With a heavy heart, Fu Hong turned and walked home in silence. As she passed Lin Wan's house, she became increasingly uneasy and knocked on the door: "Sister Wan? Is Sister Wan home? It's me, A Hong."
No one agreed.
She assumed no one was home, so she went back to her own house first.
As soon as I entered, I saw Fu Lan running out of the house with her face flushed.
"What's wrong?" Fu Hong asked curiously.
Fu Lan didn't dare tell her sister, shaking her head, "It's nothing." But her eyes kept involuntarily glancing towards the neighbor's room. In broad daylight, wasn't she ashamed...?
"Oh, by the way, on my way back, I met someone who looks a lot like Sister Wan. She said she's Sister Wan's cousin and mentioned you to me," Fu Hong said.
Fu Lan looked at Fu Hong, her eyes crinkling with a smile: "You mean Sister Xing? I know her, she's such a nice person."
Looking at Fu Lan's innocent appearance, Fu Hong suddenly became a little worried: "How long have you known her? You already think she's a good person?"
“But she’s just a good person,” Fu Lan said.
Fu Hong: "..."
Fu Hong felt somewhat powerless. It seemed that she had indeed protected her younger sister too well, leaving her without any sense of vigilance.
"Don't talk to strangers casually in the future, or you might get kidnapped and sold to the mountains," she warned Fu Lan.
"Okay," Fu Lan replied with a smile.
It was obvious at a glance that she hadn't taken it to heart at all, which made Fu Hong even more worried. It seemed that she really needed to keep a closer eye on her from now on.
Half an hour later, Lin Wanjiao's voice came from next door: "Xia, Qiu..."
Oh, so Sister Wan was home.
Fu Hong went next door and knocked on the door again.
This time, the door opened quickly, and Lin Wan's face was flushed, looking extremely beautiful.
Upon seeing Fu Hong, she asked, "Oh, it's Ahong. Is something the matter?"
The sweet, delicate voice made Fu Hong's cheeks flush slightly.
"Oh, Wan-jie, you're home. Why didn't anyone answer when I knocked?" Fu Hong asked.
A hint of embarrassment flashed across Lin Wan's face, but it was quickly concealed by her radiant complexion: "Oh, I wasn't feeling well earlier, so I went to my room to sleep for a while."
Fu Hong had no doubts and said with a smile, "No wonder Sister Wan's face is so red, she was sleeping."
Lin Wan: "..." Why does it feel like she's talking about the opposite sex?
"Is there something you need?" Lin Wan asked.
"Did you have guests at your house today, Sister Wan?" Fu Hong asked.
Lin Wan nodded: "Yes, my cousin is here. What's up?"
“I ran into her on the way back just now, and she seemed a bit strange.” Fu Hong said, then told Lin Wan what Xing Zhaozhao had mentioned to her, “I think there’s something wrong with her. Sister Wan, you should avoid associating with her in the future. Don’t get taken advantage of and end up being the one who’s being taken advantage of.”
Lin Wan's eyes flashed, and she nodded with a smile, "Okay, I understand."
After Fu Hong finished speaking, she went back.
Lin Wan closed the door and turned to look at Chen Dachuan, who had just come out of the house: "You heard everything?"
Chen Dachuan nodded.
"Do you think she's discovered something?" Lin Wan asked, somewhat worried.
Chen Dachuan didn't take it seriously: "She's only been staying at our house for a short time, what could she possibly find out? You should take advantage of her visit and go visit Xiaogaozhuang more often."
Lin Wan responded with an "Mmm": "Don't worry, I've already planned this out."
Early in the morning, Xing Zhaozhao couldn't help but go to the door again. Standing in the abandoned cellar, she looked at the sign she had put up next to her. Apart from the sentence she had left at the beginning, there was still no other information. Her heart sank.
For several days in a row, whenever she had free time, she would come over to take a look. Even if she couldn't see Gao Mingcheng, she hoped to see him leave a message on the sign.
But there was nothing, nothing at all. There were no people, no words.
The New Year is over, and given his age, he should have retired long ago. It's not like we haven't seen him since.
Could something have happened?
Xing Zhaozhao felt inexplicably uneasy. Ignoring everything else, she immediately went down the mountain to the town.
On Renmin Road, several elderly men were doing their morning exercise in sportswear. When they saw Xing Zhaozhao, they were all surprised: "Hey? Little Xing, why are you up so early today?" The sun had only just risen a short while ago.
and……
The old men, seeing that Xing Zhaozhao was all alone, without even the basket she always carried on her back, asked in surprise, "Why did you come here today without bringing anything to sell?"
Xing Zhaozhao looked at the old men, gave a stiff smile, and asked, "I want to ask you about someone."
"Who?" the old men asked.
“Gao Mingcheng, the iron-blooded general,” Xing Zhaozhao said.
The old men were stunned for a moment, then exclaimed in unison, "Hey, I thought you were asking about someone else. Iron-Blooded Warrior, who doesn't recognize him?"
Xing Zhaozhao asked with delight, "Do you know where he is right now?"
"Where else could it be? The capital, of course," the old men said.
"Has he been staying in the capital all this time and not coming back?" Xing Zhaozhao asked hurriedly.
The elderly men all clicked their tongues and shook their heads: "It seems they won't be able to come back for the time being."
"Why?" Xing Zhaozhao asked, puzzled.
"I heard he had an accident before the New Year and is still lying in the intensive care unit, not yet awake. How could he possibly come back?" several elderly men said.
Xing Zhaozhao's face turned pale instantly, and her heart clenched.
She knew that something must have happened to him since he hadn't been seen for so long.
"how……"
Just as Xing Zhaozhao was about to ask how to find him, she heard several old men continue, "I heard that their family has been in a complete mess because of this."
Xing Zhaozhao froze instantly, as if the words she was about to say were stuck in her throat, and she couldn't say them anymore.
In their home...
So, he has another family?
That's true. In this world, she and her child are long gone. He is all alone and in the prime of his life. How could he not remarry?
Xing Zhaozhao's nose tingled, and her eyes quickly filled with tears, but she gritted her teeth and didn't let a single tear fall.
She turned and walked away silently; she was going home, and her children were waiting for her.
As for him, he has family and doesn't need her. Even if he did find her, what would she be in their eyes?
The old men gossiped for a while, then turned to look at Xing Zhaozhao, who was already gone: "Why did she leave? Didn't she say she was looking for Iron-Blooded Warrior? But why did she ask us? Doesn't she know Boss Gao? Why didn't she just ask Boss Gao directly? They're family."
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