Chapter 82: The Power
forever?
She was startled!
The fingers holding the orange hairpin tightened uncontrollably in an instant, with the knuckles turning white with force, as if they were going to crush the hard glass!
In her previous life, her father, mother, and brother...
All her relatives were left forever and tragically in that cold mass grave, without even a tombstone!
In this life, she returned with a blood feud on her back, walking on thin ice, every step was frightening, and she didn't even know whether she would live or die, so how could she talk about the illusory "forever"?
But, this seemingly ignorant child in front of her said these two words, which were the heaviest, most extravagant and most ironic to her, in the most innocent and pure tone!
Inside the cabin, the soft light of the oil lamp swayed gently, casting the shadows of the two people on the cabin wall, stretching and shaking.
Outside the window, there is the quiet night and the sound of oars, which makes this small space even quieter.
Chen He looked at Xiao Jingchi's clear eyes that were filled with the expectation and determination of "being together forever", and felt a mixture of emotions surging in her heart. She was so blocked that she was speechless for a moment and couldn't say a word.
Xiao Jingchi's pure eyes were still looking at her without blinking, full of expectation and confidence.
It seemed that as long as she nodded, that fairy-tale "forever" would come true immediately.
He didn't understand the weight behind this "forever".
a long time.
It was so long that the light in Xiao Jingchi's eyes began to dim slightly, with a hint of imperceptible doubt and grievance.
Shen He finally found his voice.
She took a deep breath, as if using up all her strength, to barely suppress the turmoil in her heart.
She raised her eyes and looked at Xiao Jingchi, trying hard to force a smile that was uglier than crying.
The voice was dry and hoarse, with a sense of desperation and heaviness.
"good……"
She heard herself say.
Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between the teeth.
"We're always together."
Xiao Jingchi's eyes lit up again in an instant!
Like a child who got his favorite candy!
He nodded vigorously, with an unconcealed bright smile on his little face!
"Yeah! Always together!"
***
The cruise ship docked.
It was late at night and there were few people on the dock.
Several royal guards were already waiting respectfully on the side.
Xiao Jingchi looked back every few steps, his little hands tightly grasping Chen He's sleeves, refusing to let go.
"Sister He, will you come to play with me tomorrow... tomorrow?"
His voice was filled with deep attachment and reluctance.
"Be good, go back first. I'll come to see you when I'm free."
She tried to make her voice sound relaxed and natural.
Xiao Jingchi pursed his lips, as if he wanted to say something.
But seeing Chen He's tired yet unquestionable look, he finally nodded obediently.
He held up his little finger.
"Hook!"
Chen He was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his finger and hooked it with him.
"Okay, pinky promise."
The guard stepped forward, saluted respectfully, and then carefully escorted Xiao Jingchi away.
Xiao Jingchi was led by the guards, and he kept looking back at Chen He. His small figure walked farther and farther away in the night until he disappeared at the corner of the street.
That reluctant look was like a thin silk thread, entwined in Shen He's heart, making it difficult for her to breathe.
Chen He stood there until he could no longer see the bright yellow figure, then he slowly stood up.
The evening breeze blew by, bringing with it the cool scent of the river water, and also blew away the forced gentleness on her face.
All that is left is deep fatigue and an indescribable loneliness.
After sending away the "silly" prince who protected her, she turned back into the lonely Shen He who walked on the edge of a knife.
She did not return home immediately, but chose to walk slowly along the quiet street alone.
The cold moonlight sprinkled on the bluestone road, stretching her shadow very long.
The thought of revenge, like a poisonous snake, once again coiled in my heart.
Shan Zhuyu, Chen Jiao, Xiao Jingren... and the almighty Queen!
Everyone owed her Shen family a blood debt! She had to proceed with caution and not make the slightest mistake!
Amidst her chaotic thoughts, a faint aroma of food and whispers caught her attention.
She raised her head and looked towards the light.
Not far away, I saw a small noodle shop with the lights on and the door open.
A dim light shone through the door, bringing with it a warmth unique to the late night.
A familiar figure at the table by the window inside the door made her stop suddenly.
Zhou Yan'an? !
He sat alone at the table, with a pot of wine and a small dish in front of him, drinking by himself.
His expression was indifferent, with a hint of aloofness and coldness.
Opposite him, lying...
Chu Yue? !
The girl was lying on the table, motionless, and looked like she was drunk and unconscious.
Chen He was somewhat surprised and walked in.
Walking to the table, she looked at Chu Yue who was lying on the ground, then looked at Zhou Yan'an who had a calm expression, and her voice was filled with a hint of inquiry.
"Is she drunk again?"
Zhou Yan'an heard the voice and raised his head.
When he saw clearly that the person coming was Chen He, a hint of barely perceptible surprise flashed across his calm eyes.
Was it a surprise or an accident? Perhaps even he couldn't tell.
He immediately stood up and gave up his seat naturally.
“Miss Shen.”
Then he moved a chair from the empty table next to him and placed it next to his original seat.
He shouted again.
"Waiter, bring some more bowls and chopsticks."
The whole process went smoothly without any delay.
This calm and considerate attitude is in stark contrast to his cold appearance.
After doing all this, Zhou Yan'an sat down again, his eyes fell on Chu Yue who was lying on the ground, and nodded slightly.
The tone was flat, with a hint of helplessness.
"Um."
"She herself was clamoring for a drink."
"I didn't drink much, but this is what happened."
The waiter quickly came over with a set of clean dishes and gently placed them in front of Chen He.
His movements were quick and swift, revealing the familiarity that is unique to late-night restaurants.
Zhou Yan'an picked up the wine jug on the table.
It was a rough pottery wine pot, with a bit of gangster style.
He didn't say anything, but just raised his hand and made a gesture of pouring wine, his eyes falling on Shen He's face.
His eyes were still calm, but with a hint of questioning.
Chen He looked at the slightly tilted mouth of the pot and Zhou Yan'an's eyes as calm as water.
The fatigue and heaviness in my heart seemed to have found an outlet at this moment.
She nodded slightly.
At this moment, perhaps only this spicy wine can slightly numb the heart filled with hatred and calculation.
When Zhou Yan'an saw this, a faint smile seemed to flash across his eyes.
It's so fast that it's almost an illusion.
He steadily lifted the wine pot and poured half a bowl of wine into the coarse porcelain bowl in front of Chen He.
The wine was clear and shimmered in the dim light.
Then he filled his own glass again.
The whole action was still so calm and unhurried.
Neither of them spoke.
Zhou Yan'an picked up the wine bowl and gestured slightly towards Chen He.
Chen He also picked up the bowl.
The edge of the bowl is rough and feels cold, but it has a solid texture.
"bite."
Two coarse porcelain bowls touched lightly in the air, making a crisp sound.
It is especially clear in this quiet night.
Then, they both raised their heads at the same time.
Drink it all in one gulp!
The spicy wine slid down the throat like a flame, instantly igniting every part of the body!
Chen He put down the wine bowl with a "dong" sound.
She raised her hand and casually wiped the corner of her mouth with her sleeve.
His eyes suddenly became sharp.
She looked at Zhou Yan'an, her voice low but every word clear.
"Xue Minglan came to see me today."
Zhou Yan'an's hand holding the wine bowl paused almost imperceptibly.
But there was still no expression on his face, only his eyes were slightly focused.
"oh?"
Chen He didn't look at him, his eyes fell on the faint circle of water stains on the table.
The voice was filled with a cold certainty.
"He also told me one thing. The owner of Renxinzhai is not dead. And he is in his hands."
"What?!"
Zhou Yan'an suddenly raised his head!
Those eyes that had been calm until now finally revealed an expression of unbelievable shock!
There was a hint of urgency in his voice!
"impossible!"
"I later personally examined the body!"
His brows were furrowed and his tone was firm.
"How could he still be alive?!"
When Chen He heard this, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which was filled with infinite ridicule and coldness.
She raised her eyes and met Zhou Yan'an's shocked gaze.
His eyes were deep, as if hiding endless coldness.
"yes……"
She said softly.
"this……"
"That's exactly what makes him so great, isn't it?"
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