Wealthy Poison Doctor's Wife

Chapter 332 361: Let's start again (22)

Han Sile returned from a trip abroad two days ago.

In the past, because of Han Zhixi's relationship, she made friends with many noble ladies in the circle. Although most of them alienated her after Han Zhixi's death, there were still two or three who really regarded her as a friend. During the time when her world collapsed, they were the ones who accompanied her through the dark years.

When she came back from traveling abroad, she organized a bureau immediately, gathered several good sisters together, and gave them small gifts brought back from abroad.

During the chat, it was unavoidable that they all sighed about Han Zhixi's premature death. Han Sile went out to see too many magnificent mountains and rivers during this time, and his mood has opened up a lot. It is no longer the same as before. , she was distraught.

"However, I think your daughter-in-law is quite infatuated. It's a pity, otherwise she and your son would really be a good match."

One of them suddenly said something Han Sile couldn't understand, she was taken aback, and subconsciously asked, "What daughter-in-law?"

The man was also taken aback, "It's the girl who appeared in your son's documentary, what's her name... what is it, she claims to be your son's wife in the documentary, she looks pretty, but, When did your son get married? You didn't inform us."

Zhai Xixi?
Han Sile understood immediately.

Just, documentaries?

She remembered that Director Huang once invited her for an interview, but she refused, and the other party came and called again and again. In the end, she was so annoyed that she turned off her mobile phone and went on a trip.

Did Xixi Zhai accept an interview?Also claiming to be Ah Zhen's wife?
Then everyone chatted a lot, Han Sile was a little absent-minded.

As for Han Zhen's documentary, she should be so proud to be filmed, but she, a mother, has never seen it.

After dinner, it was already ten o'clock in the evening.

Han Sile went to the flower shop to buy a bunch of white chrysanthemums, and went to Tianshou Garden against the night wind of early autumn.

The stars on the sky shone with a cold light, little by little, with purity and clarity, very much like the color of Han Zhen's eyes when he was just born.

Han Zhen's tomb occupies an open space, only accompanied by evergreen pine trees, and feels a little lonely. The surrounding grass is neatly trimmed, and the dim street lamps shine on the cold tombstones. The whole cemetery has a kind of cold loneliness. .

"Azhen." Han Sile placed the white chrysanthemum in front of the tombstone, the scene gradually blurred in front of his eyes, looked up, and saw the bright stars that were only the size of a needle tip, but were filled with water and seemed to be full moons, "Azhen..."

Apart from shouting this name, she didn't know what else to say.

After a long time, she finally found something to say, "Ah Zhen, I went on a trip some time ago. Didn't you tell me to go on a trip with my friends more? I went."

"A Zhen, how are you doing over there? Have you ever thought about your mother? You brat, you probably don't have time to think about me, instead you just want to miss Di Xixi? If you have a wife, you forget about your mother."

"Azhen, mother... has never been a good mother. In the next life, Ah Zhen, in the next life, please be a good mother, a gentle and kind mother."

She is also an illegitimate daughter.

Since she was a child, her mother, Han Zhen's grandmother, instilled in her ears the idea that she must enter the gate of the Han family when she grows up.

Over time, she, like her mother, regards entering the Han family as a lifelong obsession.

It was her fault that she met Han Zhen's father, gave birth to Han Zhen, and made him suffer the darkness that ordinary people could not bear.

She did the wrong start and the wrong process. Han Zhen was already so unfortunate, but she didn't give him double mother's love to make up for it. For the sake of mother and child, she disciplined Han Zhen almost harshly, and she didn't act like an ordinary Like his mother, she cared about his life. When she knew that she was wrong, Han Zhen no longer needed the role of mother. She was full of guilt, but she didn't know how to make up for it. Now... she doesn't need it anymore.

A gust of night wind hit, bringing countless chills.

Han Sile sat on the ground next to the tombstone, remembering the documentary about Han Zhen that his friends had mentioned earlier, took out his mobile phone, opened the video, searched for the word 'Han Zhixi', the first item that popped up was the documentary 'like snow The man - Han Zhixi'.

Click on it, the content truly records the important events in Han Zhixi's life, focusing on career, supplemented by family, friendship, and love.

Regarding family love, it is a clip recorded by Han Zhixi in an interview a long time ago. He only said one sentence: Family love is like the moon in the sky to me. I long for it and long for it, but I am too far away in it. I can't get it.

Han Sile suddenly burst into tears.

At the very end, it is about Han Zhixi's love. Zhai Xixi faces the camera with a real smile on his mouth, solemnly holding the boxy thing wrapped in black satin, and said, " I am Han Zhixi's wife' words.

If it is someone else, maybe they will forget it after seeing it.

But Han Sile's gaze was fixed on the thing wrapped in black satin, inexplicably, he felt a little familiar.

She clicked the pause button and fixed her eyes on the things in Zhai Xixi's arms.

Because all her thoughts were concentrated on the mobile phone, she didn't notice the movement next to her. When she realized that there was a heavy panting sound next to her ear, the hairs on her body stood on end, and she lost all thoughts. She slowly turned her stiff head, borrowing Looking at the dim streetlight, seeing an old face with red eyes and ravines, her hands trembled in fright, and she almost dropped her phone.

Jumping away with a scream, Han Sile stared in horror at that gloomy face in the dark night, "You, you, who are you?"

"Me? Hiccup..." The man was an elderly man, with creases all over his face that could kill flies, his skin was dry and sagging, his eyes were cloudy and red, and he looked like a ghost that haunted the night.

He burped, smelling of alcohol all over his body, Han Sile was still choked after a distance of two meters.

"Who am I? That's a good question... hiccup, who am I? I'm the gravekeeper, and who are you? Why are you crying over this empty grave?"

Gravekeeper?
Han Sile took a closer look, isn't it? I've seen it once or twice before, and I have a little impression, but it's not deep. The light here is dim, and I just recognized it.

Just, an empty grave?
Han Sile was furious, "You old man, what nonsense are you talking about? This is my son's tomb, why is it an empty tomb? For the sake of the dead, no matter how old you are, you can't just talk nonsense."

The gravekeeper shook his head disapprovingly, let out a long-tailed "hmm" and spoke a bit tongue-in-cheek, "There's no need to lie. This is indeed an empty tomb. More than half a year ago, this young man..." He Pointing to the photo on the tombstone with a finger like a dead branch, he hiccupped again and continued: "...just a few days after being buried in the ground, someone dug it up at night. I was shocked at the time. I originally wanted to call the police, but the man gave me some money to buy wine, so I hid the matter..."

"But I don't know why recently. I always dream about what happened that night. I always dream that this young man said that he would take me away, saying that I didn't take care of his ashes. If I don't drink now, I dare not stay alone. , Who are you? He will come and cry at night, you are his relative? Friend? Can you..."

The tomb guard didn't finish his sentence when someone grabbed his collar. Han Sile stared at him angrily, "What are you talking about? Someone poached it? Who poached it?"

"Yes...it's a girl..." The cemetery keeper's sparse and gray eyebrows tightened, his expression pondered for a moment, and he denied what he said for a moment, "No, it's a man...not right...it's a girl with a man..."

Han Sile suddenly thought of the boxy thing wrapped in black silk and satin that Zhai Xixi held in his arms in the documentary, and his brain suddenly lit up. Isn't the size and shape of that thing exactly the size and shape of an urn? ?
So, if what the gravekeeper said was true, then it was Zhai Xixi who dug up Ah Zhen's ashes?
What about the other man?

It's Han Hengyi.

It must be him, he has hated Ah Zhen since he was a child, and he must wish that Han Zhen would die without peace.

"What you said is true? The ashes in this tomb were really dug up?"

The gravekeeper seemed to have a headache. He squatted on the ground with his head in his arms for a while, and then raised his head. His eyes became clearer and less turbid.

He looked around, with a daze in his eyes, as if he didn't know why he was here.

Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, Han Sile felt a little anxious, and his tone became a little aggressive, "My son's ashes were really dug away?"

The tomb guard was stunned for a moment, a flash of panic flashed in his eyes, but he quickly stabilized and smiled honestly, "You really know how to joke, our Tianshou Garden is guarded 24 hours a day, how could it be possible for people to come from here?" Digging away the ashes of the deceased, nothing, then what, I went back, the door of the duty room is still open."

After finishing speaking, he ran away numbly, and his legs and feet were so agile that he approached the 20-year-old boy.

Han Sile was full of doubts. What the tomb guard said at the beginning were obviously drunk words, but when he uttered the truth after drinking, sometimes the drunk words were the truth.

After thinking about it, she immediately called someone to open the tomb.

After a while of 'jingling, bang', the base of the tombstone was opened, and inside it was empty.

Han Sile's eyes were angry, but his expression was unusually calm.

Early the next morning, she went to Zhai's house.

The servants of the Zhai family blocked her from the door and only told her that Zhai Xixi was not at home.

Zhai Xixi and Han Zhen used to be together, and Han Sile knew more or less about Zhai Xixi's situation, which school and which dormitory she was in.

However, when she found Zhai Xixi's dormitory, she was told by Zhai Xixi's roommate that Zhai Xixi was not there.

Han Sile said that he had a very important matter with Zhai Xixi, and he looked very anxious. Ming Yingyue was afraid that something serious happened to her, so she told her that Zhai Xixi was with Han Hengyi.

Han Sile was very grateful, and when he left the dormitory, his expression became condensed.

However, when we arrived at the Han family mansion, Han Heng was not there at all, let alone Zhai Xixi.

Han Sile had never felt this way before, as if there were two cat's claws scratching in his heart, he was very uncomfortable and had nowhere to vent.

Her son, who made himself so embarrassed for Zhai Xixi when he was alive, couldn't even be buried in the ground when he died. Did he owe Zhai Xixi in his previous life?Today, he will be tortured by her in life and death.

She drove around on the wide and clean roads of the imperial capital.

What does it mean that there is no place to find when you break through the straw sandals, and it takes no effort to get them?When Han Sile caught a glimpse of Zhai Xixi getting off a silver-gray car, she deeply understood the mystery.

Seeing Zhai Xixi entering the Imperial Capital Hotel, she immediately drove the car to the parking lot, got out of the car and followed in.

She reported Zhai Xixi's name directly at the front desk, and the waiter took her to Zhai Xixi's box without doubting him.

The waiter wanted to open the door for her, but she refused, waved the waiter away, and then softly opened the door of the box by herself.

She originally thought that no matter who Zhai Xixi was with, she would call out Zhai Xixi directly. She wanted to ask Zhai Xixi why she dug Ah Zhen's grave and why she was uneasy about letting him die. pregnancy.

However, the moment she pushed open the door of the box, she heard a sentence that made her blood rush straight to the sky.

"Back then, Han Zhen was injured by an arm brace in the film and television city. It was Ran Fen who did it. You know that, right?"

This is what Zhai Xixi said.

Han Sile felt like a bolt from the blue.

Back then, her Ah Zhen had both legs crippled, did Ran Fen do it?

In front of her was a screen with ancient pictures and four beautiful pictures. She couldn't see the scenery behind the screen, but she could hear the voice of the conversation. Behind the screen, there were only two people, except Zhai Xixi, and the other was Ah Zhen's former assistant, Hua Bin.

Zhai Xixi and Assistant Hua were talking all the time, and Han Sile felt heartbroken while listening.

It seems that everyone knows that Ran Fen harmed Han Hanzhen, only she doesn't know, only she, a mother, doesn't know that her son has been bullied and mutilated like this.

Just when she was heartbroken and blamed herself, another sentence pulled her back from her thoughts, and it was Assistant Hua who screamed sharply: "What? Are you pregnant? Han Hengyi's?"

Zhai Xixi is pregnant with Han Hengyi's child?
Why?
Han Sile tightly grasped the edge of the bag with her fingers, her knuckles turned glaringly pale due to too much force.

Why her son can't get anything, why her son died because of Zhai Xixi, why her son can't die, but Ran Fen's son, the son of the woman who killed her son, How could she live so glamorously and comfortably, and even have a child with the woman her son exchanged his life for?
Why?
Han Sile stared at the screen angrily, his sharp eyes seemed to penetrate the screen and pierce the hearts of the people inside.

Hearing Zhai Xixi's voice saying that she was going to leave, she subconsciously turned around and went out, waiting for Zhai Xixi in the splendid lobby of the hotel.

Not long after, she saw Zhai Xixi coming down the stairs, holding in her arms the box wrapped in black satin that she saw in the documentary, walking out sullenly.

Seeing it face to face, Han Sile recognized the size and shape at a glance. It was clearly the size and shape of the urn she personally selected for Ah Zhen, and it must be Ah Zhen's urn.

The flames of anger in Han Sile's chest burned even more violently.

In a daze, Zhai Xixi had already walked out of the hall.

Han Sile hurriedly followed out, full of anger.

"Zhai Xixi!"

Zhai Xixi turned around, her gaze was exceptionally calm, but her eyes were slightly red, with a faint gleam of water left, and she just looked at her calmly.

Han Sile's eyes fixed on the black silk in Zhai Xixi's arms, and said straight to the point: "Zhai Xixi, what right do you have to hold Ah Zhen's ashes? Give me back Ah Zhen's ashes!"

Zhai Xixi took a step back and tightened the urn in his arms, "I will send him back personally."

Han Sile approached, and her anger made her voice sharp and high, "Zhai Xixi! Why are you so righteous? Haven't you hurt him enough?"

"Zhai Xixi! How far do you want to harm him before you are satisfied?"

Zhai Xixi's eyes remained blank, and she stepped back step by step with the urn in her arms, avoiding Han Sile's snatching.

She said stubbornly: "I said, I will send him back. Last night he told me in a dream that I should send him back before twelve o'clock..." She looked up at the empty sun , "It's past twelve o'clock, I hope Han Zhen won't be angry."

Han Sile tried several times without success, and stood there with her fists clenched, "Zhai Xixi, I want you to return Ah Zhen to me!"

Zhai Xixi lowered her eyes, she had already retreated to the junction of the sidewalk and the motorway, and the sound of the whistle behind her seemed to be ringing in her ears, "Although you are Han Zhen's mother, I can't give it to you." She emphasized again Repeat my wish: "I want to send him back in person, I will definitely send him back, I will let him die in peace, don't worry..."

Before the last sound landed, Han Sile took a sudden step forward, and the movement was unexpected. Zhai Xixi stepped back quickly, but Han Sile grabbed the black silk and satin and pulled it towards her hard. Zhai Xixi's heart tightened, and he hugged Pulling the box back, between pulling and pulling, the black silk and satin spread out, revealing the black golden silk nanmu urn, but at this moment, I don't know what happened to the urn, it suddenly left Zhai Xixi's hand, flew out.

Zhai Xixi's heart tightened again, and he chased after the urn flying out.

Exactly at this time.

A loud whistle sounded from her left side. From the corner of her eye, a heavy truck was galloping straight ahead. She had already rushed onto the motorway. The truck showed no intention of slowing down.

Zhai Xixi reached out to catch it, and immediately continued to run forward with the momentum, trying to avoid the track of the truck.

Unexpectedly, when the truck was close at hand, she was pushed by someone, and the trajectory of her original running changed, and she went straight to the direction the truck was coming from. Han Sile's sinister voice was still in her ear: " Zhai Xixi! You should die!"

The front of the truck quickly enlarged in Zhai Xixi's pupils.

However, at the very moment, another force pushed her body, she only felt that the foreground flickered, her body hurt, and a loud 'bang' rang in her ears.

This was followed by screams from passers-by, and 'Ho!scold! 'The sound of sharp brakes came one after another.

Zhai Xixi hugged Han Zhen's urn and fell three meters away.

Bearing the severe pain in his arms and knees, he turned around, and the big truck had stopped. In front of it, Han Hengyi was lying there, wearing the black suit Zhai Xixi had seen not long ago, but under his body, A crimson flower of death appeared, his face was facing Zhai Xixi's direction, his eyes were wide open, as if he wanted to imprint Di Xixi's shadow deep into his eyes.

The world became quiet at this moment.

Eerily quiet.

Clearly the mouths of passers-by were opening and closing, Zhai Xixi couldn't hear anything, she only heard Han Hengyi's heartbeat, his breathing, and the sound of his disappearing from her world.

　Today's chapter.But there are a lot of words, catching up with the previous two chapters
　　
　
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