flstandardbreds Chapter 335 Broken Attachment
Chapter 335 Broken Attachment
In the bedroom of Jinyang Villa, which was filled with sadness and chaos, Luo Jinxi had a solemn expression on his face. He held Cui Jiani's arm tightly, walked hurriedly with an anxious look, and ran downstairs without saying anything.
Their figures quickly shuttled back and forth in the stairwell, without stopping for a moment, and rushed straight towards the door.
After leaving the house, the two of them got into the car quickly and swiftly, without any hesitation, as if there was something chasing them from behind that they were eager to get rid of.
Luo Jinxi quickly got into the driver's seat and decisively inserted the key into the ignition switch. With a low engine roar, the car started slowly and drove smoothly out of the gate of Jinyang Villa, and soon merged into the bustling traffic outside.
At this moment, Cui Jiani frowned and looked at Luo Jinxi anxiously. The doubts in her heart surged like a tide. She could no longer hold back her curiosity and worry, and asked anxiously: "Jinxi, what's going on? Why did you scold Xiaoji like that? This is not like your style."
Luo Jinxi gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands, his eyes wide open as if spitting fire, an expression that was a mixture of anger and eagerness.
She said with a full heart of injustice: "This time when Jiang Chengyu and I went to Kuncheng to hand over the case of Song Wenxuan, an extremely serious incident occurred.
Jiang Chengyu's body suddenly showed very strange symptoms again, and he fell into a terrible state of deep sleep.
My grandfather is an authoritative expert in the medical field. After a thorough examination of Jiang Chengyu, he said that if the cause of Jiang Chengyu's illness could not be found in time and an effective treatment method could not be found,
Cheng Yu... he might just sleep forever, like a vegetative person without consciousness. Can you imagine how horrible that would be?"
Cui Jiani listened to Luo Jinxi's words, her eyes widened, her face full of disbelief, her mouth slightly open, and she was stunned for a long time before stammering:
"This...when did this happen? How did he get this strange disease? Doesn't little Guitar know about this?"
Luo Jinxi took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, and said decisively: “He knows that Xiaoji has been trying every possible way and running around to find a possible treatment for Cheng Yu.
However, there was one thing he didn't know. When Jiang Chengyu was in Kuncheng, he wrote a suicide note and gave it to Song Shijie. "
"Suicide note?" Cui Jiani was so shocked that her body trembled slightly when she heard the word, and her voice unconsciously rose a few decibels. "Why do you want to write a suicide note? What's going on?"
Luo Jinxi bit her lip slightly and continued to respond: "I guess he knew that his physical condition was very bad, so he wrote a suicide note in advance."
"Does Xiao Jita know about the suicide note?" Cui Jiani asked immediately.
Luo Jinxi shook his head: "He doesn't know that the content of the suicide note is to ask Song Shijie to find a person named Karina and transplant his own organs to Mu Xiaoji after Mu Xiaoji's old illness relapses. This is his oath to protect Mu Xiaoji for the rest of his life."
"What?" When Cui Jiani heard this, the look of astonishment on her face became even more intense, her eyes widened, and her mouth opened as if an egg could be stuffed in. She was completely shocked by the news.
Luo Jinxi ignored Cui Jiani's shock and continued, "There is one more thing. Mu Xiaoji's son was born. He is a very cute little boy."
Cui Jiani felt as if her brain was being bombarded by a huge amount of information, which was a bit overwhelming. She rubbed her temples with her hands and asked with a puzzled look on her face:
"Mu Xiaoji's son was born? When did this happen? How could this happen?"
Luo Jinxi sighed deeply and explained, "It was that bastard Song Shijie who forced Jiang Chengyu to violate moral condemnation and provide Mu Xiaoji with sperm for surrogacy;
Then the child was born through surrogacy, and Mu Xiaoji still doesn't know about it.
I think the reason they quarreled this time was probably because of this matter."
Cui Jiani slowly turned her gaze out of the car window, and the scenery outside quickly passed by, just like her confused thoughts at the moment.
She murmured to herself, "Oh my God, I've only seen these plots in TV dramas before, but I didn't expect that they would actually happen to us now. This is too incredible."
While driving attentively, Luo Jinxi analyzed: "Mu Xiaoji may have thought that Jiang Chengyu betrayed him, so he angrily tore up the marriage certificate and wanted to give him freedom.
But he didn't know that the child was actually his own. Poor Jiang Chengyu, even if he had a lot of mouths, he probably couldn't explain the injustice. "
Cui Jiani was silent for a while, but still asked in confusion: "Then why didn't you tell Xiaoji about these things just now? Maybe if you had explained it clearly, they wouldn't be like this."
Luo Jinxi's eyes flashed with worry, and he responded: "I dare not, I am worried that if Xiaoji knew these things, he would be too emotional and cause his old illness to relapse.
At that time, according to Jiang Chengyu's suicide note, he will definitely transplant his organs to Xiaoji, which will really harm Jiang Chengyu. That's why I wanted to come out first and think about what to do next."
The car continued to move forward in the traffic, and the two people in the car fell into deep thought. They both knew that it was not an easy task to sort out the mess in front of them, and the future of Jiang Chengyu and Mu Xiaoji was full of unknowns and confusion.
Jiang Chengyu stood quietly alone on the balcony of the bedroom in the sea view villa, his figure looking a little thin under the caress of the sea breeze.
Before his eyes, the boundless ocean was surging with waves, just like the loneliness and bitterness intertwined deep in his heart. The sourness of not being understood and the heaviness of loneliness and helplessness were eroding his soul like a shadow.
The past scenes emerged like ghosts. Xiaoji's innocent face was clear as if it was right in front of him.
He still remembered that when Rong Shishan handed him the majestic Land Rover Range Rover that Xiaoji bought for him, the sunlight in front of the hospital seemed to be obscured by the light of the luxury car.
When the Land Rover Range Rover came within reach, Jiang Chengyu's heart was instantly filled with ecstasy, because it was a gift from Xiaoji.
But Xiaoji blinked his bright eyes and said with a smile that this was just a prelude and not today's surprise.
Later, after packing the suitcases at the Hailar Hotel and getting in the car, Jiang Chengyu drove the Land Rover Range Rover skillfully through the busy traffic. Xiaoji handed over a property certificate. At that moment, Jiang Chengyu's world spun and tears of gratitude almost burst out.
The time spent with Xiaoji was like a dream but unforgettable. They had been in this villa, full of passion, with clothes scattered all over the floor, every trace hiding the whisper of love, and every inch of the air was filled with the fragrance of passionate love.
But now, everything has been shattered, like a garden swept by a storm, left desolate.
After the passion, people's hearts are broken; Mu Xiaoji slapped Jiang Chengyu in the face, and he felt dizzy. The sudden burning pain on his cheek was like a heavy hammer, waking him up from the chaos.
He suddenly opened his eyes and met Mu Xiaoji's eyes that were full of anger and sorrow. The bloodshot in his eyes seemed to drip blood, which was terrifying.
"Tell me clearly, who is Choubao?" Mu Xiaoji's voice was trembling, but it seemed to be filled with endless anger and resentment. Every word was like a sharp piece of ice, piercing straight into Jiang Chengyu's heart.
Jiang Chengyu's face turned pale as paper in an instant, panic and fear poured out from his eyes. He crawled to Mu Xiaoji's feet with his hands and feet, hugged Xiaoji's legs tightly with both hands, and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Xiaoji, listen to my explanation, things are not what you think!"
However, at this time, Mu Xiaoji had been completely devoured by the angry demon, and the reins of reason had long been broken.
He suddenly raised his foot and kicked Jiang Chengyu away with all his strength. Jiang Chengyu's body fell heavily on the coffee table like a broken kite.
In an instant, the coffee table turned into a pile of broken wood. The stone tabletop shattered instantly, and the fragments flew everywhere.
Jiang Chengyu endured the severe pain from all parts of his body and struggled to get up. Before he could stand firm, he saw Mu Xiaoji take out an exquisite box from the cabinet. The box flashed with the sweetness and happiness of the past under the light, but now it has become the fuse of pain.
Mu Xiaoji threw the box hard to the ground. The box broke into pieces instantly and the various small objects inside were scattered all over the floor. Those tokens that once witnessed their love now became burial objects of this farce.
"Since you have wanted to leave me for a long time, I will give you freedom." Mu Xiaoji's voice was hoarse and resolute. He bent down to pick up the marriage certificate on the ground, his hands shaking as if the marriage certificate weighed a thousand pounds.
Suddenly, he exerted force with both hands, and the marriage certificate was torn into two halves in his hands. The crisp tearing sound was like a flash of lightning, completely cutting off the last glimmer of hope in Jiang Chengyu's heart.
"Xiao Ji, don't..." Jiang Chengyu rushed towards Mu Xiaoji desperately, grabbing his wrists tightly with both hands, trying to stop all this from happening.
But Mu Xiaoji was like a mad lion and kicked Jiang Chengyu away again. The fragments of the marriage certificate flew wildly in the air and fell like snowflakes. Each piece fell on Jiang Chengyu's broken heart and buried his soul deeply.
Jiang Chengyu looked at the pieces of the marriage certificate scattered all over the floor, tears welling up in his eyes. His body was shaking uncontrollably, and his hands were groping on the ground, trying to put the pieces back together, but every time he picked up a piece, it was like touching a broken memory, which was heartbreaking.
At this moment, Mu Xiaoji's eyes fell on the painting of the two of them hanging on the wall. In the painting, they were smiling brightly and were full of happiness, but now this happiness has become the biggest irony.
Mu Xiaoji opened his hands and pushed towards the painting, the determination in his eyes was chilling.
Jiang Chengyu noticed Mu Xiaoji's intention. He felt a surge of strength coming from nowhere and flew towards Mu Xiaoji, knocking him down and pressing him tightly under him.
The painting fell to the ground with a crash, and Jiang Chengyu took advantage of the situation and rolled up the painting with his palm.
Mu Xiaoji struggled desperately, beating Jiang Chengyu's back with his hands, but Jiang Chengyu stood still like a wall.
"Xiao Ji, take care of yourself from now on." Jiang Chengyu's voice was choked with sobs, carrying endless reluctance and helplessness.
After saying that, he took advantage of the moment when Mu Xiaoji was stunned, rolled over, grabbed the painting, held it tightly in his arms, and then rushed to the window desperately.
The sound of breaking glass was particularly harsh in the silent room. Jiang Chengyu's figure disappeared through the dark window, leaving Mu Xiaoji collapsed in the messy room, tears streaming down her face.
Outside the window, the night was as dark as ink and the city lights were flickering, but they could no longer illuminate their once passionate but now broken love.
Sea view villa, Jiang Chengyu collected his thoughts and slowly walked to the drawer, took out the property certificate with trembling hands, and picked up paper and pen.
Every stroke of the pen seemed to cut a wound in my heart: "My beloved Xiaoji, seeing the words is like seeing you. In the past years, you gave me stars and moonlight, warmth and hope. Those memories are the most brilliant treasures in my life. With you by my side, I have no regrets in this life.
But fate is unpredictable. Now we are like two lines that intersect and then drift apart. You have your direction and I have my journey.
Now I don’t have the right identity to receive your generous gift. This is all you have. I hope it can return to you and continue to witness your happiness. Handwritten by Jiang Chengyu.
He gently placed the pen on the property certificate and looked around, as if he wanted to imprint every breath of this place in his heart.
Finally, with a broken heart and endless attachment, he turned around dejectedly and walked out of the villa step by step. The door was lightly closed, isolating the past sweetness from the present sorrow.
Only the property certificate and the message were left, lying quietly on the bedside table, like an abandoned orphan, waiting in silence for the owner who would never return, while the waves outside the window still tirelessly beat the shore, as if telling the story of this unrequited love.