Feng Guang tucked him in, not daring to look him in the eye. "Maybe I haven't been resting well."
"Is it because of...him?" Without even guessing, Han Qi knew that since he was able to wake up and the doctor said that his body only needed to slowly recover, it meant that Han Chen was dead.
After a while, Feng Guang slowly nodded, her feigned relaxed smile gone. "I went to the beach... and scattered his ashes into the sea."
“It’s my fault…” His clear eyes were filled with sadness. “I thought… as long as I died, everyone could live well.”
Feng Guang suddenly shouted, "Han Qi, you absolutely cannot have this thought again! I don't want to experience the fear of losing you again!"
She spoke out of control, then wiped her eyes hard, trying not to cry at this moment.
"No... I won't have that thought again." After all, it was a major operation, and Han Qi's body hadn't fully recovered yet. He used all his strength to move his hand and gently held hers. "Feng Guang, don't be angry. You can hit me or scold me, but don't make yourself angry."
Hearing this, a mixture of sadness and sweetness welled up in her heart, a complex mix of emotions. "Han Qi, Han Chen is dead... Death is truly a terrifying thing. I don't want to see you die again. For the rest of your life, can't you just stay by my side?"
"Okay, for the rest of my life, I will stay by Fengguang's side." Han Qi held her hand and placed it on his chest, letting her feel the beating of his heart in his chest cavity. "This heart... originally belonged to Han Chen. Fengguang, I will live well in his place, so don't be so sad anymore, this heart will hurt."
"Mmm..." she responded softly. Han Qi's heart pounded, and for a moment she was reminded of Han Chen that night.
That was also the last time she saw Han Chen.
Three months later, the student council president of Lihai High School, who had been out of contact for a while, returned to the school.
What's incomprehensible is that this student council president actually chose to transfer to Class E, which has the worst reputation. Not long after, everyone understood why: the president never hid his feelings for a girl.
This girl is from Class E, and her name is Xia Fengguang.
Mu Jin looked at Han Chen sitting with Feng Guang. She didn't pay any attention to what Gu Lan was saying. Han Chen was still the same Han Chen, but she felt that Han Chen seemed to be gentler... She thought sadly, maybe it's because he has someone he likes, and he is more gentle when he is with the person he likes.
Fengguang's mistake was pointed out by the boy next to her again. She didn't say anything, but listened quietly to his explanation. He had said that his current goal was for her to get into the same university as him. So, he would explain the questions to her and take the opportunity to take advantage of her. For example, right now, he was holding her hand that was holding the pen, and his gentle smile when he looked down could charm any woman.
But he wasn't happy, because he realized that for the past few months, she hadn't dared to look him in the eye.
Perhaps it's because I have the same face as Han Chen.
Han Qi called out softly, "Fengguang."
"Hmm?" She slightly raised her eyes.
He said, "I'm still here with you, aren't I?"
Feng Guang's lips moved slightly, and after a long while, she uttered a syllable that was faintly choked with emotion, "Yes."
Han Qi is still alive, right beside her.
In that summer classroom, amidst the surrounding noise, just because of one sentence from him, she realized that she seemed to have been running away for too long. Han Chen's death made her sad, but that didn't mean she could ignore this man who had just come back from hell in the days to come.
Han Chen lowered his head and kissed her forehead. "I'll be here for you from now on."
That's enough.
Han Qi's Side Story (1)
On Saturday, it rained heavily, and the gray sky made the funeral seem even more somber.
Those present at the funeral wore black to pay tribute to Han Wei, a scientist who made significant breakthroughs in the field of biological science.
Because of him, this man who is just over forty years old, he came up with a method to cultivate artificial organs and made it possible, which led to such great progress in medicine.
He is a great man.
But a car accident took his life. Because God does not allow anyone to rewrite the script of another's fate, God sent this great man to heaven ahead of time.
Yes, Han Wei was a great man.
The pastor finished reading the eulogy with a heavy heart, and the funeral was declared over. Zhen Wei cried her heart out and was helped into the car ahead of time.
It was a rainy day, and the roads were difficult to walk on.
Han Qi held Feng Guang's hand and asked with concern, "Are you feeling alright?"
"Yes, I'm fine." A black dress made Feng Guang appear even more composed and solemn. One of her hands was held by Han Qi, while the other hand was unconsciously placed on her already large belly.
She was pregnant, already five months along. After turning twenty, while still a sophomore in college, she married Han Qi. Xia Chao was naturally unwilling to marry off his daughter so early, but the deed was done, and she was now pregnant in a grand manner.
Her university studies have been suspended, and she is now at home preparing for childbirth.
The adult Han Qi is more mature and charming than he was a few years ago. At least Feng Guang knows that in college, almost every few days a girl tries to confess her feelings to him. Han Qi's answer is always the same: he will show off the wedding ring on his ring finger and say with a smile, "I'm already married."
Even if he appeared completely focused, Feng Guang still felt insecure because she was pregnant. Pregnant women are always more suspicious, and the sudden death of her father-in-law, Han Qi's father, made her even more uneasy.
She said, "Your father has always been very careful and never drinks before driving. How could he have caused an accident while driving under the influence this time?"
"He had just received an academic award before the accident, so he probably relaxed when he was happy." Han Qi tilted the umbrella a little more towards her, while his other shoulder was already soaked by the rain, but he seemed not to notice.
The wind pushed the umbrella towards him. "Don't just think about me. You're not in good health. What if you get sick?"
“But if Fengguang gets sick, I’ll feel even worse than if I were sick myself.” A gentle smile appeared on his handsome face, as warm as a spring breeze, and his charm was even more captivating against the backdrop of his black suit.
Feng Hua couldn't resist his sweet words, so she could only move closer to him to keep him from getting soaked in the rain. Thinking about herself now, and then about Zhen Wei, she sighed, "What will happen to my mother-in-law in the future?"
"She is a strong woman." Because of her closeness, Han Qi changed from holding her hand to putting his arm around her waist. He said softly, "Our child will be born soon. I'm sure my mother will get over her grief quickly."
"I hope so." Feng Guang had a good impression of this mother-in-law, so she hoped that this woman who had lost her husband would recover soon.
Han Qi looked down at the top of her head and said gently, "Let's go home."
She nodded. "Okay."
Since Han Qi and Feng Guang got married, they have moved out to live elsewhere. So now, in the Han family mansion, after losing the male head of the household, Han Wei, only Zhen Wei remains.
Seeing that she was overwhelmed with grief and worried that she might be hungry, the nanny went to the kitchen to prepare a nourishing dinner.
Zhen Wei was alone in the room, her eyes already swollen from crying. Looking at Han Wei's belongings on the table, she sobbed even harder. After a long while, she picked up Han Wei's phone. She remembered that her husband's phone wallpaper was a photo of the two of them. Even though she knew it would make her even sadder, she still wanted to see it. The phone's password was her birthday. When the phone screen lit up, she didn't see the wallpaper, but a voice message that she hadn't had time to send.
As if possessed, she clicked on the audio message.
“Xiaowei, we’ve been wrong for ten whole years. The Han Qi we have now is not our son. He is…”
The man's voice stopped abruptly, followed by a loud crash from the car.
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