Chapter 86 After the car accident, everyone remembered.

Gu Xingnian knew that he was still holding back, so she didn't push him away again.

About five minutes later, he slowly released her.

She turned off the shower, supported his almost exhausted body, and walked out of the bathroom.

I settled him on the sofa and dried his hair with a large towel.

Fu Beichen leaned against the back of the sofa, his eyes closed, water droplets still clinging to his long eyelashes, his face frighteningly pale.

Gu Xingnian found the first-aid kit, squatted down in front of him, and carefully treated the wound on his arm.

She carefully cut open the sleeve of his soaked shirt, revealing three deep cuts with exposed flesh and blood, a sight that was horrifying to behold.

Her hands, holding the cotton swabs, were trembling slightly.

The only sounds in the air were the smell of disinfectant and the suppressed breathing of the two people.

for a long time.

He slowly opened his eyes, his voice low and hoarse, yet carrying a strange firmness.

"I didn't touch her."

"I held back."

"Xingnian, I have done nothing wrong to you!"

Gu Xingnian's hand suddenly stopped moving. She looked up at him in shock.

So, this shocking wound wasn't inflicted by Jiang Kexin, but rather... by him?

Just so that, even after being drugged, I could protect her...

"Knock knock knock!"

Another rapid, almost frantic knocking broke the stillness in the room.

Gu Xingnian snapped out of her daze and got up to open the door.

Standing outside the door was Lu Lie.

His handsome face was filled with anxiety. When he saw Gu Xingnian open the door, he looked her up and down.

"Niannian! Are you alright?"

His gaze passed over Gu Xingnian and landed on Fu Beichen on the sofa, who, although disheveled, was still relatively well-dressed. Only then did his tense expression relax slightly.

He immediately took off his suit jacket and, without saying a word, draped it over Gu Xingnian's thin pajamas, wrapping her up in it.

"Come with me."

His tone left no room for argument, and he grabbed her wrist to lead her away.

"Don't leave!" Fu Beichen suddenly stood up from the sofa, trying to rush over.

Four bodyguards in black, who had appeared behind him without his noticing, immediately stepped forward and blocked his path with expressionless faces.

"Senior brother, how did you end up here?" Gu Xingnian asked, somewhat bewildered, as Lu Lie shielded her behind him.

"I heard you were caught in a mudslide and couldn't get in touch with you, so I rushed over immediately." Lu Lie's voice softened, tinged with lingering fear. "I didn't expect I was still a step too late... I'm so glad you're alright!"

He raised his hand and habitually patted her head, and his heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled back into place.

Gu Xingnian felt a surge of warmth in her heart as she felt the warmth above her head and the concern in her senior brother's tone.

at the same time.

Another suite in the hotel.

"Bang!"

The door was violently kicked open from the outside.

A man with a cold demeanor and sinister eyes walked in, followed by another burly man with an expressionless face.

Jiang Kexin huddled in the corner in fear.

The cold-faced man glanced at her, a cruel smile playing on his lips.

"Enjoy it while you can! Just don't explode and die."

After saying that, he turned and left, as if he would find it too dirty to look at him even once more.

Leaving the burly man behind, he walked step by step towards Jiang Kexin, who was slumped on the ground, then picked her up and threw her onto the messy bed...

The next morning, on the national highway leading from Fuzhou to Haicheng.

Fu Beichen sat in the back seat, closing his eyes to rest. His brows showed a hint of fatigue, yet also a hint of urgency.

"Bang—"

A loud bang!

An out-of-control dump truck ran a red light and, like a mad beast, crashed violently into the black sedan that Fu Beichen was riding in!

The enormous impact sent the car flying!

The car rolled twice in the air, like a kite with a broken string, before crashing into the bushes by the roadside with a loud thud.

The airbags deployed instantly, scattering glass shards everywhere.

The bodyguard vehicle following closely behind braked abruptly, and the bodyguards rushed over, their faces pale.

"President Fu!"

They frantically opened the car door and saw Fu Beichen slumped in the back seat, his forehead broken and blood streaming down his angular face. He had completely lost consciousness.

...

So dark.

Surrounded by endless darkness, he felt as if he had returned to that winter night many years ago.

In the dilapidated mud-brick house of a farmer, the light from the oil lamp was dim and faint.

A small figure lay on the bed, his face flushed red and his lips chapped.

"Big brother..." The little girl weakly held his hand, the burning heat seeping through her skin, "Don't leave Xing'er behind..."

He patted her little hand tenderly, "Little Xing'er, don't worry."

His voice still carried the clarity of a young boy, "You have a fever now, so you can't travel far with me. I'll come back to pick you up after you recover and the New Year is over."

He took a folded paper airplane out of his pocket and carefully placed it in her hot palm.

The little girl's tears welled up instantly, "Brother Beichen...you must come back..."

"Yes." He nodded emphatically, his tone solemn with the typical seriousness of a young man. "I will definitely come back."

He then took out a piece of paper from his pocket and slowly wrote down an address with a pencil.

"This is my home address. Keep it safe and don't lose it."

He slipped the note into her hand, then took out a thick red envelope and handed it to the kind-looking old man next to him.

"Please, Grandpa... take good care of her."

After saying that, he turned and left with a heavy heart.

As he reached the door, he couldn't help but turn back.

The small figure stood by the dimly lit door, clutching a paper airplane and an address tightly in her hand, her eyes brimming with tears as she watched him leave, crying silently.

"Xing'er!"

Fu Beichen suddenly opened his eyes, a sharp, dull pain shooting through his chest.

He was panting heavily, his forehead covered in cold sweat.

That dream... that night he had forgotten deep in his memory... and Xing'er!

He finally remembered, and at that moment, he was filled with excitement.

"Mr. Fu! You're finally awake!" Lin Qi's joyful voice rang out from the side. "I'll go get the doctor right away!"

Fu Beichen's sharp eyes scanned his surroundings: white walls, the smell of disinfectant.

"Where is this?" His voice was a little hoarse from just waking up.

“The Central Hospital of Rongcheng,” Lin Qi replied quickly. “You were in a car accident on your way back yesterday and were unconscious for a day and a night. The doctor has examined you and said that your physical functions are fine, just some concussion and minor injuries.”

Fu Beichen ignored Lin Qi's next words. He suddenly raised his hand and pulled out the IV needle from the back of his hand!

The movements were swift and decisive, without any hesitation.

Fresh blood gushed out instantly.

Lin Qi was startled: "President Fu, what are you doing!"

Fu Beichen threw off the covers, sat up, his eyes were frighteningly firm, and his tone left no room for doubt.

"Go back to Haicheng."

Immediately, right now!

He couldn't wait to see her: his little sister Xing'er.

He had forgotten her for twelve long years, and he was going to make up for everything he owed her.