On the day of breaking off the engagement, I got married to my ex-uncle

Chu Xixi only felt a buzzing in her ears, and the doctor's voice seemed to come from the distant sky, vague and unclear. She staggered back a few steps, her eyes went dark, and her body fell straight backwards.

"Xixi!" Qin Shiyu quickly supported her and called her name anxiously, "What's wrong with you? Don't scare me!"

Chu Xixi leaned weakly on Qin Shiyu's shoulder, her face pale without a trace of blood. Huo Hangfan was dead? Was he really dead? The man who had always said he loved her and had been entangled with her in every way, had left this world just like that?

An indescribable emotion surged in her heart, like sadness, like relief, and mixed with a hint of inexplicable fear. Chu Xixi bit her lips hard until she tasted a hint of sweet and fishy taste, and then she managed to calm herself down.

"Shi Yu, I'm fine, I just... feel a little uncomfortable." Chu Xixi said weakly, her voice trembling, as if she would cry in the next second.

Qin Shiyu looked at her distressedly, patted her back gently, and comforted her: "It's okay, it's okay, Xixi, everything will pass. You are weak now, I will help you to rest."

Chu Xixi nodded weakly, letting Qin Shiyu help her walk to a rest chair in the hospital corridor and sit down. She covered her face with her hands, took a deep breath, and tried to calm herself down.

At this moment, a cold voice sounded behind them: "What? Huo Hangfan is dead, are you sad?"

Chu Xixi raised her head suddenly and saw Xu Yuanmo's expressionless face. He put his hands in his trouser pockets and looked down at her. His eyes were as cold as ice, without a trace of warmth.

"Why are you here?" Chu Xixi asked with a frown, a hint of displeasure in her tone.

"What? I can't come?" Xu Yuanmo raised his eyebrows, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone, "Or do you want me to cry my heart out like you do when another man dies?"

His words were like a sharp blade, piercing Chu Xixi's heart. She stood up suddenly, glared at Xu Yuanmo, and said with gritted teeth: "Xu Yuanmo, don't go too far! Huo Hangfan and I have nothing to do with each other anymore!"

"Nothing to do with it? Then why did you come to the hospital to see him? And you have such a sad expression on your face as if your husband has died?" Xu Yuanmo pressed on step by step, his tone aggressive.

"You..." Chu Xixi was so angry that she was shaking all over, but she was unable to refute.

"What? Was I right? Chu Xixi, don't forget, you are my wife now! You should keep your distance from your ex-boyfriend!" Xu Yuanmo stretched out his finger and poked her shoulder hard. Every word he said seemed to carry the weight of a thousand pounds, making it difficult for her to breathe.

Chu Xixi was startled by his sudden anger. She subconsciously took a step back, but he grabbed her wrist and pulled her in front of him.

"Let me go!" Chu Xixi struggled hard, but to no avail.

Xu Yuanmo's hands were like iron clamps, tightly holding her wrists, making her unable to move. He lowered his head and approached her face, their noses almost touching.

"Chu Xixi, you'd better remember your identity! You are my woman!" His voice was low and dangerous, like the growl of a wild beast, causing Chu Xixi's heart to beat uncontrollably.

Chu Xixi's heart was beating wildly. She didn't know what this man was trying to do, but his eyes and his tone made her feel extremely scared and uneasy.

At this moment, hurried footsteps were heard from the other end of the corridor, accompanied by a woman's scream: "Oh no! Zhao Xueer committed suicide!"

When Xu Yuanmo heard the voice, he suddenly let go of Chu Xixi's hand and turned to walk towards the direction of the voice.

Chu Xixi was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly followed.

At the end of the corridor, the door of the ward was surrounded by doctors and nurses. A woman was crying at the top of her lungs, her voice filled with despair and pain.

"Xue'er! Xue'er! Why are you so stupid? Why are you doing such stupid things?"

Chu Xixi recognized at a glance that the crying woman was Zhao Xueer's mother.

She squeezed into the crowd and came to the door of the ward. Through the gaps in the crowd, she saw a pale woman lying on the bed. It was Zhao Xueer.

At this moment, how could Zhao Xueer still have any of the glory she once had? Her wrist was wrapped in thick gauze, which had been stained red by blood. Her face was as pale as paper and lifeless, as if she would leave this world at any time.

Chu Xixi's heart sank suddenly.

Chu Xixi only felt a buzzing in her ears, and the doctor's voice seemed to come from a distant void. She couldn't see anything in front of her, nor could she hear the sounds around her. The whole world seemed to be left with only her and the five words "Huo Hangfan is dead".

"Xixi? Xixi, what's wrong with you?" Qin Shiyu's anxious voice sounded in her ears. Chu Xixi came back to her senses. She shook her head, trying to keep herself awake.

"I'm fine..." Chu Xixi's voice was dry and hoarse, like someone who had been walking in the desert for many days, struggling to squeeze out the last bit of strength.

"You said you were fine, but you look so pale!" Qin Shiyu supported Chu Xixi and said distressedly, "Why don't we go back first? I'll stay here and take care of it."

Chu Xixi shook her head, took a deep breath, and tried to calm herself down. Huo Hangfan was dead, and now was not the time for her to be weak. She still had a lot of things to do.

"No, I want to stay, I want to see him..." Chu Xixi's voice trembled, but she still insisted on her decision.

Qin Shiyu couldn't persuade her, so he had to accompany her into the ward.

Huo Hangfan lay quietly on the hospital bed, his face as pale as paper. His once high-spirited eyes and brows were now tightly closed, and he no longer had the arrogance and domineeringness of the past.

Chu Xixi walked to the bedside and looked at his face intently, feeling mixed emotions.

Once upon a time, he was her beloved lover, the one she wanted to spend her life with. But later, he betrayed her and hurt her, making her completely give up on him.

Now, he was dead, leaving this world without any warning, without even a chance to say sorry to her.

Chu Xixi suddenly felt very tired, very tired. She closed her eyes and let the tears slide down the corners of her eyes.

"Xixi..." Qin Shiyu hugged her distressedly and comforted her softly, "Don't cry, the dead cannot be resurrected, you have to take care of yourself..."

Chu Xixi didn't say anything, but buried her head in Qin Shiyu's arms and cried silently.

Outside the ward, Xu Yuanmo stood there quietly, watching this scene, a complex emotion flashed in his deep eyes.

He had someone teach Huo Hangfan a lesson last night. He originally just wanted to teach him a lesson, but he didn't expect...

"President, you need me..." the assistant beside him asked in a low voice.

"No need." Xu Yuanmo waved his hand and turned to leave.

Chu Xixi stayed in the hospital for a day and left with Qin Shiyu in the evening.

Walking out of the hospital, Chu Xixi took a deep breath. The cold air made her a little more sober.

"Xixi, let me take you home." Qin Shiyu looked at her worriedly.

"No need, Shi Yu, I just want to be alone." Chu Xixi forced a smile.

"But……"

"I'm fine, don't worry."

Qin Shiyu wanted to say something else, but seeing the determination in Chu Xixi's eyes, he had to give up, "Okay then, be careful and call me if anything happens."

"Yes, I understand. Thank you, Shigure."

After bidding farewell to Qin Shiyu, Chu Xixi walked aimlessly on the street alone. The lights were on, and pedestrians were coming and going on the street, with happy smiles on their faces. Only she was like a lost child who couldn't find the way home.

Suddenly, a black Maybach stopped in front of her, and the window slowly lowered, revealing Xu Yuanmo's angular face.

"Get in the car." His tone left no room for doubt.

Chu Xixi was stunned for a moment and subconsciously wanted to refuse, but when she saw the dominance in his eyes that could not be refused, she nodded for some reason, opened the car door and got in.

The carriage was filled with a faint scent of men's perfume, which was pleasant but also unfamiliar.

"Where are we going?" Xu Yuanmo started the car and asked.

Chu Xixi finally came to her senses and turned to look at him, only to be met with a pair of eyes as deep as the sea.

"I..." Chu Xixi's heartbeat inexplicably accelerated. She wanted to look away, but his eyes were firmly fixed on hers.

"Look at me." His voice was low and magnetic, carrying an irresistible magic.

Chu Xixi's heart beat faster, and she felt her cheeks getting hot, as if they had been roasted by a stove.

"I... I'm fine, you don't have to worry about me..." Chu Xixi's voice was as soft as a mosquito, and it was almost impossible to hear what she was saying.

"Chu Xixi," Xu Yuanmo suddenly called her name, with a hint of barely perceptible tenderness in his tone, "Look at me."

Chu Xixi's heart trembled suddenly, and she slowly raised her head and met his gaze.

When their eyes met, time seemed to stand still.

"Tell me, where do you want to go?" His voice was low and hoarse, as if it had a bewitching power to deceive people.

Chu Xixi's heart beat faster and faster, and she felt like she was almost unable to breathe.

She didn't know what was wrong with her, why did she have such a strange feeling?

She should obviously hate him and blame him, but why, in front of him, she...

"I think..." Chu Xixi moved her lips, but didn't know what to say.

"What do you want?" Xu Yuanmo's voice became even deeper, with a hint of danger.

"I..." A crazy idea suddenly flashed through Chu Xixi's mind.

"I want..." She took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to say, "I want to go to the hotel."

A hint of surprise flashed across Xu Yuanmo's eyes, and then a wicked arc appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"it is good."

He stepped on the accelerator, and the car sped away like an arrow...

The glaring incandescent light at the door of the emergency room seemed to swallow Chu Xixi. The doctor's announcement echoed in her ears, over and over again, like a blunt knife cutting her heart repeatedly. Huo Hangfan died? The boy who once said he loved her and chased her across several streets just to give her a piece of cheap strawberry cake, the boy who gave her a warm hug when she was at her lowest, just died like this?

"Xixi, don't be too sad. This, this is not your fault..." Qin Shiyu hugged Chu Xixi helplessly, but did not dare to use force, as if Chu Xixi was some fragile precious porcelain.

Chu Xixi wanted to force a smile to comfort her friend, but when the corners of her mouth moved, it was uglier than crying. In the end, she could only lean weakly on Qin Shiyu's shoulder and let her tears slide silently.

"Why is he so stupid..."

"The police said that Huo Hangfan was drunk and accidentally fell off the overpass..." Qin Shiyu's voice became lower and lower, as if he was afraid of disturbing something.

Chu Xixi raised her head suddenly and grabbed Qin Shiyu's arm with such force that Qin Shiyu gasped, "Impossible! Huo Hangfan, he's obviously very happy recently, he said he wants to open a studio, and also..."

"What else do you want?" Qin Shiyu asked cautiously.

Chu Xixi's tears were flowing more and more, but her voice became so low that it was almost inaudible, "I still need to save money to marry me..."

Qin Shiyu was stunned. She felt so distressed when she saw Chu Xixi like this. She knew better than anyone how deep the relationship between Chu Xixi and Huo Hangfan was.

"Xixi, don't be like this. The dead cannot be resurrected. You, you still have me..." Qin Shiyu comforted her clumsily, but didn't know what to say to ease his friend's pain.

Yes, the dead cannot be resurrected. But why did it have to be Huo Hangfan, why now...