After falling into the shadow's trap

Xi Heng gently placed the courier box on the ground, carefully removed the tape with scissors, and opened the box holding his breath.

Inside was a champagne-colored rectangular box with a brand in a foreign language she didn't recognize.She breathed lightly and carefully opened the lid

open

At that moment, Xi Heng's heart actually missed a beat.

A pair of high-heeled shoes studded with diamonds and crystals, the soles are light-colored lambskin, and a crystal flower on the toe, like an exquisite lotus flower in the snow, shining under the light.

Seeing the gift lying there quietly, Xi Heng was too shocked to speak.

She didn't even dare to touch this pair of overly beautiful crystal shoes, for fear that she might accidentally break them.

After being stunned for a few seconds before recovering, Xi Heng found that a card was pressed underneath.

[This gift is for my dearest Cinderella, I want you to wear crystal slippers forever, beautiful and proud forever]

It was Lan Xingyue's handwriting, just like hers, generous and unrestrained, with a sharp edge.

However, the written text is completely different, full of warm love between the lines.

It's hard for Xi Heng to describe his current feelings, he just feels his chest is hot, his heart seems to be full, sweet and sour, his whole body seems to be floating in the air, dizzy and limp.

She swallowed her saliva, and her hands were a little weak, pretending to be a force Tn person n U Heng, who had a second child, would like the gift she gave her.

More than like.

Neither "like" nor "love" is enough to express her emotion.

This is simply a huge surprise that I dare not even think about.

Her eye sockets were hot, and she sniffed, wanting to cry unbelievably.

Xi Heng didn't expect that Lan Xingyue would remember Lan Xingyue's unrestrained idea, which was just mentioned casually a few days ago, and seriously wanted to help her realize it.

- An extremely unreasonable sense of guilt suddenly overwhelmed her.

She hated herself for being emotionally unromantic: "Xi Heng, you are so stupid! No wonder you can't draw love scenes!"

After venting for a while, she stared at the glass slipper, bit her lip, and then, as if she had made up her mind, she opened the airline's website and bought a ticket for tomorrow morning without hesitation.

The destination is the foreign city where Lan Xingyue is located.

After booking the hotel and completing the relevant procedures, Xi Heng sent a message back to the other party: I also prepared a surprise for you.

Then she stood up from the ground, rubbed her numb legs, put this incomparably precious gift into the glass cabinet in the bedroom, and wanted to see where she could buy a high-end base.

As for the card written by Lan Xingyue herself, she put it in a locked drawer and put it together with the good memories from childhood to adulthood.

At night, the bright lights gradually lit up on the dark wall, turning into a small ball, blurring on the window.

Xi Heng sat on the bed, discussing the delivery date with Liang Ming.

She wanted to free up the next week for herself and Lan Xingyue. "Sister, I may have to press the deadline to hand in those manuscripts."

Liang Ming seemed to be very busy, and there was a crackling sound of keyboard tapping on the other end of the call: "What?"

She repeated again: "I have to hand over those few manuscripts to you."

"how?"

"I..." Xi Heng scratched at the corner of the blanket, and said embarrassedly, "I'm going abroad tomorrow, to City A."

"Going abroad?" Liang Ming's voice paused for a moment, she was extremely surprised, "Is there something urgent for you?"

..." Xi Heng is not good at lying, and he doesn't know what reason to use to make it more reasonable, so he confessed in a low voice: "I'm in a relationship and want to find her. "

"You're in a relationship and want to find him?" Liang Ming couldn't hide the suspicion in his tone, and asked bluntly: "Xi Heng, are you dating online? Don't be deceived."

"No!" Xi Heng was annoyed, she couldn't hear anyone saying anything bad about Lan Xingyue, "Our relationship is very good, as solid as gold!"

Liang Ming was silent for a while, and then sighed compromisingly: "Okay, but if you encounter something over there, remember to call me... International roaming is not expensive, you know?"

"Got it, thank you, Sister Liang!"

Xi Heng happily hung up the phone, hugged the pillow and rolled around twice, jumped out of bed and dragged out the suitcase, ready to pack things.

"We fall in love at night..." She hummed an out-of-key song, packing her luggage happily.

Just when the small suitcase was about to be filled, the cell phone rang suddenly, which was particularly harsh in the room.

"Who is it?" Xi Heng muttered, stepping over the open box.

She picked up her cell phone and saw that it was actually a call from her father.

Xi Heng was startled, and suddenly had an ominous premonition: "...Hello?"

After connecting, it was my mother's voice that came out, weak and flustered, with heart-piercing tremors.

"Ah Heng, your father, your father—"

Xi Heng let go, and the phone slipped and fell to the ground.

click.

A busy tone followed by a disconnected call.

Jiangcheng Hospital.

The ambulance flashed red and blue, and drove past Xi Heng with a whistling sound.

The entrance of the hospital was full of bustling crowds, with various expressions on their faces, either relaxed or painful, or joyful or sad.

Xi Heng had no time to care about others, and ran all the way after getting off the taxi, saying "sorry" and "excuse me" non-stop.

"mom!"

As soon as she stepped into the corridor, she saw her mother sitting weakly on the bench, her hair, which was always meticulous, lost its luster and fell down, and turned her head hurriedly when she heard her voice.

"Heng..."

"I'm here!" Xi Heng hurried over to hug her: "It's okay, it's okay, what's the situation now? He, why did he have a heart attack?" "Still in surgery." A calm male voice sounded and answered her The problem.

She looked up, only to find a man with half-long hair standing next to him, about 40 years old, with an unlit cigarette in his hand

"Your father, he likes to take a walk after dinner. He was fine when he went out, but he quarreled with others..." Mom trembled, her face full of regret.

It took a while for Xi Heng to understand the ins and outs.

Her father was walking downstairs and met two neighbors who talked badly, and happened to mention the matter of Xi Heng and Lan Xingyue, implying that Xi Heng's character is corrupt, and he likes to engage in ambiguous relationships .

Hearing this, her father was angry and impatient, and rushed forward to accuse the two of them, saying that her daughter is not that kind of person, and that she can't be judged by others if she wants to do anything.

When people are angry, the words they say will not be pleasant, and the two feel uncomfortable, so they quarreled.

Xi Heng's father was emotionally agitated for a while, and he had high blood pressure when he was old. He clutched his chest and was out of breath without saying a word.

Fortunately, there was someone nearby at the time, so he immediately called 120 and sent it over.

Knowing that his father was arguing with others because of himself, Xi Heng felt uncomfortable.

Especially when she heard the phrase "No one else can tell her what she wants to do", it felt like a heavy stone was pressing on her chest, which felt stuffy and blocked, and she was a little out of breath.

But now is not the time to be immersed in emotions. Her mother is nervous and worried, her eyes are red from crying, and she hesitates to speak to her.

Xi Heng sighed, patted her hand, and comforted her in a low voice: "We were sent to the hospital in time, and everything will be fine... He was so powerful when he scolded me before, so there must be no serious problem .”

Mother Xi glared at her when she heard the words, and was about to say something when the lights in the operating room suddenly went out.

Then, the door was opened, and Xi Heng stood up suddenly, and walked forward in two steps: "Doctor, my dad..."

"The patient's family members, right?" The doctor pulled down the mask a little. "It's not life-threatening at the moment, and I have to stay in the hospital for observation for a while."

A breath of relief came from behind, Xi Heng's heart hanging in the air also fell back to its original position, and she thanked the doctor repeatedly.

"No, you go and pay the fee and go through the hospitalization procedures." The doctor waved his hand and left in a hurry.

Xi Heng turned around and helped her mother up, and asked her to follow the nurse to the ward first: "Mom, let me go through the formalities, you go and see him."

"Well, do you have money on you?" Xi's mother was still in a daze, holding her hand, and her steps were vain.

"There are some, you go."

Seeing her mother walking towards the ward, followed by that strange man, Xi Heng frowned: "...Who is he?"

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After completing the formalities on the first floor, Xi Heng returned to the ward.

Xi Zhongwen was still lying on the hospital bed with his eyes closed, showing no sign of waking up.

She walked into the room quietly and looked at her parents carefully.

Not counting the unpleasant meeting last time, she hasn't had a good look at her parents for a long, long time.

Sitting by the hospital bed, my mother seemed to have aged ten years in an instant. The fine lines on her face could no longer be covered, and her fingers were much rougher than before.

As for her father, his hair looked like it had been dyed black again, but it was hard to hide the sparse grayish-white sideburns.

The white hair looks like transparent plastic under the light.

That's how life goes by.

Xi Heng suddenly raised her hand and rubbed her nose, she tried to open her eyes wide, with tears rolling in her eyes. "Heng, it's getting late, you first..."

"I'm not going back."

Xi Heng's mother was collapsed, and her voice was full of exhaustion.

She looked at Xi Heng disapprovingly: "I'm with your dad, it's useless for you to stay here."

"You can't stay up late, go back and rest first, and come back in the morning."

Seeing that she still insisted, Xi Heng interrupted bluntly: "I'll call you a car later, you have to pack the hospital things..."

She paused, and then said: "These are all at home, and I don't know how to clean them up."

After finishing speaking, she didn't want to talk about the car again, suppressed her heartache, and pretended to change the subject easily, and looked at the man standing silently in the ward: "Mom, this is..."

Mother Xi wiped the corners of her eyes: "This is your uncle."

The tone was unusually flat.

The man nodded to Xi Heng, his hair tied back shook: "I heard you like painting?"

Unexpectedly, the other party would mention this, Xi Heng was taken aback for a moment, uncertain of his attitude, hesitated and did not speak.

Not caring about her reaction, the strange uncle handed over a business card.

Xi Heng took it, glanced at it, and frowned again.

Xi Zhongjing.

Chung-Jing Xi.

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The next chapter should be able to solve the problems in Xiaoxi's family qwq