Wealthy Poison Doctor's Wife

Chapter 248 269: Deep in Mind (27)

Zhai Xixi looked at the beautiful woman and remembered the previous phone call.

After connecting, Zhai Xixi didn't have time to speak, a woman's voice came from the phone, "Miss Zhai Xixi, I'm Han Zhen's mother, I'll send you an address later, can you come over later ? I want to tell you something about Han Zhen."

After saying these words, the call was cut off, and after a while, a text message entered Zhai Xixi's cell phone.

It's hard to say no, isn't it?
So here she is.

Han Zhen's mother, Zhai Xixi, has met several times, sometimes in the Han family's mansion, sometimes on the road.

How would you describe Han Zhen's mother?Bright and bright, very young, extremely beautiful, Han Zhen inherited her nine layers of beauty, but for some reason, Zhai Xixi read a strong sense of heaviness from her beautiful eyes, which were exactly like Han Zhen.

It seems that there are many secrets hidden in my heart.

Han Sile opened the door and saw Zhai Xixi, and gave her a kind and amazing smile.

Zhai Xixi called out politely: "Auntie."

As for Han Zhen's mother, she naturally has to be more polite, maybe she will become a mother-in-law or daughter-in-law in the future... Ahem, I think a little too far.

"Xixi." Han Sile looked familiar, took her hand kindly, led her into the house, took out a pair of brand new sandals and slippers from the shoe rack in the entrance, and put them at Zhai Xixi's feet. Xi took a step back flattered, "Auntie, actually I can do it myself..."

"It's okay, I live here alone. Ah Zhen has rarely come back since I moved out three years ago. Seeing you, I feel very kind, just like my own child." Han Sile lowered her eyebrows, her long curly eyelashes slightly Trembling, with a lonely expression, giving people an indescribable fragility and pity, making people want to protect and pity.

"Auntie..." Zhai Xixi called out, not knowing what to say, she was silent for a while, she changed her slippers silently, and took out a delicate black velvet box from her handbag.

"Auntie, I bought this on the way here. I don't know what you like. I hope you don't dislike it."

Inside the box is a platinum brooch, in the shape of a lily, with more than a dozen pink diamonds inlaid on the petals. It looks simple, elegant and dignified, and is suitable for women of all ages to wear.

Han Sile opened it and took a look. She had countless jewelry, and it was not uncommon, but she still acted very pleasantly surprised, with joy on the corners of her brows and eyes, and said with a smile, "Thank you."

After all, Zhai Xixi is young, so she can't tell whether the happiness on her face is real, or if she made it to make herself happy.

It's just that Zhai Xixi is really happy to see that she likes her so much.

Han Sile pulled Zhai Xixi to sit on the sofa and chatted for a while, then got to the point.

She took out an iron box from a bedroom. The iron box looked old, the luster was dull, the green paint on the edge was peeling off irregularly, and there were scratches of different lengths on the box surface, which may have been put together with other things. When it was marked.

Zhai Xixi looked at the iron box, her heartbeat seemed to be boosted, and her heart beat faster.

Intuitively, this box is the key.

"Xixi, take a look, and you'll understand." Han Sile handed her the iron box.

Zhai Xixi stretched out her hand to take it, and it felt neither light nor heavy.

turn on.

What catches the eye is a pencil drawing, the brushwork is immature, and the traces of the eraser can be easily seen on the edge of the line, and not once or twice, some places have been rubbed to fluff, and there is a kind of hole that will be broken if rubbed again Feel.

It can be seen that the artist's skill is average, or even poor, but he is very attentive.

The painting is a figure, or a child about two years old.

The eyes are round and bright, like two dewy black grapes that just came down in the morning, wearing a furry woolen coat with a collar, trousers printed with cartoon patterns, and a furry hat on the head, poorly drawn, But it also draws a bit of cuteness and playfulness.

Zhai Xixi looked down one by one, and they were all the same girl, but the drawing technique gradually matured. In the last picture, almost every line was outlined with a single stroke, and no eraser was used to erase it.

The little girl seems to be growing up, looking bigger and bigger. In the last picture, the little girl looks about ten years old.

Zhai Xixi didn't count how many sheets there are in total, but just looking at the thickness, there must be at least a few hundred sheets.

In addition to the pencil drawing, there is also a bracelet made of red string. Two Totoro-shaped ceramic pendants are attached to the bracelet. There are black characters on the pendants. If Zhai Xixi takes a closer look, it is the word 'Han Zhen'.

I don't know what kind of liquid the hand rope has been soaked in. The place where it was soaked has become a little hard and the color is a little dark.

These...is what Han Zhen's mother wants to tell her?

Zhai Xixi raised her suspicious eyes, looked at Han Sile, and asked silently: Does this have anything to do with me?

Han Sile understood what she meant, sighed slightly, and said: "These were drawn when Ah Zhen was nine years old. At that time, I didn't understand why he was so keen on drawing this little girl. Apart from studying, he would start painting in white when he had time. I sketched on the paper, until later, Ah Zhen and I went to the hospital to visit Ah Zhen’s grandfather. In the hospital, we met a little girl, or Ah Zhen met a little girl, that little girl, hugging Ah Zhen Zhen's legs said that he would marry Ah Zhen when he grew up, and when he returned home that night, when he drew this little girl again, she was no longer one or two years old, but five or six years old..."

"It was also at that time that I realized that what Ah Zhen had been drawing all along was not imagined out of thin air, but a real person. Xixi, can you understand?"

"I packed these in his cabinet after Ah Zhen moved out of here. Ah Zhen left here at the age of 17, and these paintings were only painted until the girl was ten years old. Xixi, are you seven years younger than Ah Zhen?"

Han Sile felt that she had reminded her too clearly.

In fact, when she talked about holding Han Zhen's leg and saying that she would marry Han Zhen when she grows up, Zhai Xixi already understood.

When she was a child, didn't she hold Han Zhen's leg at the entrance of the elevator in the hospital and said that she would marry him when she grew up?
Taking a closer look at those paintings, it was clearly what she looked like when she was a child.

It's just how could Han Zhen draw her as a two-year-old?

"Han Zhen...why did you paint me?" Zhai Xixi stared at the paintings, his eyes a little hot.

why?

"Why?" Han Sile's voice showed a trace of exhaustion. He leaned back on the sofa, raised his head and supported his forehead, and said, "Go and ask him, Xixi, in fact, Ah Zhen, he...he is a poor child, I As a mother, I can't give her anything, so giving you this iron box is probably the only thing I can do for him, he is too depressed, Xixi, you need to coax him more."

After so many years, the original doubts have long since become clear.

Why did Ah Zhen suddenly fall in love with her after her ninth birthday?Tired of yourself?So desperately suppressing his feelings?

This is all her fault.

*
It's really hot.

Zhai Xixi held the iron box and stood under the Hengying Media building, looking up at the tall building in front of him. It was shining brightly in the sun, which could not conceal the grandeur of the building.

Han Zhen's mother said that since Han Zhen recovered miraculously in the hospital, she has been staying in the company and never went out.

Han Zhen's mother also said that Han Zhen was in a car accident before because of drunk driving, and she hit a flower bed, but she didn't know whether it was accidental or intentional.

Han Zhen's mother also said that before the accident, Han Zhen had been drunk in the bar for seven days and seven nights, and she didn't know what obstacles she had encountered.

Calculating the time, it was exactly the day after Han Zhen hit Di Fei for no reason, and he started to get drunk.

Zhai Xixi thought that the reason why he beat Difei for no reason was probably because he was in a bad mood.

It's more than four o'clock in the afternoon, and it's not time to get off work.

When the front desk lady saw Zhai Xixi walking in, she immediately asked her with a smile, "Is there anything you can do?"

Zhai Xixi unconsciously tightened the iron box in his hand, and said in a tense voice, "I'm looking for Han Zhen."

Han Zhen?

Confusion appeared in the front desk's eyes, Zhai Xixi looked at it, and immediately changed his words and said, "I'm looking for Han Zhixi."

I forgot that Han Zhen's stage name is Han Zhixi, and even Hengying Media is under Han Zhixi's name.

"Okay, wait a moment." The front desk lady picked up the landline and pressed a few buttons. After a while, she pointed in a direction with a smile and said, "Mr. Han, please go up, turn right ahead, there is There is a special elevator, which can go directly to Mr. Han's office, and the elevator password is..."

Remembering the six-digit number the lady at the front desk said, Zhai Xixi walked in the direction she pointed. The special elevator is really different from the general elevator. There are carved mirrors on three sides of the elevator, which is spacious and bright.

After entering the password, the elevator doors will close.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the elevator door opened with a 'ding' sound, and Zhai Xixi didn't feel like moving. This, this is here?
Also too fast.

After getting out of the elevator, she couldn't help but look back.

When she turned around after reading it, Zhai Xixi was suddenly taken aback. Han Zhen was wearing a white shirt and black trousers, standing so tall and tall, silently, two meters away from her.

I didn't see it just now, it appeared too suddenly, Zhai Xixi instinctively took a step back.

I don't know why, but I suddenly forgot all about the manuscript I had typed on the way here.

　Three watch, around ten o'clock
　　
　
(End of this chapter)