After the divorce, the ex-wife kept losing her vest

Chapter 892 Xixi, love me again

Luo Junheng took Yan Xi to Thrushcross Villa.

“ThrushcrossGrange (Thrushcross Grange)…”

Yan Xi looked at the defeated stone sign at the door and slowly read out the English characters written in green paint on it.

The rain was still falling. Luo Junheng held up a black umbrella and covered the two people's heads. He turned his head and looked at Yan Xi and said lightly: "Do you still remember this place?"

Yan Xi shook his head and said with an indifferent expression, "I don't remember."

"Go in and see."

Luo Junheng led her into the villa unobstructed and climbed up the stairs. The manor had not been cleaned for a long time. The green plants were not trimmed and were growing in a mess. The fallen leaves were not cleaned and were covered with carpets. The road made a dull rustling sound when stepping on the shoes. The manor was uninhabited, not popular at all, and gave off a gloomy atmosphere.

Yan Xi walked forward while observing the environment. She walked slowly, and Luo Junheng didn't mean to rush her. He just walked forward step by step side by side with her. Yan Xi asked: "You want to bring me to see you?" who?"

"I'll find out when I see you later."

Since arriving in Birmingham, the two of them have almost always communicated in English.

When Luo Junheng speaks English, it feels completely different from when he speaks Chinese. He already speaks Chinese very fluently and authentically, but when he speaks Chinese slowly, he gives people the feeling of being literate like an ancient person, but he The London accent has a lazy and hoarse feel, just like the weather in Birmingham, which is cold, humid, and dreamy.

He kept walking until he turned around a gravel road. The fallen leaves covered the pits on the road. Yan Xi was wearing a pair of white boots with a little heel. When he stepped on them, he got stuck in the pit and almost sprained his feet. .

"careful!"

Luo Junheng supported her in time and pulled her into his arms. Yan Xi leaned against him unexpectedly. As soon as he raised his eyes, he met a pair of quiet blue eyes. The distance between the two was so close. So close.

She smelled a unique smell on his body. She couldn't tell what it was. It was mixed with the aroma of cigars, tobacco and the ocean, with a classic, tough and deep atmosphere, just like the feeling he gave people.

Yan Xi heard the pounding sound of her heart. Just when she thought what would happen next, she suddenly heard the sound of the window lattice slapping in her ears. Her ears moved sensitively and she suddenly turned her head to look to the side. go.

Luo Junheng lowered his eyes and looked at her ears, his eyes suddenly darkened, and he let go of Yan Xi calmly.

Yan Xi's eyes were attracted by the scene inside the window.

There was a woman inside the window!
A dilapidated hut with a broken window. The woman's hair was disheveled, her face was dirty, her black nails were sharp and long, like a savage. She was lying by the window, staring at them blankly. .

She stared at Yan Xi for a long time, then suddenly started screaming crazily, which made people's hair stand on end.

Yan Xi looked at the person in the window and frowned heavily.

Is this the old friend Luo Junheng mentioned?
"who is she?"

Luo Junheng also turned slightly and looked towards the window, his calm eyes glowing with a deep and cold light.

He introduced her calmly, "She is the widow of the owner of Thrushcross Grange, her name is Catherine May Boulanger. People here call her Mrs. May. She was once your friend, and she was also your accomplice."

Yan Xi narrowed his eyes and suddenly turned to look at him.

"You mean, she betrayed me?"

Luo Junheng said "Yeah", "You once fell off a horse and lost a child. The horse's hoof was tampered with. It was Catherine May. Later, it was her who was used by Sean to unite with hostile forces to plan If you want to assassinate me, the critical moment is when you block a shot for me, and the wound is right here."

As he spoke, his hand gently touched her chest close to her heart.

Yan Xi's body tensed, but she didn't move. She let him open the buttons from her neck to her chest, revealing her fair skin. There was a dazzling scar there, which looked shocking. A little further away, it was right next to her heart.Luo Junheng's slender fingertips covered with thin calluses gently stroked her there, arousing layers of shivers.

"Does it hurt?" he asked.

Yan Xi suppressed some reactions in his body and said, "Forgot."

The window lattice was grabbed by the woman's hand again, making a creaking sound. The woman tried hard to stick her head out, like a beast trapped in a cage. She bared her teeth and muttered something, and Yanxi's ears moved again. He moved and carefully identified the words in her mouth. She seemed to be calling "Hill" or "Sophia"...

Yan Xi's eyebrows flashed, "Is she crazy?"

"maybe."

Luo Junheng's face was full of indifference, "I locked her here and found different tramps to talk to her. She was pregnant with two children. After the first child was pregnant, I asked someone to help her onto the horse. She She fell off the horse three times before she lost the child; after the second child was conceived, I gave her a shot and the child died. I had someone revive her, and she went crazy."

Yan Xi listened quietly.

His voice was smooth and straightforward, but as cold as if it came from a dark cloud.

"It's really cruel." Yan Xi commented.

Luo Junheng slightly raised his lower lip, "Yes, cruel. I did the same thing to her that I did to you, but she went crazy. It can be seen that when retribution does not come to you, you cannot feel the feelings of others. painful."

Yan Xi stared at the woman in the window, her light gray eyes full of indifference.

Luo Junheng tied her clothes buttons one by one and said calmly: "Let's go."

The crazy woman was still mumbling something against the window. When she turned around, Yan Xi heard her murmur, "No, you are not Sophia, not Sophia." Yan Xi's eyes turned cold and he glanced back.

Luo Junheng didn't seem to hear, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Yan Xi responded and followed him slowly out of Thrushcross Villa.

The rain has stopped.

After getting on the carriage, Luo Junheng looked sideways at Yan Xi, raised his hand slightly to brush the broken hair on her forehead, his movements were indescribably gentle, and he asked her, "You don't remember these things at all, do you?"

Yan Xi raised her eyes and looked at him, pursed her lips tightly together, and shook her head.

"It's ok."

Luo Junheng comforted her with a gentler voice. He held her face and stared at her with his blue eyes, "You are back with me, which is better than anything else. We can start over. "

He leaned over slightly, pressed his forehead against hers, and pressed his broad and powerful palm on the back of her head.

She felt his warm breath and listened to his hoarse and low voice: "Xixi, love me again."

Yan Xi's palms were numb, and his heart was trembling.

She closed her eyes resignedly.

The words I swore in front of my adoptive father when I came here turned out to be lies after all.

She knew that she couldn't resist this man.

(End of this chapter)