At this moment, Pei Yaochen stood in front of a tomb in a complicated mood and looked at the tombstone engraved with the name of the summer solstice and inlaid with photos of the summer solstice. His heart could not help shaking.
Uneasiness, tension, fear and other negative emotions enveloped him layer by layer, making him overwhelmed.
The housekeeper stood behind him and whispered, "Sir, people have been called. You can dig."
He took a deep breath, looked at the smiling face on the tombstone, finally clenched his teeth, waved his hand with ruthless force, and roared, "let's start!"
The man who had long waited for him shovel forward with a spade.
He silently stepped back to a few meters away and stared.
Even if his eyes hurt badly because he didn't sleep all night, he didn't dare to blink.
He was afraid that something would happen in the blink of an eye.
This time, he must witness the whole process!
Half an hour later, the housekeeper shouted to him, "I see the coffin. I'll have someone get it up!"
Pei Yaochen nodded.
Soon, a coffin tree with beautiful black paint was slowly pulled up and finally landed on the ground.
The housekeeper hurried to him, "you can open the coffin. If you don't want to do it, I can do it for you."
Pei Yaochen shook his head, "no! I'll do it myself!"
"Yes." the housekeeper retreated silently.
Pei Yaochen didn't go there immediately, but stood there and looked at the dusty coffin for a long time before he walked slowly forward.
Every step is as painful as walking on the tip of a knife.
When he finally stood in front of the coffin, he put his hand on the coffin and opened the coffin with force as soon as he gritted his teeth.
When he saw the dressed white bones in the coffin, he breathed a sigh of relief and looked bitterly at the housekeeper, "there's someone inside."
The housekeeper was shocked at the speech and hurried forward to look. Sure enough, he saw that there was a white bone in ragged clothes.
"It seems that you are suspicious. The summer solstice is indeed dead." Pei Yaochen looked very strange when he said this.
It seems that neither result is what he wants.
The housekeeper looked and said to himself, "I don't know if this skeleton belongs to miss summer solstice."
This seemingly unintentional sentence suddenly woke Pei Yaochen. He touched a small silk red envelope he had been carrying close to his body.
There is the hair of the summer solstice, which she left him in the hospital.
At that time, she was affectionate and desperate, and he cruelly chose to ignore it.
After her death, he didn't dare to look at her more. Even the place where she lived was hurriedly treated with the reserve price. The only thing left was the red cloth bag with her green hair.
It's not that I haven't thrown it, but that I've thrown it countless times and reluctantly picked it up again.
He wanted to forget her, but he couldn't forget her.
In these years, I lived in pain in this torture.
Now I can't imagine that it has been used for other purposes
He clenched his hand, turned his head and looked at the skeleton lying quietly in the coffin. At last, he said ruthlessly, "since the grave has been dug, let's just untie all our doubts!"
"What do you mean, sir?" asked the housekeeper suspiciously.
"Take a little finger bone out!" Pei Yaochen ordered.
The housekeeper answered quickly and was about to reach out for it, but Pei Yaochen stopped him and whispered, "don't move! I'll get it myself!"
If it was the summer solstice lying in the coffin, he wouldn't let anyone touch her!
The housekeeper stepped back.
Pei Yaochen reached into the coffin and carefully picked up a small finger bone. Zhen put it into the red cloth bag again, then gently closed the coffin, stepped back and said in a deep voice, "let everything recover!"
The housekeeper answered and waved to have the coffin buried again.
One day later, Pei Yaochen sat in the hotel and looked at the identification certificate on the table. He didn't reach out to get it.
The result is inside.
As soon as he opens it, the truth will be completely exposed to him.
Does he really want to know? Do you really want to know?
What's the difference between knowing and not knowing?
Hasn't he already made a decision?
Do you want to change?
No no no! It won't change again! It will never change again!
Just leave everything to fate!
He suddenly stretched out his hand, picked up the identification certificate, opened it and turned directly to the last page. When he saw that it said 99.9% were not the same person, his heart beat badly.
She's still alive!
And live so well!
She is no longer the honest and stubborn little poor girl she used to be.
In this way, she is a queen who makes men willing to bow down under her pomegranate skirt.
He is one of them.
She must have experienced unknown pain and frustration.
Wandering alone in a foreign land, are there many days and nights on the verge of collapse?
Over the years, she has lived as hard as he.
She lives in the pain of being abandoned and used, while he lives in regret and guilt.
They loved each other deeply, but they destroyed everything because of a wrong disease.
wait! Was she really ill?
Or did she hear something, so she played a play with Han Jing and others to test him?
As the answer was about to come out, he suddenly patted the appraisal on the table, picked up his coat and left.
Within a quarter of an hour, he sat at Simon's desk.
His sudden visit made Simon very uneasy. He kept rubbing his hands and asked nervously, "Mr. Pei, I haven't seen you for a long time! How did you think of coming to the hospital to see me this time? Is there something wrong with your body?"
Pei Yaochen looked at him coldly, "indeed. I really feel uncomfortable."
"Er. Would you mind telling me about your symptoms?" Simon picked up his pen and tried to write on the diagnosis book.
"My heart hurts. My brain hurts, too."
"Really? Do you have a cold and fever? Let me take your temperature first!" Simon got up and took the thermometer to him.
Pei Yaochen grabbed it and threw it hard against the wall, staring at Simon angrily.
Simon was shocked by his stare and said uneasily, "what's the matter? Mr. Pei? Have something to say? No matter what it is, we can discuss it."
Pei Yaochen grabbed his collar and pressed him on the table. He asked coldly, "tell me, did you hide a very important thing from me four years ago?"
Simon was sweating and stammered, "four or four years ago? Did you? I don't remember."
"Don't remember? Really don't remember? Won't you say? Good! I'll find it myself!" he moved his wrist, held a sharp knife like a willow leaf in his hand, and held it against Simon's temple.
Simon only felt a cold feeling from the tip of the knife to his heart. He cried out in surprise and fear: "no, no, no! Don't! It will kill people!"
"What you want is your dog's life!" Pei Yaochen snorted coldly and made a slight effort. "It's the softest here. It should be the easiest to cut open?"
Simon only felt a pain in his temples, and a warm liquid flowed down his forehead.
Looking at Pei Yaochen's murderous eyes, he suddenly realized that Pei Yaochen wanted to be true!
If he still wants to pretend to be crazy and stupid, Pei Yaochen may really be cruel. At that time, he quickly shouted in panic: "it's none of my business! Han Jing forced me to do everything! I was forced to cooperate to deceive you and your wife that she had a heart disease!"
Pei Yaochen's face became more and more ugly. "What? You say all this is the envoy of Han Jing? Even my wife doesn't know? She really thinks she is ill and giving birth to a child will kill her?"
"Yes, she doesn't know. If she knows, how can she cooperate with us? She can't hide it from anyone! How much she loves you! She's willing to give up her life in order to fulfill your wish!" Simon suddenly became sharp.
"Why did Han Jing weave such a lie? He's my brother! What does he want to do?" Pei Yaochen had a splitting headache. Unexpectedly, he got such an answer.
"Well, I don't know why. But I think he's jealous of you. He looks at your wife very differently."
"Jealous of me? You mean he likes my wife? How could it be? It's impossible! At that time, he clearly had a fiancee!" Pei Yaochen only felt that his brain was getting more and more confused, so that he couldn't sort out his mind.
"In fact, is it possible for you to go to him and ask him face to face? He has done so many things. When you suddenly ask, he will show his feet! Also, you can ask his current wife Yang Yazhu. She also knew at that time. I really can't understand this. I can't figure out why she knows her husband He wants to cheat on his good friend, but he still has to help him hide his friend, "Simon said with a confused face.
Pei Yaochen took a deep breath and threatened fiercely, "you'd better not lie to me!"
"I dare not lie to you. Besides, the parties are still alive and well. You can always find the truth. Lying to you will not do me any good, so you can rest assured," Simon vowed.
"Very good. That's all for now. However, I won't allow you to leave Paris for a month. If I find that you are running away, don't blame me for being cruel and cruel!" Pei Yaochen said sadly.
"Don't dare!" Simon nodded again and again. "I must not go anywhere. I'll stay here to help you investigate this matter!"
Pei Yaochen snorted coldly, let him go, turned and left.
Simon got up in relief. Before he could stand still, Pei Yaochen suddenly raised his hand and a light flashed. There was a hot pain on his right cheek. He raised his hand and felt it wet
As soon as his feet were soft, he fell heavily on the ground and couldn't get up again.
After Pei Yaochen got on the bus, he said to the housekeeper gloomily, "send someone to monitor Han Jing and Yang Yazhu immediately. We can't let them go out of L City before we go back!"
"Yes!" the housekeeper answered and dialed the phone immediately.
The car started slowly. Pei Yaochen looked out of the window. At night, the old hospital was grinning at him like a huge monster.
He was so stupid.
He didn't even notice that the people around him betrayed him, so he foolishly walked into the trap carefully planned by Han Jing.
Not only hurt themselves, but also tired to taste the pain of the summer solstice.
Remembering that before entering the operating room, the summer solstice reluctantly took his hand and asked him his choice. When he vaguely didn't give the answer, he wanted to fry himself alive.
So a beautiful, kind and simple girl, full of blood, infatuated with him without asking for return, but he ruthlessly failed to live up to her love!
He's not human!