Marry the first wife

Shen Zhaoxian tensed his jaw and carefully explored everything around him.

Ever since he woke up, his eyes had been plunged into darkness. He couldn't see anything, and no light could penetrate. He could only stand alone.

The doctor surnamed He said that the reason why he could not see was because of congestion in his mind. As for when he would regain his sight, it depended on fate.

When the blood congestion melts away, that's when he can see the light again, but no one knows when the blood congestion will melt away.

After all, no one can open his head to take a look and let the blood go away passively, but maybe by then, he will only be left with a cold corpse.

He had been unwilling to give up, and Han Chuang had been studying hard for eighteen years just for this moment.

But fate played a trick on him, and when his years of ambition came true, he lost his light and became a useless person who couldn't lift his hands or resist his shoulders.

He was not a child of a noble family, nor did he have so many relatives or servants to bear the consequences of him never seeing the light of day again. All he could do was accept his fate.

Fu Yao hid behind the beams and pillars, watching Shen Zhaoxian smile for a while, then show bitterness or even resentment on his face. His expressions changed in all kinds of ways, and in the end only calmness remained.

She frowned, and the shadow of the person in front of her that resembled the man with the faint arrogance of a young man in her memory gradually faded away, and she became more resigned to mediocrity.

His hands touched the hard and thick wooden board, and his feet touched the chair. Shen Zhaoxian relied on his perception to sit down steadily.

Even if he has resigned himself to mediocrity or even incompetence, he doesn't want to look too downtrodden in the eyes of others.

That's right, I don't know when there was a strange smell around him. With his extraordinary memory, that person was not someone he had been in contact with in the past two days.

Instead, he felt more like a stranger, someone he had never met before.

However, even so, Shen Zhaoxian still guessed the identity of the person.

‘Hiss~’

He suddenly retracted his hands, only to see a large area of ​​red on them, and the hot heat still remained on them. Shen Zhaoxian was trembling in pain, gritting his teeth and pretending as if nothing happened.

It's a pity that all this has already been caught by Fu Yao, who was standing aside and watching secretly. She was startled and walked forward quickly, walked to Shen Zhaoxian and looked down at his red right hand.

A flash of distress flashed through her eyes so quickly that even Fu Yao herself didn't notice it.

"Master Shen, you are injured." Fu Yao stared at Shen Zhaoxian's slender hand and said attentively.

Shen Zhaoxian lowered his head slightly, forced himself to calm down, and ignored the injury on his hand. He slowly stood up and saluted Fu Yao: "I've seen the girl before."

Seeing this scene, even though Shen Zhaoxian couldn't see Fu Yao, he returned the greeting, just like when they first met.

"Mr. Shen is well."

Fortunately, Shen Zhaoxian was injured. For convenience, Uncle He left a lot of plasters in Shen Zhaoxian's house, including burn ointment.

It is said that having an elder in the family is like having a treasure. Fu Yao never felt this in Mrs. Fu before, but now Uncle He clearly understands the meaning of this sentence.

Maybe it was because Uncle He had long expected that Shen Zhaoxian would have thousands of situations happen to him, so he left all kinds of plasters early, which can treat bruises, burns...
She found plasters to treat burns from many bottles and jars. It could be seen that Shen Zhaoxian was sitting upright. She didn't know where to start for a moment?
"If Mr. Shen doesn't mind, please let me apply medicine for Mr. Shen?" Fu Yao lowered her voice deliberately, for fear that Shen Zhaoxian would recognize her from the voice.

She believed in the intelligence of the person in front of her, and she also understood the indifference of the person in front of her. She had experienced these things deeply.

mind? Given his current situation, what qualifications do he have to mind.

Shen Zhaoxian laughed at himself and said calmly: "Sorry for bothering you, girl." Fu Yao remained silent, wet the handkerchief with cold water and wiped it gently, then carefully applied the ointment found to Shen Zhaoxian's injured area.

During this period, both of them were silent.

"You must be the young master's sister?" Although the voice asked was unquestionable, Shen Zhaoxian had already guessed about Fu Yao's identity and his situation.

The people in his place were simple and could be familiar with it with one hand. In the past two days, someone would appear in everyone's mouth, but that person never appeared in front of him.

So it is not difficult to guess that the girl in front of her is the eldest girl in the house.

However, the eldest girl's voice was somewhat similar to the voice of the person in his memory. If that person was still alive in this world, he would definitely think that it was that person appearing in front of him.

Unfortunately, she had died long ago, when he chose to leave quietly.

She originally thought that she would be able to stand by her side again after she became successful and famous. Even if she already had a loving Lang Xu and her children were at her knees, he could quietly stand behind her.

He was always there whenever she wanted.

No one could understand his despair the moment he learned of her death. A subtle pain quietly flowed into his heart, just as she sneaked into his heart.

Things that were smaller before will only grow bigger with the passage of time, growing straight into towering trees.

Shen Zhaoxian never said in front of her, "Will you marry me." 'It never existed before, and it will never exist in the future.

I don’t know if she was always resenting herself underground, but she never once spoke to Ru Meng and gave him a chance.

General Jingyuan's mansion declined too fast, so fast that he had no chance to react, so fast that he couldn't give everything for her to have a chance to survive.

He has always only resented himself. This person has passed away, and some things can only be humble and pray to meet again in dreams.

I was alone in the past, and I can only be alone in the future.

Therefore, when a similar voice appeared in his ears, he thought she had come to see him. In fact, she was not dead. His eldest daughter was still alive and well somewhere in this world.

Secretly hiding the shock and reluctance in his heart, maybe his blindness was God's punishment for him, punishing him for not expressing the surging and majestic love secretly hidden in his heart in time.

Shen Zhaoxian's eyes were blind, and Fu Yao could only judge from his face. She saw that the man in front of him stayed in place for a long time, with a somewhat nostalgic look on his face.

"Mr. Shen? Mr. Shen? Mr. Shen?"

Fu Yao called out several times, and Shen Zhaoxian finally came back to his senses and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, big girl."

Fu Yao raised her head and glanced at Shen Zhaoxian, then smiled and said, "Mr. Shen, did I hurt you?"

Shen Zhaoxian shook his head repeatedly and replied: "No, I just remembered some past events."

"past?"

Hearing the eldest girl's doubtful and curious voice, Shen Zhaoxian remained silent. Even if his voice sounded like the person next to him, he was not the person in the dream after all.

(repair)