After I divorced Slag Gong, I became a sea king [Rebirth]

"Auntie, I'm here to visit Han Shicheng and you, not to pester him."

This elder who loved Ling Xuan very much in his previous life made Ling Xuan unable to say any cruel words.

When the matter developed to this point, Ling Xuan completely blamed himself for not being cruel enough. Yes, he should be more cruel and not show Han Shicheng any sympathy. When Han Se-seung's sensitive period was disordered, he didn't give any eyes, just like when he trampled on his friendship and first love when he was 17 years old, he trampled on Han Se-seung's self-esteem.

Even when faced with Han Mu's original request, he should refuse coldly. If he wants, he can even mock the good son Han Mu taught.

It's a pity that there is nothing if.

Ling Xuan hated his own mercy.

"I promise you, of course, please tell Han Shicheng after he wakes up, don't come to me again, I hope you and him have a good life, let the past go."

Ling Xuan looked at Zhao Ji who was on the side again: "You too."

The cold wind came in from the window at one end of the corridor, and rolled up the corners of Ling Xuan's windbreaker. He gathered the windbreaker and bowed to Han Mu.

"If you have any other requests, you can come to Xingxing Xingguang to find me, and I will agree to you."

After finishing speaking, Ling Xuan turned around and walked towards the elevator entrance. Mother Han's heart-piercing crying came from behind him. He endured it, and finally disappeared in the elevator.

A few days later, Ling Xuan was discharged from the hospital. He was the object of Xingxing Xingguang's praise. After this incident, Xingxing Xingguang helped him block all the negative news and ensured that when he was discharged from the hospital, he received blessings.

But Ling Xuan still feels busy. He has obviously been to the police station, held a press conference, and visited the injured fans in this incident. When he sleeps at night, he still feels that something is pressing on his heart and shoulders. superior.

He began to suffer from insomnia and restlessness, and frantically searched the Internet for information about patients with brain injuries.

Just like more than ten years ago, he would always ask other people "how much will it cost to cure my disease", "how much will it cost to buy a small gallery and a garden."

Now, money is no longer a problem for him, but there are always things that money can't do.

Han Shicheng hadn't woken up after the operation, and Ling Xuan was also getting haggard.

"Let me tell you, Ling Xuan can't do this."

Xiang Jia was so anxious that her mouth was frothy, she grabbed Bosi Ren and began to mutter: "Let me tell you, he is really—really under too much psychological pressure. This is how to do ah."

Bosi Ren also had a headache in his heart. He had chatted with Ling Xuan several times, but Ling Xuan seemed to wrap himself up even more, and his sense of guilt was increasing day by day. It didn't make him less guilty.

And just like he promised Han Mu, he never took a look at Han Shicheng.

"Is Han Shicheng still awake?"

Xiang Jia shook his head: "The Han family invited many foreign brain experts, but the longer the time drags on, the more and more hope will be lost."

"Amitabha." Xiang Jia clasped his hands together and began to pray, "I'm going to burn incense this Friday, Mr. Han, please wake up, everyone is worried about you, please."

Bosi Ren said, "I'll go too, and take Ling Xuan with me by the way."

Bosi Ren invited Ling Xuan in the name of distraction, or in the name of fans, saying that the fans had asked him for a lot of peace charms in the ancient temple on the mountain, and asked him to take a look, so that the fans could feel at ease.

Ling Xuan agreed.

On Friday, Bosi Ren drove and took Ling Xuan and Xiang Jia up the mountain to worship Buddha.

It was drizzling and it was a working day, so not many people went up the mountain.

Xiang Jia changed a lot of new banknotes, worshiped Buddha when he met Buddha, and donated a sum of incense money to the temple. Ling Xuan didn't believe in gods and Buddhas, and he had no interest. When Xiang Jia went to worship Buddha, he put on a raincoat and sat Watch the scenery from the stone bench outside.

"Is it cold in the rain?"

Ren Bosi went to buy two bottles of water, walked over and unscrewed them, and handed Ling Xuan one.

Ling Xuan took it over: "It's not cold."

Fortunately, both of them were caged in raincoats, so outsiders didn't find out that these two were actor kings and one of the most popular streamers nowadays.

Bosi Ren sat on the stone bench next to him, and together with Ling Xuan, he looked at Xiang Jia who was devoutly worshiping Buddha in the treasure hall.

The Buddha's name was solemn, and the old layman rang three bells for Xiang Jia. Xiang Jia stood up after worshiping the Buddha, and thanked the old layman with palms together.

"After the rain, there will always be sunshine." The old layman said with a smile, "I wish you good luck in your future life."

When Xiang Jia heard it, hey, there's something going on here.

She hurriedly crossed the threshold holding an umbrella.

"Let's go, let's get a lottery." Xiang Jia greeted Bosi Ren and Ling Xuan, "It's right behind."

Xiang Jia went to pray to the Buddha first, and then took Ren Bosi and Ling Xuan to ask for a lottery in the side room of the Daxiong Palace where the lottery was asked.

There is no one to solve the lottery here, only a bamboo tube containing several lottery sticks.

"That's it, shake it by yourself?" Xiang Jia picked up the bamboo tube and looked around, "I heard that asking for lottery is very effective here, this is too casual."

"Sincerity is spirit."

An aunt came over, she is a volunteer here, but only to maintain the order of tourists.

Xiang Jia asked, "Then can I ask for anything?"

The aunt said: "It's all right, but I can only ask for myself."

"Is that so?" Xiang Jia put down the bamboo tube with some regret. The main reason she came here was for Ling Xuan and Han Shicheng.

"Let me do it." Bosi Ren picked up the bamboo tube and walked aside, "Is it okay to just shake the bamboo tube like this?"

Auntie said: "Just recite the things in your heart silently, sincerity will lead to spirit."

A bamboo stick fell to the ground, Bosi Ren picked it up and looked at it, at first he was taken aback, then smiled relievedly, and put the stick back.

Xiang Jia was curious: "What kind of lottery are you asking for? Don't you want someone to explain it?"

The aunt said: "This is all up to you to understand. If you really can't figure it out, I can help you understand it."

Xiang Jia pushed Ling Xuan: "That's just right, let Ling Xuan go."

Ling Xuan said, "I don't believe—"

"Bah bah, you have to be in awe of the gods." Xiang Jia clasped his palms together and recited two more Buddhist mantras, then handed the bamboo tube to Ling Xuan.

Ling Xuan was a little distressed: "I don't know what to ask for."

"Anything is fine, if it really doesn't work, whatever you draw counts."

"Okay." Ling Xuan took the bamboo tube, he didn't go to the side of the futon to kneel down and beg for a lottery, but stood on the side of the desk with the bamboo tube, and before he could shake it, two tourists ran in in a panic , hit Ling Xuan once, and a bamboo stick landed on the desk.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The two tourists asked the volunteer auntie, "Is there a lost and found office? My card bag was lost."

The aunt pointed out the direction for the tourists. After the two tourists left, she looked back, and Ling Xuan frowned and stared at the lottery in silence.

"what happened?"

Xiang Jia also stepped on his feet and wanted to read: "Dian Dan, what words are written on it?"

"No words." Ling Xuan turned around and asked Bosi Ren, "Brother, is there any words on your signature?"

Bosi Ren said, "Yes."

"Don't you have one? Blank sign? Don't you?"

Xiang Jia walked over to take a look, and found a lotus flower carved on the sign in Ling Xuan's hand.

"Lotus? What were you thinking just now??"

Ling Xuan inserted the stick back into the bamboo tube: "Just don't think about anything, let's go."

"Aren't you going to ask your aunt to help you undo the sign?"

"Do not--"

Before Ling Xuan finished speaking, the volunteer aunt said: "The lotus flower will not be stained when it emerges from the mud. Wealth and wealth will be as you wish, and more children will bring more blessings."

This lottery sounded like a top lottery, and Xiang Jia was very satisfied.

The volunteer aunt said: "Generally speaking, if you get a lotus lotus here, it means that there is a newcomer in the family."

Newcomer?Xiang Jia looked at Ling Xuan's abdomen.

Ling Xuan said with a smile: "How can it be so fast, let's go."

Xiang Jia was only joking around as a volunteer, not to mention that Ling Xuan was devoted to his career, even if something happened, he would not fool around with a child.

"Okay, let's go then."

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the three of them planned to go down the mountain. Xiang Jia held an umbrella and ran to the parking lot to pick up the car. Ren Bosi and Ling Xuan walked behind.

When Xiang Jia was gone, Ling Xuan asked Bosi Ren, "Brother, do you think this lottery will work?"

Ren Bosi said: "For me, it may be a little spiritual."

Ling Xuan walked a few steps in silence, then suddenly said: "I hope it doesn't work, and I hope it works a little bit."

Ren Bosi stopped.

"Can you tell me why?"

Bosi Ren exhausted all his softness and gentleness, he knew that Ling Xuan's guilt feeling in his heart could not be borne by himself, but Ling Xuan closed himself too much.

Like the conversation again and again, this time, Ling Xuan still did not answer him.

At this moment, an SUV sped up and stopped beside the two of them. The window opened, revealing Xiang Jia's excited and excited face.

"Han Shicheng is awake!"

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Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Strawstalk 2 pieces; 1 piece of boiling lemon tea; thanks to the little angels for irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of shanene; 2 bottles of salt and pepper mushrooms; thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!