Chapter 193 He said he would never change his number
When there were only three left, he sealed them up and did not light them even when he encountered danger again.
This old item was the only bond between him and Mrs. Nanchuan, and it was gone after it was burned.
Nanchuan Shijue's eyes were filled with dark despair as he looked at the unconscious woman on the bed. "I thought I was so powerful that I could do anything, and I wasn't afraid of anyone anymore... Turns out, there are still things in this world that I can't do."
If Ning Fengsheng died...what should he do?
With a click, flames shot out from the tinderbox and ignited the fireworks stick.
Orange flames spread out.
Nanchuan Shijue held the light in his hand and said to the empty air, "Don't take her away..."
Ning Fengsheng had a high fever, and his face was red and hot, and his lips were extremely pale.
"Didn't you say you would come back to me when you saw this light? I want you to protect her!"
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"Did you hear that? Since you've cruelly left me, I won't allow you to take her away from me..." Nanchuan Shijue whispered. Seeing that the fireworks in his hand were about to go out, he took out the second one and lit it.
Moss wanted to stop him but didn't dare to speak - the young master hadn't taken out this fireworks box for many years. As he grew stronger, he no longer needed this weak light to give him courage.
He thought that the young master would grow up and be able to protect himself, and would no longer be the child who had to rely on his mother when he was little!
But until this moment, Moss discovered that the child had not grown up at all...
"Did you hear me? I want Ning Fengsheng to wake up... I want her to return to me safe and sound!" Nanchuan Shijue's dark blue eyes flashed with sparkling water...
He had already lost their first child, wasn't this punishment severe enough?
And take her and the second child away from him as well?
The last ray of light was about to go out, and Nanchuan Shijue took out the only remaining one...
"Master!" Moss finally spoke, "This box of fireworks means a lot to you. It's the only thing Madam gave you. It's your spiritual sustenance. Once they're burned... they're gone."
Nanchuan Shijue watched the flames die out bit by bit with his empty eyes, and lit the last one -
After his mother passed away, he never looked forward to his birthday. In fact, the arrival of that day would remind him of his miserable past.
He originally thought that once he had Ning Fengsheng, everything would be different and she would be with him on every birthday from now on.
But she also wants to leave him forever...
Ning Fengsheng was unconscious, and seemed to be having a sad dream in his sleep, with tears in his eyelashes.
"Ning Fengsheng, have you ever seen the darkest color in the world? It can even devour light... I've always been there."
He seemed to be forever trapped in a black hole where a storm swept away the light source, and there was endless darkness.
The third firework stick was about to burn to ashes, with no more light of hope. He would return to the black hole...
Nanchuan Shijue lowered his head dejectedly: "Ning Fengsheng, it's my fault that you've been put in danger time and time again. It's because I don't have the ability to protect you. I know I was wrong, but can't I just beg you—?"
It takes a long time for a person to go from thinking "I can't be wrong", to "Did I do something wrong", to "I know I was wrong" to face himself.
And the Nanchuan noble family only needs one Ning Fengsheng.
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white.
Endless white.
Ning Fengsheng woke up from her coma, and the light hurt her eyes.
The ward was dead silent, with only the single "tick" sound from the monitor...
My body felt heavy as if it were filled with lead, and every inch of my bones was sore.
She turned her neck with difficulty and glanced across the empty ward.
The heavy velvet curtains were tightly closed, blocking out all sunlight from the outside world.
It’s so quiet, so quiet that it makes people feel uneasy.
There was no familiar figure sitting by the bed, no one shouting fiercely: "Ning Fengsheng, you're finally awake! Do you know how worried I was when you were unconscious for so long!"
Nanchuan Hereditary Lord.
The name was like a hot needle, piercing her heart which had just regained consciousness.
What about others?
"Lord Nanchuan..." she shouted hoarsely. The first person she wanted to see when she woke up was him.
The door of the ward was gently pushed open, and the housekeeper Moss walked in carrying a lunch box.
His back was slightly bent, showing the respect that had been ingrained into the bones of the Nanchuan family for decades.
Seeing Ning Fengsheng, Moss's red eyes immediately showed a smile.
"Ms. Ning is awake. How are you feeling? The doctor said you're recovering well."
He walked quickly forward, poured a cup of warm water and handed it to her lips. Her smile was like a piece of paper pasted on, empty and without warmth!
"Where are the Nanchuan Hereditary?"
Moss's eyes wandered, not daring to meet her gaze: "Take the medicine first, you've just recovered from a serious illness..."
Ning Fengsheng was coughing. The person who originally handed her the cup of water and fed her medicine should be that domineering and petty man!
"I want to see him..." Ning Fengsheng had a bad feeling, "He will definitely be with me at this time."
"Young Master... Young Master has some urgent matters to attend to recently at the overseas branch. It's extremely difficult and he can't spare the time. He's instructed you to rest and recuperate, and not to dwell on anything else."
"Overseas?" Ning Fengsheng shook his head in disbelief. "What kind of business requires him to go there in person, and at this time? Moss, you're not good at lying... I'm so sick, I'm almost dying. There's no way Nanchuan Shijue would abandon me."
She knew Nanchuan Shijue too well. That man was so overbearing and tyrannical that it was outrageous!
She had just woken up from a serious illness, and he could only stay by her side all the time!
"This..." Moss panicked, with beads of sweat oozing from his forehead.
"Is it related to my illness this time? Did Master Nanchuan take him away?"
Moss opened his mouth, but ultimately replied vaguely, "Yes... the master suddenly gave instructions. It's very urgent. The young master must return. Miss Ning, please take your medicine first. Taking care of your health is the most important thing."
He pushed the pills and water cup forward again, almost pleadingly, "Please, Miss Ning, the young master cares most about your health, you can't... make him worry anymore..."
I was about to cry when I saw it.
Ning Fengsheng didn't ask any more questions. He silently took the cup of water and took the medicine.
The huge, cold cloud of doubt in my heart is spreading crazily.
Every subtle expression of Moss's, every evasive look in his eyes, every pause in his voice, were like cold needles, piercing her nerves.
Master Nanchuan tried to kill her... She almost died.
She is alive now, but Nanchuan Shijue has disappeared. There must be a connection between them.
Just before she fell into a coma, he proposed to her and she agreed to marry him. Happiness was just around the corner.
Ning Fengsheng took out his cell phone and called Nanchuan Shijue, but the number was out of service!
Three years ago, he specially applied for couple numbers, and the last digit of their phone numbers differed by only one digit.
He said he would never change his number, so she would always be able to find him unless he died...
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