Chapter 1: My Husband's Legacy
Lounge chair, dim light, warm and fluffy cashmere blanket.
The metal hammer swung slowly. Su Xia watched it for a while, his eyelids began to feel heavy, and he gradually fell into unconsciousness following the hypnotist's instructions.
"Ms. Su, now I want to take you back to a place, not the moment that scared you, but an earlier time."
"You and your husband arrived at the helipad at the foot of the mountain. You held his hand and walked forward, looking at the snow-capped mountains in the distance... Can you tell me what color the sky is?"
Su Xia's eyelids trembled, and her hands, delicate and tender under the blanket, clasped together, "...blue."
“A very clean blue.”
It has been three years since Xu Jiqing passed away, and Su Xia has suffered from insomnia for three years.
Seeing that her body was about to collapse, she made up her mind to seek help from a psychologist.
She survived a great disaster, and her husband's inheritance would last her all her life. Without the psychopath Xu Jiqing controlling her everywhere, she should have lived a carefree life.
But whether she was at home, on vacation on an island, or buying a new mansion and hiring a dozen male models to spend the night with her sisters, Su Xia never had a good night's sleep again.
Sometimes I can’t sleep the whole night.
Sometimes she would fall asleep after taking a few melatonin tablets, but every time she woke up, she would still see her late husband’s cold and handsome face in front of her. His eyes were as dark as water, as obsessed and mocking as ever, making it impossible for her to live alone with peace of mind.
"How did Miss Su feel at that time?"
"I'm... very nervous."
"I thought about it for a long time and was ready to ask him for a divorce that day."
From childhood to adulthood, everyone who knew Su Xia had lamented that she was destined to live a life of luxury and comfort:
When her family was doing well, she was the jewel in the crown, but after bankruptcy, her glory faded, her first love who she was engaged to disappeared, and just when people gathered to laugh at her, Xu Jiqing married her with his 10 billion fortune.
She and Xu Jiqing were high school classmates.
But back then, one of them was a rich lady who went to school in a Bentley, and the other was a poor student who couldn't even afford the tuition. Let alone any rumors, they had barely spoken to each other.
Xu Jiqing suffered a lot and also became famous in Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School, but no matter how many ups and downs he experienced, Su Xia never looked at him straight in the eye. She even knew how to write his name only after he became successful.
Su Xia couldn't understand.
She wants his money, what does Xu Jiqing want from her?
She knew nothing about being gentle and virtuous. She had never listened to a few classes properly when she was in school. The halo of her family background faded, and all Su Xia had was a good-looking appearance.
In the words of a financial tabloid reporter, Mrs. Xu is the kind of beautiful woman who lacks substance.
They went to several dinners for technology upstarts together. Xu Jiqing was in the main seat, with a cool and sharp temperament. The wives of his colleagues all graduated from top universities, and were capable and intellectual. Su Xia beside him seemed so delicate and vulgar, like a peony that had strayed into an orchid bush.
Xu Jiqing didn't seem to like her face either.
Apart from the show during the wedding vows, they never kissed, and the occasional intimacy at night seemed like pure release.
The lights were dimmed to the lowest setting, and the slender white neck and wrists were intertwined, like prey caught in a trap, unable to break free or escape, firmly pressed under the man's slender fingers.
Su Xia had never seen Xu Jiqing when he was emotional, but she could feel his eyes.
It was cold and sticky, like algae tangled in water, crawling up along her lower back.
He hated her.
Therefore, marrying her is probably revenge:
The eldest lady who once treated him like an ant is now submissive to him for his money, power and power. No matter how much she begs for mercy, it is useless. She can only endure the pain and dare not shed a tear.
Su Xia is used to being heartless and forgets the excitement she has seen in a blink of an eye.
Now that her life was becoming uncomfortable, she gradually realized how cruel she had been in the past. Her belated conscience and fear nourished each other. She felt guilty and afraid, and became increasingly afraid to look directly into those light eyes.
After two years of suffering, thinking that no matter how much he tortured her, it was enough, she finally mustered up the courage to file for divorce.
Who could have expected that the accident would happen the very next moment she opened her mouth.
“…As we flew over the highest peak of the snow-capped mountains, we encountered a downdraft.”
Alarm sound.
A shrill alarm.
The main rotor was unbalanced, the helicopter body shook violently, and the feeling of weightlessness came one after another.
The pilot's breathing in the headset became more and more rapid, and his calmness quickly ran out, turning into intermittent sobs.
Then, the lifting lever failed.
Clack clack.
The needle on the dashboard trembled wildly, glaciers roared past outside the window, and after a few seconds of desperate silence, their helicopter rushed towards the cliff.
The impact point was on the right front of the helicopter. The front windshield was penetrated by the sharp ridge and the pilot died on the spot.
Su Xia survived because an expensive safety system saved the fuel tank.
The expected explosion did not occur.
The plane's rotor was stuck in the rock shelf. After a few terrifying shakes, the narrow and long platform barely supported the fuselage, and the broken rock, carrying ice and snow, fell down.
"My husband was sitting on the right. He was badly injured and covered in blood..."
Su Xia was immersed in memories, her body trembling slightly.
"The signal antenna... seems to be broken. I waited in the cabin for a whole day and night, but there was no response from the radio."
"Until the next morning, I heard someone talking to me."
The hypnotist paused for a moment, "Who's speaking?"
Su Xia clenched her hands, "...I don't know."
Is the radio signal back on?
The rescue plane finally arrived.
Maybe it's self-repair after trauma.
Too much time has passed, and those shocking images have become extremely blurry. There is no sound or smell anymore, only large blocks of color floating before my eyes.
"Miss Su, relax, you are saved."
The hypnotist led her to take two deep breaths. "You are now on a rescue plane. In half an hour, you will land on the ground in a nearby city. Medical staff will rewarm you."
"You are safe now. Your heartbeat and breathing are becoming more stable, and your hands and feet are becoming warm."
"The sunlight outside the window shines on the snow-capped mountains, shining brightly... You look out, how do you feel?"
"...It's still cold, but I feel much more at ease."
Su Xia swallowed and fell back into the recliner.
"Okay, now, imagine you're holding a remote control that lets you control the playback of this entire memory. Each frame can be paused and zoomed out. We're parked in the cabin of the rescue plane, and the image is becoming clearer and clearer..."
"You can hear a lot of noise right now. The blades of the rescue plane are spinning, the monitor is beeping, and the medical staff are talking to the pilot. It's okay. We can turn down the volume with the remote control."
"Now, let's look down from the window again."
"Outside there's sunshine, snow, you're safe, everything seems so far away... Can you tell me what else you saw?"
What else did she see?
Under Su Xia's tightly closed eyelids, her pupils suddenly dilated.
The scenes that her brain had deliberately erased for self-protection fell like heavy snow.
Layer after layer.
Dragging her deeper.
The window was broken and the pilot was long gone.
Xu Jiqing pounced on her from the left, holding her tightly with his arms, almost covering her entire body. Her breathing was a little rapid, and veins on the side of her neck were bulging.
The wind is biting.
There was a faint low rumbling sound outside, getting closer and closer.
Like an avalanche, like it was under her feet.
Something warm was flowing down her ears and neck. Maybe the fuel tank was leaking, or maybe something else.
The wind blew snow particles towards her face, and the low temperature numbed her sense of smell. Su Xia didn't dare to look up, let alone touch it. Her emotions were on the verge of collapse.
"Will I die..."
She couldn't breathe, and tears were already streaming down her face because of her extreme panic and despair.
Xu Jiqing's right hand was injured, and the angles of his ring finger and little finger were weird. Su Xia never dared to look closely, but that day she was so scared that she grabbed the man's hand in a panic.
Her beautiful almond-shaped eyes were red, and she sobbed as she tried her best to get into his arms.
His hands were clenched tightly, and his palms were covered with sweat, which was delicate, wet and soft.
Xu Jiqing lowered his eyes, looked at it quietly for a while, his throat rolled twice, and his voice was very steady, "No."
How long had they been trapped in the helicopter?
The golden rescue time under such extreme conditions is too short.
The days in the snow-capped mountains are exceptionally bright, and the nights are exceptionally dark. Su Xia doesn't dare to count, as every minute and every second feels like a countdown.
She only remembered that after the positioning signal was sent, during the long time of waiting for the radio response, she wanted to hold hands, and Xu Jiqing let her do so.
She was afraid of the sound of the wind and the avalanche, so Xu Jiqing stretched out his intact left hand in an extremely uncomfortable posture and covered her ears.
It’s too cold on the snowy mountain at an altitude of 3,000 meters.
Su Xia's body temperature dropped rapidly and he shivered in waves.
Their helicopter was white, which she had chosen for its appearance. In the vast snowfield, the search and rescue would be as difficult as looking for a needle in a haystack.
I was in a daze until dark, and then until dawn.
Su Xia couldn't remember the color of the rescue plane, nor the first words the rescuer shouted. She only remembered that when she was pried out of the back seat and put on the stretcher, she was wrapped in a familiar men's winter coat over her original clothes.
The clothes were put on, zipped up to the top, covering half of her face.
From the crumbling wreckage of the helicopter to the rescue plane hovering high above, the rope pulled her stretcher upwards, swaying.
In the biting cold wind, Su Xia turned his head and looked down. There were large patches of solidified dark red on the snow next to the crash site.
Intermittent.
The SOS is so large that it can be spotted at a glance from a higher altitude.
The last stroke was dragged far away——
Except for his hands, almost all the bones in Xu Jiqing's body were broken.
Under the thin underwear, the whole person was almost soaked in blood, and the artificial wound on the thigh was deep enough to see the bone. He curled up and crawled back under the wing supporting the rock shelf.
Xu Jiqing called her "Xia Xia" only once in his life.
On the cliff of the snowy mountain where she had fallen into coma due to prolonged fear and her life force was fading away second by second, there was that cold voice, calling her name over and over again to prevent her from falling asleep.
He is like a broken yet unbreakable ice pick,
Just holding her up like that.
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