Chapter 61 Nacht Heartache is the beginning of loving someone. ...

After treatment, Quezhan woke up on the third day.

The first thing she saw when she opened her eyes was her mother. Her mother's eyes were red. She didn't know how many times she had cried. After seeing her wake up, she couldn't control her emotions and cried again.

"...Zhanzhan."

Bai Ximan held her hand tightly, "My daughter...you finally woke up..."

Quezhan was in a coma for two days and two nights. During these two days and two nights, she seemed to have had the same dream many times in her sleeping consciousness.

She dreamed of the fire in the manor and the fire in her childhood.

However, the latter gave her a unclear memory. Under the erosion of the past time, she couldn't remember when the fire happened to her.

Just close your eyes, when she was a child, she was trapped in the raging sea of ​​fire, curled up alone in the corner. Finally, at the moment when she saw hope, someone rushed into the fire to save her.

Her wrist was tightly held by the other person, and he took her forward.

Suddenly, the burnt wooden cabinet suddenly tilted and hit him -

the memory was wrong again.

"...Xie Xianshen."

When his head hurt, Quezhan subconsciously thought of Xie Xianshen.

She was in a coma for two days and two nights. What about him? How is he? Is he seriously injured? Has he woken up...

Xie Xianshen's injuries were more serious than Quezhan's. His back, abdomen, shoulders, etc. were obviously seriously injured. He was not in danger of life for the time being. He is still in a coma and has not woken up.

At that time, he was injured by the crystal chandelier in order to protect her.

Such a heavy lamp broke off the ceiling and hit him, staining him with blood, but he only cared whether she was injured or not, as long as she was safe.

"Liar..."

Tears slid down the corners of his eyes and fell into the pillow. Quezhan choked and couldn't say a complete sentence. He still stubbornly called him a liar.

He gave up his life for her and felt guilty for leaving her alone. They agreed that they would be fine, but now, he left her.

"Zhanzhan, everything will be fine..." Bai Ximan understood her daughter's sadness and wiped away her tears gently.

"Then aunt..."

Quezhan remembered that she went to the lounge to get medicine for her aunt that day. She told her mother that her aunt seemed to be suffering from some disease, but she didn't know. "How is aunt... Is she okay?"

That day, when there was a fire in the manor, Chu Shuoshan called the police after discovering the fire. She was worried that something might happen to Quezhan, so she rushed to save her. However, on the way, she was blocked by the surging fire and was trapped in one place. In addition, she was in poor physical condition at the time. The torture of the disease and the fire both stretched out their claws to her.

The rescue was ineffective and she passed away.

Aunt passed away... How could it be...

And the fact is that although Quezhan no longer dared to believe it, a living life left her, and her heart really couldn't bear it.

She also didn't know that before Chu Shuoshan said goodbye to the world, the last words he said were: "Zhanzhan, my daughter..."

She had no children in her life and always regarded Quezhan as her own daughter. When she knew that Quezhan was framed and thrown into the fire because of her, how could she be so cruel as to pretend that nothing had happened.

She only had her child.

Later, Quezhan learned that her aunt was diagnosed with an incurable disease this year, advanced bone cancer. Her

uncle didn't know about it, and she kept it from him, so she ended her work abroad and returned to the capital, and she could also see Quezhan more.

But after her aunt passed away, her uncle had no hope of living in this world. His only lover left him, leaving him alone in this world, and he chose to end his life by slitting his neck. He

held the photo of him and his wife tightly in his arms, and accompanied his wife to another world.

At the funeral of his aunt and uncle, Quezhan stood in front of the tombstones of the two elders.

It was because of her that the two elders became like this. They lost their lives. If it weren't for her, they would have been fine...

"Uncle, aunt..."

The fallen leaves stopped on the tombstone, but Que Chan slowly raised her

hand to brush them away. She knelt in front of the tombstone with her forehead against the cold ground, and bowed to the two elders three times.

Everything around her seemed to be slowly leaving her.

Tag, Revival, aunt, uncle...

It probably really confirmed what the fortune teller said to her, that she had a calamity in her life, a calamity that was dyed red and difficult to overcome, and would bring disaster.

The fire in her childhood, the fire in the manor, the disasters that were brought again and again hurt the people around her and cost their lives.

She was the biggest disaster.

She only brought harm.

Regarding the fire in the manor, a case was filed for investigation later. In addition, Xie Xianshen filed a case against the privately run business of Xie Huaiming and Xie Ruiyi. The Xie family siblings and Winni's tax evasion involved complicated procedures, and new evidence of her conspiracy as an accomplice was found. These three people also got what they deserved.

Congsheng left Rokori, Congjiang faced Quezhan without a word, met with Quezhan for the last time, apologized to her, and left the capital.

Everything seemed to have finally returned to peace.

But it wasn't.

Xie Xianshen still didn't wake up.

Grandma... after waking up and seeing Quezhan for the last time, she also passed away...

Since the little old lady suffered from Alzheimer's disease, the symptoms of this disease will become more and more severe over time. Simple forgetfulness is no longer a manifestation of the early stage of the disease. She will have agnosia and aphasia. The disease, as well as the memory damage caused by the car accident, so that when she woke up and saw Quezhan for the last time, she couldn't recognize that the person in front of her was her most precious granddaughter.

Alzheimer's disease is a disease that time cannot cure.

Ms. Ye knew this, so when she was still conscious, she didn't want to cause trouble for Zhanzhan and her family.

Zhanzhan already had Xianshen by her side, and she believed that he would take good care of her granddaughter. Now that her old friend has left, she also wants to accompany her. She said that they are good friends for life.

It will never change.

[My dearest Zhanzhan:

Today is a rainy day, and I am writing this letter.

You are my most precious granddaughter, the Zhanzhan I hold in my heart and pamper. Among the many choices in life, it is my grandmother's selfishness that wants my Zhanzhan to have a good home. When I learned that the person you chose for marriage was the eldest son of the Xie family, I felt that everything seemed to be destined.

My old friend Yan Ying is my grandmother. No matter when we were young or after our friendship parted, she is the most important friend in my life. We also agreed that we would personally nominate our offspring when we have them in the future.

When we are together, don't say goodbye to the golden cup, the wine is shallow but deep.

In the poem, your names are each taken from one character, and I believe that it is fate that makes you meet.

Zhanzhan, grandma guessed that you must be crying again, it's okay, don't cry. Birth, aging, illness and death are the laws of nature, which cannot be changed. Even if grandma leaves, you have to live well. I just hope that you can be healthy and worry-free, happy every day, this is enough.

Grandma will watch you and protect you in another world.

Love you forever. 】

This letter was written by Ms. Ye herself. In the letter, it is unclear whether it is a symptom of illness. The handwriting of the little old lady is faintly unstable, but the handwriting of the word "love" is the most neat.

After reading this letter, Quezhan's tears fell instantly.

Drop by drop, they melted into the letter paper and wet the handwriting.

"Did you hear it, Xie Xianshen..." Quezhan's voice was trembling, and she couldn't finish a sentence: "Our name... was given by our grandma..."

From the day she chose him, the predetermined fate between them quietly turned.

Recalling their first meeting at the airport, it was just that when she saw him for the first time, she was attracted by the small mole under his eyebrow.

Although she lost her red and silver bracelet, she found his diamond brooch.

When choosing a marriage partner, she left the choice to fate, and the pointer did not point to him.

But she did not believe in fate.

She chose him.

The subsequent marriage, wedding, acting, all these big and small things, the rules set down word by word in the agreement document were broken and integrated unconsciously.

From the very beginning of breaking the agreement, he entered her life, controlling everything about her, without any freedom at all.

She felt constrained, controlling her not to drink cold water, going to bed early, whether she had breakfast, whether she would feel uncomfortable with a cold, and so on, too many things, but the things he controlled her for were essentially for her.

She seemed to be slowly getting used to his kindness to her.

"Do you know when was the first time I had other feelings for you?"

That other feeling was very strange to Quezhan, she had never felt that way about a member of the opposite sex.

When she learned that he had a high fever but still had to write a recommendation letter for her, he didn't care that his hand was bleeding, but just held her hand and whispered, "...Don't mention divorce again."

At that moment, Quezhan was a little soft-hearted.

She felt sorry for him.

At that time, she didn't know why she had such feelings for him. Such feelings, helplessly disrupted her idea of ​​only taking one path for more than 20 years. She couldn't stand this feeling, so she escaped.

So, on that day in the hospital, he told her not to mention divorce again, and she turned and left, leaving him only a trace of her back.

She didn't want to face how to go on the disrupted road.

But escaping can't solve any problems.

In the two accidents when she was near death, one fell into the water and the other caught fire, the first person she thought of was him.

Like and love, words can lie, but the heart will admit.

Grandma said that their meeting was destined, and now, she believes it.

Yes, everything is destined by heaven.

She will definitely be involved with him, because...

because of something.

Quezhan seemed to have the answer in his heart.

She raised her hand and lightly touched the small mole under his eyebrow with her fingertips. She liked this mole the first time she saw him.

"I'm sorry, Xie Xianshen... I've been causing you trouble."

He was injured to protect her, and she blamed herself and felt guilty.

Quezhan stood beside him, then leaned down and kissed him lightly on the lips. The tears dripping from the corners of her eyes also soaked on his thin eyelashes.

But what to do.

In the past 26 years, she seemed to suddenly understand the feelings she least wanted to understand.

It turned out that her heart had been given to him.