Mr. Huo, stop being abusive. Miss Fu is going on a blind date again.

Li Qin secretly thought something bad and hurried upstairs and found that Qin Heng was also there.

"Xiaoqin, why are you here?" Qin Heng stopped lighting his cigarette and walked towards her.

Li Qin glanced at the closed door worriedly.

"A Zheng didn't answer my call last night. I was afraid something would happen to him, so I came over quickly to have a look. Qin Heng, what happened to A Zheng?"

Qin Heng looked embarrassed.

It's really hard to say what happened to Fu Yan.

Especially in front of Li Qin, it was even more difficult to say anything.

"In the past few years when you were away, Azheng and Fu Yan later..."

"I know." Li Qin interrupted Qin Heng.

She didn't want to hear about A Zheng and Fu Yan from other people.

Now that Fu Yan is gone, this person will no longer exist.

Qin Heng was stunned for a moment. He frowned and lit his cigarette. "Fu Yan left without saying hello. A Zheng searched for her all night and couldn't find her. He is in a bad mood now."

Even though he had heard what Mr. Huo said, Li Qin's heart still felt as if he had been pricked by a needle when he actually heard it from Qin Heng's mouth.

"How bad is it?" She had some thoughts in her mind.

When Qin Heng dusted off the cigarette ashes, he lowered his eyes.

The tone was very depressing, "It's only a critical point away from the situation when he was thirteen years old."

Li Qin clenched his fingers suddenly, turned around without hesitation, and opened the door. Qin Heng made a gesture to stop him.

"Qin Heng, you have forgotten that I was the one who allowed A Zheng to return to a normal life. You believe me."

Of course Qin Heng did not forget it.

How bad was Huo Mingzheng's situation that year?

He is moody, masochistic, and cruel.

Later, Li Qin stayed with him in the room all night, and his condition gradually improved.

Then later return to normal life.

From the age of thirteen to twenty-nine, for sixteen years, my mood has been relatively stable.

Qin Heng's hand dropped, "Okay, I'll leave it to you."

Li Qin pursed her lips, "There's no need to talk about this between A Zheng and I."

She opened the door and went in. Qin Heng glanced at her back meaningfully, turned around and walked to the window to continue smoking.

Li Qin closed the door with his backhand.

The master bedroom was dark, and the curtains on the floor-to-ceiling windows were tightly closed.

Li Qin subconsciously turned on the switch on the wall.

"Clap" sound.

The lights are on.

Suddenly a wine bottle hit this side.

The glass shattered and exploded under Li Qin's feet.

"Turn off the lights." The man's cold and hoarse voice suddenly sounded.

Li Qin's heart skipped a beat.

Huo Minzheng sat on the ground in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and the messy wine bottles beside him fell to the ground.

"Ah Zheng..."

The man suddenly raised his bloodshot eyes, his voice without any warmth, "I told you to turn off the lights."

"it is good."

Li Qin's nose felt sour, so she turned off the light in cooperation.

As her eyes gradually adapted to the darkness, she was gradually able to see the room clearly, and she slowly moved in front of Huo Mingzheng.

"A Zheng, it's me."

The man was motionless.

Li Qin swept away the beer bottles with her hands and knelt down in front of him. Suddenly, a black shadow passed in front of her, and a big cold hand suddenly grabbed her neck!

"Uh! A Zheng..." Li Qin's face suddenly turned pale.

Huo Minzheng's hand squeezed tighter and tighter, and Li Qin instinctively raised his hand to open his fingers and pinch the back of his hand.

"A Zheng...it's...it's me, A Zheng..."

Li Qin's face, which was pale with fright at first, gradually became congested with blood, and as time passed, it turned purple.

The air in my lungs became thinner inch by inch.

However, Huo Minzheng didn't seem to recognize her, and his fingers kept tightening. She had no doubt that he would strangle her to death in the next second.

"It's...I, Azheng, I am...Xiaowen."

In the dim light, Li Qin could not see Huo Minzheng's face or his reaction, but he could feel his fingers stiff and trembling.

The strength of the hand is slowly relaxing.

She took advantage of the situation and grabbed his hand away.

Li Qin covered her neck and breathed heavily. The air flowed into her throat and she felt a burning tingling sensation. She leaned on the sofa next to her, gasping and coughing uncontrollably, and tears welled up in her eyes.

But she ignored her fear and felt heartbroken when she saw the lonely Huo Minzheng sitting in the corner.

She rushed over, "Azheng, I'm Xiaowen, I'm here, and I'm with you."

"Xiaowen..."

It was Huo Mingzheng's murmuring voice.

Li Qin was overjoyed, groping in the dim light, hugging Huo Mingzheng's head, and hugged him tightly in his arms just like before.

"It's okay, Azheng, it's okay, I'm here, I'll always be with you."

Huo Mingzheng, who was on the verge of mania just now, gradually calmed down.

Li Qin cried with joy.

She is not Xiaowen.

She didn’t know who Xiaowen was either.

It was just that I heard Huo Minzheng shouting the word "Xiao Wen" from the unconscious Huo Minzheng.

At that time, he suddenly woke up. The sedative the doctor gave him was not very effective. He was so manic that he did not recognize that the person in front of him was her, and he almost strangled her to death.

She shouted out Xiaowen in desperation.

Something unexpected happened. Huo Minzheng, who was in a manic state a second ago, suddenly calmed down.

He released his grip on her hand and called her Xiaowen.

After that, she lied that she was Xiaowen to calm his mood, talked to him all night, and held his hand when he fell asleep.

Just like now, Li Qin held his head and let him rest on his lap.

Huo Mingzheng gradually calmed down.

Li Qin breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

She was still thinking about this method before and wondered if it would still work, after all, it had been so many years.

Unexpectedly, Huo Minzheng still fell silent after hearing the word Xiao Wen.

Who is this little article?

But it's not important now. What's important is that Huo Minzheng calmed down and just listened to her words like he did back then.

"Azheng, have a good sleep. When you wake up, everything will be over."

"You will live well, work well and take good care of yourself."

"You will also forget Fu Yan and never think of this person again."

……

A black car drives on the streets of Zurich.

At this moment, it was still early morning in Zurich, the sunlight was thin on the streets, and a row of pigeons flew over the square.

Fu Yan leaned against the window drowsily, feeling a sharp stabbing pain in his heart for no apparent reason.

She opened her eyes suddenly and looked at it carefully. The tingling sensation disappeared again, as if it had never happened.

Looking at the unfamiliar environment passing by outside the car window, the unfamiliar words in the shops on the street, everything is so strange and unreal.

She froze for a moment.

Only then did I realize that I had actually arrived in Zurich.

The car stopped on the lawn outside a house.

The house was three stories high, with a pointed roof, a small yard, and flowers that Fu Yan couldn't name were planted inside the fence.

Fu Hanlin pushed open the door and got out of the car, walked around to this side and opened the door. He stood in the sun, and his whole body seemed to be gilded with a halo.

"Fu Yan, this will be your home from now on."