Brat, I'm your mommy!

Chapter 378

Jia Ye quickly reached out, grabbed the man's shoulder, and helped her stabilize.The man also hurriedly raised his head and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I left too hastily..."

Just as her face was raised halfway, Jia Ye's hand holding her shoulders suddenly tightened, and her voice was as low as the tremolo of a violin, "Yingxi?"

When the other party saw him again, he was also taken aback, stood there dumbfounded, and was about to answer something, but Jia Ye let go of his hand and laughed at himself: "I misidentified the person, it may be because of the alcohol, but...you guys It's really like it. It's exactly the same."

If he hadn't known that Mai Yingxi was no longer alive, then he would really have taken the woman in front of him as Mai Yingxi.It was so similar, as if it was carved out of the same mold, but her face looked softer, with a kind of tranquility and calmness bestowed by the years.

The other party seemed to have no intention of blaming him for his misidentification. In fact, she smiled and looked at Jia Ye quietly.Even though he didn't say a word, those eyes seemed to be filled with thousands of words.

Jia Ye became more humble, and continued to apologize for his mistakes, but although he admitted that he had made a mistake, his feet seemed to be nailed, and he still refused to move an inch.

"If I didn't know that she is indeed an only daughter, I would really like to ask you if you have a twin sister." Jia Ye's joke was more like persuading herself, persuading herself to leave this illusion.

He was really drunk, he never thought that a glass of wine could be so drunk.

"Then who is she?" If Jia Ye pays attention to observe, he will find that the other party is still smiling, the smile is soft and gentle, just like the warm sun in March, and the gaze she casts on him is gentle, with a hint of familiar slyness .

"She—" Jia Ye wanted to laugh it off, and then continued on her own way, but her mouth moved involuntarily, wanting to answer any of her questions, wanting to tell something, something that has never been told all these years.

Facing a stranger, a strange woman who resembled Mai Yingxi, he was suddenly overwhelmed by Xuezang's thoughts.

"She is my most cherished friend, and later became my sister-in-law, and she is also the first and last person I have loved." Jia Ye dropped this sentence lightly, and saluted very gentlemanly, " Then, my honorable lady, please accept my apology again, and good night."

The woman, to be precise, saw the ad, and Mai Yingxi, who came to see Gu Yanqing, stayed where she was.

The laughter that had already rushed out of her mouth and the surprise of "Idiot Jia Ye, I am Mai Yingxi" also stopped in her throat. She looked at the back of Jia Ye who had already walked towards the end of the corridor, her eyes suddenly Covered with moisture.

Thank you, Jia Ye, all the time, thank you.

……Feel sorry.

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People all over the world are looking for Xuanji, but at this time, she really hasn't left the city.

Hai Wenli once bought real estate in Paris, and she probably realized at that time that the house was not in her name. For this reason, it was not taken back by the organization, but an old gardener has been taking care of it until now.

After Xuanji's accident, she took her to this suburban villa, which is far away from the urban area, with beautiful scenery and few people.After all, Hai Wenli came from the hail of bullets, and she knew how to deal with crises.The best protection now is to avoid the wind.No matter how this matter is handled, at least the urban area is not safe now, and they can't rush to fly back home.

Because of the fact that no one has lived here for a long time, although the water and electricity can still be used here, there is no TV signal, and of course, there is no Internet.However, they didn't seem to care about those things. In the first few days when they moved here, Xuanji was in a daze, often sitting there in a daze facing a wall, a flower, or a book.

Hai Wenli is also very busy. She has been under house arrest for so long, and now that she is free, she seems to be enthusiastic about playing the role of a good mother and a good grandmother.Xuanji's "little uncle" has a Chinese name again, called "Beibei". Every morning, Hai Wenli will go to the nearby market to buy things. She prepares breakfast, lunch and dinner in different ways. , she would stand under the eaves and shout towards the courtyard: "Xuanji, Beibei, come in for dinner." This kind of shouting always reminded her of her own childhood, her mother also called her naughty child to come back Eater—but then she was too far away to hear the yelling from home.

The isolated but quiet and stable life lasted for five full days. During these five days, they ignored the outside affairs at all, and naturally they didn't know that there were several other people in this city who wanted to find Xuanji. , and almost mad.

On the morning of the fifth day, when Hai Wenli came back from the market, she bought some fashionable food, one of which was dried fish wrapped in old newspaper.When Xuanji helped her tidy up the cabinet, she casually flipped through the newspaper, and then she saw the news.

A small piece of news, probably because it is inconvenient to make a big report, so I just vaguely mentioned the car that fell into the sea, the blurred background of the people in the car, and a photo of the scene where the crane lifted the rear of the car .

Xuanji kept staring at the newspaper, until she walked out of the kitchen, she was still holding the newspaper, out of her mind.

Hai Wenli didn't pay much attention to it at first, she thought she saw some interesting news, she stood in the kitchen, looked through the window glass at Xuanji who had already walked to the courtyard, the more she looked at it, the more she felt something was wrong, until finally, Hai Wenli Li suddenly realized: If Xuanji didn't stop her steps and continued to look down at the newspaper with her head down, then she would fall into the lake in front of her.

Hai Wenli threw away the spatula and ran out quickly. While running, she called Xuanji's name loudly, "Xuanji, stop! Be careful ahead!"

She ran closer, and Xuanji heard her voice. She raised her head in a daze, and looked at Wang Cuilan who was already under her feet. Hai Wenli had already grabbed her arm. Hai Wenli's strength was not counted. Little, with a slight tug, she was pulled in front of him, away from the dangerous lake.

"What are you looking at so preoccupied?! Don't die!" Hai Wenli was terrified, and her tone was certainly not good.

Although she hasn't been with this granddaughter for a few days, probably because she wants to make up for her mother, Hai Wenli has always cared about Xuanji.

However, Hai Wenli regretted it before the lingering stern reprimand was over.

She saw Xuanji's tears.

In fact, Xuanji burst into tears.

Even at the moment when she was pointed at by Lei Xirui, she never cried so miserably. Hai Wenli looked at her in astonishment, her heart ached uncontrollably, she opened her arms and hugged her little girl into her arms , asked carefully: "What's the matter? What happened?"

There are not many things that can make Xuanji cry.

"He died. He fell into the sea with people and the car. The sea must be very cold...he must be very cold..." Xuanji's face was pressed against Hai Wenli's shoulder, and all the suppressed emotions were finally released. , She whimpered and clenched the newspaper tightly in her hands, piercing the paper with her fingers and crumpling it into a ball.

Hai Wenli only thought for a while, and she already knew who that "he" was.

Only Lei Xirui.

"Xuanji, didn't you know it a long time ago? Since the day you fought against him, isn't this the result you want? Why are you still so sad?" She comforted her while asking in confusion.

Regarding Lei Xirui, during the few days they got along, Xuanji had already told Hai Wenli in detail.And when Xuanji told her story, she would always describe her various schemes and her hatred for him, so Hai Wenli didn't understand, she didn't understand Xuanji's sudden sadness after learning of Lei Xirui's death, Where did it come from?

Xuanji didn't answer, but just supported her on her shoulder, mourning endlessly.

Hai Wenli was suddenly blessed, she pushed Xuanji away suddenly, stared into her crying eyes, and said in shock: "God, you're in love with him, you've already fallen in love with him."

The time she spent with Lei Xirui was good, in fact, it was only a few hours, but these few hours were enough for Hai Wenli to see Lei Xirui clearly, he was a very handsome man with a charming voice and eyes Deep and deep, exuding aristocratic nobility and mystery all over his body, he was a man with fatal allure. Xuanji had been with him day and night for seven years.

Yes, I don’t know when they started to love each other, but no one would admit it. Thinking of this, Hai Wenli suddenly felt a chill: Lei Xirui didn’t shoot Xuanji in the end, maybe it wasn’t because of his kindness , precisely his cruelty.

He knew, he knew from the beginning, he knew that Xuanji had been poisoned, the poison came from him, there was no cure for the poison, and the only reason was to let her live to hear the news of her death.She will be distraught, sad and regretful.This is his punishment, the punishment from heaven.

As for this guess, Xuanji didn't affirm or deny it. She was sobbing, trembling all over, with a look of despair.

Hai Wenli sighed deeply in her heart.

She knew she guessed right.

"But... If you love him, why didn't you be honest before? Even at the last moment, you have the opportunity to express your deepest thoughts to him. Is it so difficult to express your true thoughts? Even if your results are still the same, but If you had said it before, you wouldn't be so sad now." Whether it's comforting or deceiving yourself, if Xuanji had told him the truth once, even if Lei Xirui died, she wouldn't be so sad.

It was precisely because she never said it that she regretted it, and was unable to vent and resolve it.

"I can't say, I have nothing to say." Xuanji shook her head, and replied intermittently in a low voice: "I don't know, even if I know, what should I do?! Between us, from the very beginning Game, the first day he approached me, the first thing he said was to ask me: Xuanji, do you dare to play a game with me. This is our destiny, if one day the game stops, we will be over , In fact, I know very well in my heart that he cares about me only because I am his only equal opponent, but if we are no longer opponents, to him who is so proud and cold, I am no different from other women. The women brought back from the bar, those women who fell for his charm... I don't want to admit defeat, even if it's over, I don't want to lose everything in that embarrassing way."

"Xuanji..."

"It's nothing, it's really nothing, give me a little time, everything will be fine, I spent seven years thinking about how to destroy him, now, I succeeded, didn't I? I succeeded, I should be happy, right ?" Xuanji said, raising her face, trying very hard to show a smile, but in Hai Wenli's eyes, that smile was more uncomfortable than crying.

She didn't expose her clumsy bravado, but hugged Xuanji back into her arms and sighed softly, "Yes, everything will be fine."

Xuanji bit her lip, swallowing the rest of her sobs.

The dinner that day was very simple. Hai Wenli made the bed for her early and asked Xuanji to go to the upstairs room to have a good rest. Xuanji was also very obedient. She went to bed and covered her with the quilt. Hai Wenli kissed her forehead and said, Say goodnight, then turn off the lights and the door.

Xuanji was indeed sleeping very hard. She closed her eyes, trying to make herself think about some happy things, or rows of neatly arranged little sheep, but the image that appeared in her mind was always that face, that A smile that is not a smile, sometimes cold, sometimes deep, and sometimes childlike.Her heart was ashamed, this feeling was ten thousand times stronger than losing Lu Zijian.Almost back to those few nights seven years ago.

When she was half asleep and half awake, tortured by memories and nightmares, a hand slowly stroked her cheek, as if a feather was gliding across the water, tender and lingering.The familiar and dangerous voice, accompanied by the charming heat, blew gently in her ears.

Like a call from the devil.

"Xuanji, I'm back. Did you miss me?"

Perhaps, the game is not over yet.

(End of this chapter)