she had changed magic.
Could there really be an invisibility spell?
Deng Fan was surprised, while thinking, he observed his surroundings, hoping to find some clues.
Sure enough, he soon found a row of shallow footprints on the not-so-solid ground. This meant that the woman didn't disappear into thin air and had instead used some sort of method to escape.
Without thinking too much, Deng Fan immediately followed the trail in the direction that the footprints extended towards.
The forest wasn't big, and they didn't have to run very far before they reached the end. They could go out on a highway, and the footprints would also disappear here.
Deng Fan knew that he wouldn't be able to catch up, so he could only turn around and return the way he came.
saw that Deng Fan was trying to chase after the Mask Woman, and couldn't hold back his anger anymore. He turned and ran in the opposite direction.
"Sister Xue, where are you going?" Zhou Xin immediately chased after Du Xue.
Du Xue didn't answer, both hands holding up her skirt, and only focused on running forward.
Zhou Xin finally caught up with Du Xue and ran in front of sher. As he retreated, he asked: "Little Sister Xue, the wedding is not over, where are you going?"
"The wedding is over!" Du Xue said angrily, but she did not stop running.
"But Brother Du went to chase that assassin. Maybe he'll be back soon …" Zhou Xin still wanted to advise Du Xue a few words.
However, Du Xue could not hear him at all, she impatiently interrupted Zhou Xin and said: "Don't mention him, I just want to return home!"
Seeing Du Xue's abnormal unsightly expression, Zhou Xin did not dare to say more. Recalling how Deng Fan had delayed his reply to his question, it was no wonder that Du Xue was so sad and angry.
Since the bride and groom were missing, the wedding had to be cut at the waist. The host regretfully announced that the wedding had ended early. The scene was in an uproar, and many people shook their heads and sighed. The guests also had no choice but to leave one after another, and their faces were filled with disappointment.
When Deng Fan returned to the wedding site, there were not many people left, but Du Xue was long gone. It wasn't easy for him to get someone she knew in the guild to ask, "Where's the guild leader?"
"I saw Zhou Xin sending the president back." the man replied.
The one who sent Du Xue home was indeed Zhou Xin.
At this time, the car was already in front of Du Xue's house.
"You can go back. Don't worry about me." Du Xue said.
"Are you really okay?" Zhou Xin looked at the gloomy Du Xue, and from beginning to end, he was not at ease.
"I'm really fine." Du Xue said expressionlessly, "Thank you for sending me back." Without waiting for Zhou Xin's reply, he got out of the car.
After Du Xue entered the room, she rushed straight into her bedroom, and the negative emotions that she had suppressed for a long time immediately exploded. She tore off his wedding dress in a crazed manner, took it off, and threw it fiercely onto the ground. "Why …"
She already knew the reason why Deng Fan held such a high-profile wedding ceremony. Other than hatred, she could not tolerate any other emotions in her heart.
"Did you do it to get back at me?" Du Xue sobbed as she mumbled to herself, "Why are you so heartless, why, why did you let me down despite me being sincere to you!" The more she spoke, the angrier she got, and she almost fainted.
Just at this time, Deng Fan hurried back from outside.
Although he left a lot later than Du Xue, he was skilled in driving, and walked at high speeds, so he arrived home not too late.
Just as Deng Fan walked into the dorm, he saw the wedding dress that was abandoned by Du Xue first, and then he looked at Du Xue, only to see that she was wearing a white bra, revealing her waist and shoulders, and only wearing underwear. It was not very elegant, and was only slightly better than nothing.
Seeing Du Xue crying so bitterly, Deng Fan did not know what to say, even though he had expected this outcome.
He knew that all of these were his fault. He was the one who hurt Du Xue, hurt a woman who truly loved her, and paid sincerely for him. He was also prepared to accept all the insults and punishments.
Deng Fan just stood at the door, staring at Du Xue who was sobbing on the bed. Even after a long time, he still did not say a word, as if he was waiting for Du Xue to speak first.
At this time, Du Xue obviously knew that there was another person in the room, and also knew that Deng Fan had returned. He gradually stopped crying, but did not turn his head to look at Deng Fan, and only coldly said: "What are you still doing here?"
"I know you won't forgive me, but I still want to apologize." Deng Fan said slowly.
"I just want to know that you married me to lure that woman out?" Du Xue asked coldly.
"Yes." Deng Fan didn't want to lie to Du Xue anymore and honestly admitted it.
"Is she here?" Du Xue asked again.
"No, it was another woman." Deng Fan said honestly.
"You must be very disappointed, right?"
"No matter what, I was in the wrong." Deng Fan replied without answering the question, "Actually, I had recovered my memories long ago, it's just that I have been hiding this from you."
Hearing that, Du Xue's pupils suddenly dilated, she suddenly turned and looked at Deng Fan, and asked in shock: "Is what you said true?"
"It's true." Deng Fan nodded his head firmly, "On the night Tang De and I talked, there was actually someone else present. She was my disciple called Su Xiaobei, but I have never mentioned it to you before. It was that night that I recovered my memory. " As he said that, he couldn't help but think back to that night when he was fighting against the Knife Scar Li and was ruthlessly hit on the head. It was at that time that all the memories that were sealed appeared in his mind like lightning.
Furthermore, his intuition told him that the masked assassin who killed the Demon King was most likely Wang Xinyu. In order to see the assassin who was suspected to be Wang Xinyu, he hurriedly suggested to get married with Du Xue, because he knew that if Wang Xinyu knew that she was married, no matter what her motives were, she would definitely do so again.
"Then may I ask your name?" Du Xue asked with a tone full of ridicule.
"My real name is Deng Fan." Deng Fan replied lightly.
"Deng …" "Fan?" Du Xue silently recited this name once, and after a while, she slowly said again, "This name is really very ordinary … But I do believe your origins will not be as ordinary as your name. "
"Actually, I don't have an earth-shattering identity. I'm just a meddler who likes to meddle in other people's business." Deng Fan said.
"Do you regret meddling in my business, and want to take revenge on me?" Du Xue stared at Deng Fan and asked.
"No!" Deng Fan hurriedly denied it, "I never intended to take revenge on you. If it wasn't for you saving me back then, I might not have lived until now. "
"You rejected the marriage in front of so many people. Is this how you repay your gratitude?" Du Xue asked coldly, her tone full of ridicule.
"I'm sorry …" Deng Fan lowered his head in guilt, "Other than saying I'm sorry, I don't know what else to say."
"I understand. Your heart already belongs to me. Previously, it was because you lost your memories that you fell in love with me, right?" Du Xue asked.
Deng Fan did not reply, as if he had tacitly agreed.
"I only hope that you didn't lie to me this time." Du Xue slowly stood up and said.
When Deng Fan heard this, he suddenly raised his head and spoke with a stern voice, "That's right. Before I recover my memories, I do love you a lot.
"Good, very good." Du Xue nodded indifferently, and said expressionlessly: "At least we once truly loved each other, that's enough."
"You really think so?" Deng Fan was a little surprised, he looked at Du Xue in shock, afraid that she had suffered too much of a shock that he was spouting nonsense.
"I don't blame you either. We've both lied to each other once, so let's call it even." Du Xue said in all seriousness. She then wiped the tears at the corner of her eyes and continued: "From today onwards, we will walk our own paths and pretend that we don't know each other. It's best if we don't meet again in the future."
"Little Snow …" Deng Fan stared blankly at Du Xue, as if she had thousands of words to say, but she didn't know where to start.
"You can go!" After Du Xue finished speaking, she turned around and no longer looked at Deng Fan.
"Although we can't be husband and wife, we can still be friends." Deng Fan said.
"Friends?" Du Xue could not help but sneer silently, and said angrily: "I do not need friends!"
"No matter how you look at me, I will never forget your kindness and benefits." Deng Fan said in all seriousness, "Even if I'm not by your side, as long as you need me, no matter where I am, I would rush back to help you."
"No need. As long as you step out of this room, we will have nothing to do with each other. If there is anything else, I will take care of it. There is no need for outsiders to interfere." Du Xue said.
After Deng Fan heard this, he immediately became depressed. He shook his head and sighed, "Do you really hate me that much?"
"Don't say anymore." Du Xue said, "I know you don't belong here. Go to the place you should be at, and do the things you should be doing. You are now Deng Fan, and you are no longer that Du Li that I know. "
Deng Fan was well aware of Du Xue's personality, he knew that it was useless to say anything now. Before he left, he took out a coin from his pocket and held it up to his palm.
This was the Lucky Coin that he always carried with him, and it was also commonly used for divination. There was only one such coin in the entire world, one of which was an angel, while the other was a devil. He had thrown it countless times, and it was always the face of an angel.
At this moment, he once again threw the coin into the air.
The coin flipped a few times in the air before it returned to Deng Fan's hand.
When Deng Fan slowly opened his arms, he discovered that it was still an Angel facing up.
This coin seemed to have been injected with some kind of magic. As long as Deng Fan threw it, it would always be facing up against him.
Deng Fan shook her head lightly, then threw the coin in his hand to Du Xue and said: "This coin has followed me for many years, and I am giving it to you now, hoping to bring you good luck. If you don't like it, throw it away, but I want you to keep it. " After saying that, he slowly turned around and glanced at the Lucky Coin that had fallen beside Du Xue's feet, and then resolutely took a step, and walked away without even turning his head back.
Du Xue did not ask him to stay. After he had walked a distance away, Du Xue slowly squatted down and picked up the coin. She held it in her hands and observed it for a long time as a single crystal teardrop quietly dripped down onto the coin.