How to continue the beauty of the stuffing

Capital, Han family.

"Han Chen! You've only been back to the capital for a few days, where are you going?" In the hall, Mother Han looked at Han Chen who was about to leave with his luggage, and quickly stood up from the sofa.

"Looking for a fiancee!" Han Chen stopped, turning his head and staring at his mother silently.

He always felt that his mother knew about his fiancee, but for some reason she kept hiding it from him.But it doesn't matter, if she doesn't say anything, he will look for it by himself, in the ends of the world, he will always find her.

Sure enough, Han Mu's face changed instantly when she heard it.

"Son, didn't mom tell you? You don't have a fiancée! No! How many times do you have to tell mom to believe it!" Mother Han was excited, stepped forward and grabbed Han Chen's shoulder, and looked at him.

"No matter how many times you say it, it's useless..." Han Chen pulled away Han's mother and grabbed his hands, with a trace of inhuman indifference in his deep voice, "I won't believe it!"

"Mom, leave me alone in the future! If I don't find her for a day, I won't stop!" He picked up his luggage and walked towards the door expressionlessly, with a lonely and stubborn back.

"Han Chen! Come back!" Mother Han hurriedly chased him out.

"Son! Come back!" Mother Han's breathing gradually became short of breath. She looked at the back of the person who was getting further and further away from her, and suddenly a burst of sadness came to her heart.

"You can't find her!" Mother Han looked at the tall and tall figure and shouted loudly, "She's dead—!"

Sure enough, the slender figure stopped suddenly, and Han Chen suddenly turned his head.

"What did you say?--!"

Han Chen looked at the door, his mother who ran out after him, staring fixedly at her.

Mother Han watched Han Chen walking back step by step, feeling more and more sad, "Your fiancée died! As early as five years ago...she died!"

Han Chen pursed his lips, with an indescribable expression on his face, his fingers were so stiff and white, the palm of the hand holding the luggage was slightly wet, and his voice suddenly became hoarse, "Mom, even if you don't like her, Can you please...don't curse her to death!"

When Mother Han heard Han Chen's words, she looked at him incredulously, tears fell uncontrollably, "Do you think... Mom is lying to you? Son, you..."

"I don't believe...she's dead!" Han Chen clenched his white fingers tightly, and the stubbornness in his eyes made Han Mu's heart ache.

"Look, you can't accept this fact at all..." Mother Han looked at Han Chen with a distressed expression on her face, "You said... can Mom keep it from you?"

"That girl died a terrible death... There is no body left! She was even pregnant with your child at that time..." Mother Han said sadly, covering her face.

"She... is pregnant with my child?" Han Chen's body trembled suddenly!

His mind was blank and dizzy, as if a wave of blood rushed straight to his forehead and blasted his whole body!

"Han Chen, that's a tragic case of one corpse and two lives! The person who died...was the wife you identified, and she was carrying...the grandson of my Han family! Do you think mom doesn't feel sorry for you?" Han mother said.

Under the sun, Han Chen looked at Han Mu steadfastly, a terrible chill ran through his blood, and the pain was like a devil's hand tightly grabbing his heart.

The sun was clearly scorching hot, but he couldn't feel any warmth.

******

River City, on the beach.

The waves are rolling, and a pair of Bi people are sitting on a huge rock.

"Mr. Xu, why did you come here?" Gu Anqi hesitated for a while, and finally decided to ask him.

Xu Si Bai picked up the camera in his hand and shook it in front of Gu Anqi, his voice was as cool as water, "Collecting the wind."

"Collecting wind?" Gu Anqi asked curiously.

"Well, let me show you." After finishing speaking, Xu Si Bai brought the camera in front of Gu Anqi, called up the camera's gallery, and let Gu Anqi admire it one by one.

"Look, this is the scenery I took in Tibet before..." Xu Sibai explained to her gently and patiently.

The blue sky, white clouds, mountain peaks, and lakes are obviously very common and simple scenery, but the scenery he combined and photographed gave Gu Anqi an indescribable sense of sympathy.

It was a resonant feeling of wanting to break free from the shackles of the soul.

Gu Anqi was puzzled, she turned her head slightly, but unexpectedly met Xu Sibai's gaze.

Gentle as jade, with a fair face, there seems to be no blemish, his face is so handsome, it's just... his eyes, the way he looked at her...

Gentle, calm, dark but with... a trace of burning that made her indescribable?

"You..." Gu Anqi was startled, why did he look at her so...so familiar?

"Huh?..." Xu Si Bai looked at her suspiciously.

Gu Anqi stared at this handsome and jade-like man, the sense of familiarity in her heart made her heart skip a beat, her lips parted slightly, "Do you know how to cook noodles?"

This question seems to be asked a bit inexplicably.

Gu Anqi felt a little regretful, she didn't even know why she asked him so suddenly, she just felt that she should ask him.

Xu Si Bai was taken aback, and he smiled gently, "I will, then...do you want to try my handicraft?"

After hearing his answer, Gu Anqi was stunned.

Afterwards, she smiled at Xu Si Bai and said, "Okay, my honor."