Heavenly Star Chapter 254: Shuirou Heart (middle)

. Ye Wuchen and Hua Zhentian use cars to drive to Hua Family. Otherwise, the onlookers will crowd the entire street. URL

On the car, Hua Zhentian glanced at the wooden wheelchair that Ye Wuchen refused to leave, and couldn't help asking: "Boy, how did you survive? You really broke Feng Zhaoyang with your own hands? "

At that time, rumors spread throughout continent, and the number of people who saw it with his own eyes was countless. Now, in retrospect, he still can't believe it. It ’s too hard to believe that Hua Zhentian is the first half who knows Ye Wuchen.

"It's good to be back. It doesn't really matter how you get back." Ye Wuchen replied casually, and then looked up with a look of sorrow: "Feng Zhaoyang did kill me, he really died , And I came alive. Since the sky is endless for me, then I will let this day change as well. "

Changing! ?

The dull voice made Hua Zhentian's heart tremble a little.

Similar to the feeling of Ye Wei, Ye Wuchen gives him a very different feeling from three years ago. His body is weak now, but faint, but it releases a temperament that makes him feel terrified. Seeing that he didn't seem to want to explain anything to himself, the vague prompt just now was his limit. Hua Zhentian resisted and didn't ask again, and said viciously, "Whatever you do, the most important thing is To keep your life, how many people did you kill when you died that year. Remember what Lao Tzu said in the past! If you ca n’t stand the frustration now, I really want to dismantle your bones! "

"I understand." Ye Wuchen smiled and nodded: "Relax, no one can take my life in the future."

The voice is still dull, but there is a huge confidence released from heart in the dullness. Hua Zhentian was even more suspicious. What happened to him in these three years? What did he wander between life and death?

Ye Wuchen did not let Ningxue and Tong Xin follow, but let them accompany Ye Shuiyao, get out of the carriage, Hua Zhentian pushed the wheelchair into the door with one hand. It is naturally impossible for him to be as careful and gentle as Ningxue Tong Xin, and the Ye Wuchen on the wheelchair was shaken to almost fall apart. As soon as they entered Hua Family, everyone ’s eyes “brushed” on Ye Wuchen, their eyes were widened and their mouths were wide open, but because the Hua Zhentian was on the side, these subordinates did not dare to say a word.

Hua Zhentian kept pushing Ye Wuchen to the door of Hua Shuirou room, knocked on the door, shouted "good daughter", then door pushed away, pushed Ye Wuchen in, then closed door and walked on his own feet Open, and have been out for more than ten meters, only let out a long relaxed breath, Yangtian lightly muttered: "It's great ... children damn, did you see that, Heaven sent our daughter's happiness back again ..."

Hua Shuirou is nineteen years old this year. She is no longer the still childish and shy young girl of that year, and the original softness has also been tied up. She is behind her head, and even the casual dress is no longer a treat. The unmarried young girl is like a young woman at home, but the tenderness buried in her bones has not changed, and her body is still so delicate and petite.

At this moment, she is embroidering a pattern that she likes on a thick outerwear that has already been prepared. She is skilled in her technique, her eyes are focused, her eyes are a little worried, and she is faintly sentimental. When she heard the noise, she looked up and suddenly met Ye Wuchen's eyes full of guilt and pity. With a moment in her head, the knitwear fell from her hands and slipped off her legs.

She was foolish and stupid, her mind became blank, and in her sights, there was only the figure of Ye Wuchen in front of her. Then, even his figure became foggy, and her vision began to blur, and It became more and more blurred until the world in front of them disappeared.

Before the huge shock, she just passed out.

When she woke up, she was snuggling in a person's arms, and in her nose came the smell of her dreamy man. She raised her head, looked into his eyes, stretched out her hand, and touched Gently said to his face: "Are I dreaming ... Even if it is dreaming, every time I see Husband in the dream, it will be my happiest time, but I just hope that this dream will not Will wake up, there will be no end ... "

Ye Wuchen put her hand on her face, and she felt pity and pain in her heart. gently said: "Of course this is not a dream. I didn't want my Little Rourou and came back secretly. But I came back too late, let you Too much aggrieved, there is no sound, no feeling, no smell in the dream, you must hear me, touch my body, and smell my breath, right?

In the room of Hua Shuirou, there was a big cry like a landslide. Her cry was too loud and too loud, and it spread far and far. Most of the people in the Hua Family yard could hear clearly. , Heart pain followed. This usually supremely soft Young Lady, I don't know how many sorrows and tears accumulate before releasing such stern tears. Hua Zhentian was painful and comfortable in her heart. Even when she got the bad news of Ye Wuchen's death, she didn't cry so hard. He hammered his chest, glaring at all those who stayed there, and shouted, "Everything is going on, all work for me! Little three, go and call me the oldest, and let him go to Curry A hundred Heaven Shaking Thunder came out, I see who would dare to hurt my son-in-law again! "

After roaring, he hurried to the inner courtyard, because he couldn't bear to hear his daughter cry anymore.

"Okay, don't cry, do you want to cry your Husband heart?" Ye Wuchen's hand stroked on her face, and she was stained with water in one hand. He looked at his hand just immersed in the water and smiled, "My Little Rourou is so crying, it must be made of water."

Hua Shuirou has been crying. She has too much sadness and heartache to release. She cannot even talk to Ye Wuchen while crying. Until in his arms hugged him for a long time, crying for a long time, tired of crying, too many tears were released, and her crying gradually reduced, but from time to time, a child-like whimper came from her mouth and her delicate shoulder Also constantly shaking.

My eyes were crying, my face was stained with tears, and even my clothes were wet with tears. Even my strength was vented with tears, and my body just wanted to lean on him, and then Don't get up.

"The person who makes you cry is the biggest wicked person in the world." Ye Wuchen endured the heartache, wiped the teardrops on her face with her sleeves, and soon the entire sleeves Wetting.

"No ..." She sobbed, whispering to him: "He is the best person in the world."

"If it's a good person, how can it make you cry."

"Because he's back, I'm so happy, so happy ..." She pressed her body close to him. Although there was no cry, tears kept falling from her eyes: "Too Okay, it ’s really good, it ’s like dreaming, I thought, I will never see you again in this life.

"How come, I haven't become married to my Little Rourou, how can I be willing to die?" Ye Wuchen said in a soft voice. He was very grateful that he had miraculously retrieved his life in the situation of the original ten death, otherwise, the infatuated girl would be ruined by herself in this life, and her life would be lonely.

That is really a great sin.

"Husband ..."

"Hmm!"

"Husband ..."

"Well, I'm here."

"Husband. Husband ..."

"Well, I will never leave you again, I will make you the happiest wife in the world ..."

"Hmm ... Husband, I want to call you that every day."

"It's been three years, my Little Rourou has grown up, but I still cry like a child."

"I ... Only Husband will make me cry." Hua Shuirou twisted his body, said in a low voice.

"So, your Husband is the largest bad person in the world."

"I won't ..."

Ye Wuchen smiled lightly, her eyes fell on her citron, next to her pillow, she lay lying on a half-foot-tall rag doll, and at this angle, she could clearly see the rag The doll is embroidered with five beautiful small letters: "Dead husband Ye Wuchen".

Ye Wuchen felt sour again in her heart. Maybe this subordinate was just a pinch of consolation when she was sad.

Hua Shuirou just looked up, she subconsciously looked down at him with a gaze, and suddenly saw the rag doll she embroidered that day, holding it to sleep every day, her face was slightly red, and then thought Something got a little panicked again, she quickly got up, hid the big rag doll under the quilt, blushed, and said nervously: "I ... I'm so stupid, Husband is obviously nothing, but I ... I ... "

She couldn't help but panic. The word "dead husband" now seems to be a disrespect to her Husband.

After she said it, she hurried to the opposite side of Xiang Xiang, picked up a wooden sign placed on the table and put it in the drawer. Although she moves quickly, Ye Wuchen still sees, it says "Dead husband Ye Wuchen".

She actually put her tablet in her bedroom.

Her subconscious moves always bring him the impression of touching heart again and again. In order to reject directed marriage, she did not hesitate to let her father swear to the emperor on her behalf. She will always be Ye Family in this life and will never marry another person. This is not an impulsive act of an immature girl, but a result of her deep affection Out of her stubbornness.

"Little Rourou, don't throw them away?"

"But they ... I ..."

"You can't throw it away," Ye Wuchen shook his head gently. "Because they are all my Little Rourou love I want my proof, I can't bear it. Will you stay? I want to see them often, I can always remember Little Rourou loves me. "

Hua Shuirou stayed for a while, then nodded hard, and smiled happily. The smiley face with teardrops is beautiful like a pear blossom after rain.

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