Chapter 1523: : She doesn't like going back to that home

It was yesterday afternoon when Duan Xiangning fragrant and disappeared.
The distance between passing through the Tiankeng and then drilling out from under the Tibetan Dragon River is long and difficult, but with Li Nanfang's ability, it is said that he can do it in only half a day at most.
But he just came out now, it took fifteen or six hours.
No one knows what Li Nanfang did and what he thought about during this period of time.
Because even he didn't know it.
Like a drunkard, Li Nanfang's brain was broken when he walked towards the black hole holding Duan Xiangning.
In fact, it is not right to say that the fragments are.
It should be that in his mind, there are always two pictures, the conversion back and forth, just like the problem of a movie projector, the two clips are always played back and forth.
One is the full moon he saw when he opened his eyes in the morning.
One is that Duan Xiangning firmly grasped Li Mingdu's right hand with both hands and dragged it down to the right, like the blood of red summer flowers, dyeing Li Nanfang's entire world red.
And before Xia Hua bloomed, she shouted: "You can only be Li Nanfang. It has never been Ye Chen, or another name!"
Yes.
Li Nanfang knew now, and he was even more sure that he could only be Li Nanfang, never Ye Chen, or another name.
In the romance of Duan Xiangning splashing on the spot, the full moon suddenly appeared in the romance, Li Nanfang was burdened at the beginning, and after seeing the scene of Hua Yeshen betraying him, the memory that caused a mental breakdown and lost, just like the flood of backflow , Swiftly filled all the blanks in his mind.
So that he remembered everything that had happened.
Knowing that he is Li Nanfang.
I recalled that his amnesia was because he met Duan Xiangning.
He retrieved the lost memory, also because of Duan Xiangning.
Duan Xiangning, this stupid woman who once surrendered to his lewd power, failed to resist and had to fall in love with him deeply due to family pressure, has become Li Nanfang's unforgettable life-forget.
Perhaps, at the moment her life disappeared, she had already lived in Li Nanfang's heart.
Take love as your nest.
Li Nanfang couldn't remember how he climbed down the tiankeng, how he got into the underground river, how he surfaced and so on.
All he knew was that he was holding a hard-working, infatuated woman in his arms.
No matter how she used to be, how she forced herself to fall in love with him, and why she fell in love with him, these are no longer important.
The most important thing for Li Nanfang is that Duan Xiangning didn't want to hurt him to death.
When a woman is willing to die because she loves a man who has died, she is worthy of her love.
He should keep her firmly in his heart, remember the round moon slowly rising in the blood mist, and never forget it until death.
No matter how distressed Duan Xiangning's death is, Li Nanfang will not be in deep pain forever-that is not what Duan Xiangning wants to see.
Duan Xiangning was willing to die for him, just so that he could live and be happy.
He is happy, she will be happy.
Therefore, when Li Nanfang hugged her and floated to the surface, he saw Duan scattered all over his body by the golden morning sun.
As he emerged from the water, he should throw all his sorrows into the river and drift away.
That is what Duan Xiangning hopes for.
So Li Nanfang bowed his head and kissed Duan Xiangning's pale but happy smile before he stepped on the water and walked quickly to the shore.
He did not disturb Duan Xiaoxing, who was asleep, standing at the highest point and looking around.
He wanted to find a place with perfect feng shui to bury the woman in his arms.
He didn't want to hold her back home.
Because he knew very well that Duan Xiangning was already desperate for the land where she was born and raised.
Perhaps, she would rather sleep in this exotic land that sheds blood for love.
When the golden morning sun completely jumped out from the mountain top to the east, Li Nanfang found the final resting place for Duan Xiangning.
It is a crack in the stone.
The crevice is very deep and narrow, and it will be able to fit a person in.
It is not important at all how this seam of the stone belonging to the Tibetan Dragon Mountain was formed, and why it has not been used as a nest by the wild beasts after it was formed, but instead has a few small yellow flowers growing inside.
The important thing is that Li Nanfang thinks Duan Xiangning should like this place very much.
Just like almost all women like flowers.
It is the summer season.
The shade of Canglong Mountain is the wild land with a width of 40 kilometers at its widest point. There are dense forests, bushes and wild flowers of various colors without names.
Picking these wild flowers and weaving them into a "sleeping bag" that can bloom Duan Xiangning really took Li Nanfang's work.
When he was three shots on the day, he was relieved with satisfaction, shook his sore neck, got up from the ground, and looked back.
Duan Xiaoxing is already awake.
I don't know when I woke up.
Just as Li Nanfang did not disturb her when she went ashore, she did not come to disturb Li Nanfang who was knitting a sleeping bag, but knelt beside Duan Xiangning and silently arranged her clothes, appearance, and messy hair.
Tears are streaming.
The drops fell on Duan Xiangning's pale face.
A drop of water rolled into Duan Xiangning's mouth cavity with a smile, slowly turned and stopped.
Li Nanfang walked over with the sleeping bag, slowly squatting beside her, also looking at Duan Xiangning.
Girls are born with the ability to make-up, even with the corners of the clothes and fingers, Duan Xiaoxing can make Duan Xiangning's remains look a little beautiful.
"She left, very happy."
Duan Weixing stuck out the tip of his tongue, quickly licked the tears from the corner of his mouth, and said softly.
Li Nanfang said nothing.
Although he knew very well, Duan Weixing did not scream or cry bitterly after seeing Duan Xiangningxiang’s loss, but said that she was walking happily because she saw the happy smile on the corner of her mouth----Ke Li The South still feels that no matter how happy you die, it is better to live.
Therefore, after a long silence, he said: "If she can live, I will accompany her for the rest of my life and make her the happiest woman in the world."
"I, too, want to be the happiest woman in the world."
Duan Weixing bit her lower lip hard and looked up at him: "Brother-in-law, I have said a word to myself before, many times."
Li Nanfang didn't ask what she said.
Duan Weixing raised his hand and stroked his face: "You don't want to listen?"
"I already know."
Li Nanfang shook his head, and said with some difficulty: "That's impossible."
"Why is it impossible?"
Duan Xiaoxing stayed for a while, then suddenly raised his hand and grabbed his shoulder, shook it vigorously, and hissed: "I just want to love you instead of sister Xiangning, love you! Why is it impossible? I and we have been together for so long. You have touched me so many times, why can’t it work? Why? You speak, you speak!"
The more she let Li Nanfang speak, the less he would not speak.
Duan Xiaoxing got more and more angry as he talked, slapped in the face, and slapped him hard.
The slap is crisp.
Duan Xiaoxing almost used all his strength to swell Li Nanfang's left cheek.
Under the five clear palm marks, there is blood dripping from the corner of the mouth.
Duan stayed sporadic.
She was only angry that Li Nanfang didn't accept her, and lost his reason before doing it.
But she had never thought of hurting her brother-in-law in her subconscious mind.
After a daze for a while, Duan Xiaoxing was trembling all over, holding Li Nanfang's face with both hands, and asked in a dumb voice, "You, why don't you hide? Why don't you hide?"
Li Nanfang wanted to say, hoping she could slap him again.
The heavier, the better.
Only by being slapped in the face by the Duan family, would he feel a little less painful for Duan Xiangningxiang's loss of jade.
But now he just didn't want to talk.
Just as he didn't want to tell Duan Weixing, he had recovered his memory.
He knows he has a lot of troubles and there are many women.
Especially those few high above women, it is easy to play the small innocence of the dead section.
More importantly, Li Nanfang has now faintly noticed that his future is uncertain.
If he knows that there are so many troubles around and accepts Xiaoqingchun's love, then he is selfish and irresponsible, and I am sorry for Duan Xiangning.
Sometimes, turning down is the real kindness.
Unfortunately, Duan Weixing couldn't comprehend Li Nanfang's kindness.
She was just immersed in the regret of how she could beat her brother-in-law, so she suddenly lowered her head, put her arms around his neck, and kissed him wildly.
With her tender tongue, she tried to pry Li Nanfang's teeth countless times, but they all failed.
This made Duan Weixing even more panic, not knowing what to do in order to obtain his brother-in-law's forgiveness.
So she raised her head and raised her hand to puff her mouth.
If the state is crazy.
Just when her second slap was about to hit her face, Li Nanfang grabbed her wrist.
Duan Xiaoxing took advantage of the momentum and rushed into his arms, crying bitterly: "Brother-in-law, I just want to replace Sister Xiangning and love you well, how can you not want me?"
"You are young."
Li Nanfang said bitterly, raising his head and saying, "Wait at most two years, no, wait at most two months, you will know how lucky you are not to like me. Xiangning is dead, I don’t want to Suffer this pain again."
"Brother-in-law, are you afraid that I will be jealous after you accept me?"
Duan Xiaoxing raised his head from his arms, tears still streaming down.
Ugh.
Girls are all made of water.
Whether pretending to be slutty, or pretending to be strong.
Li Nanfang followed her just now, holding her small face in both hands, and said softly: "You should go home."
"what?"
Duan Xiaoxing was taken aback for a moment, and then realized something. He pulled away his hand and looked back, and saw seven or eight people standing by the edge of the dense forest.
After seeing the gray-haired old man, Duan Xiaoxing cried out, "It's Fu Bo!"
Fu Bo is the old man next to Duan Lao.
Fu Bo's position in the Duan family is very special.
Except for Duan Lao, even the second generation father and son of Duan can not instruct him at will.
In Duan Xiaoxing’s impression, Fu Bo has never left Duan’s Villa, his grandfather, just like his shadow.
Now, he appeared here.
Fu Bo walked over quickly, looking over Duan Xiangning's corpse and Duan Xiaoxing's face, and then said respectfully to Li Nanfang: "Uncle, the master told me to take the two young ladies back. What do you mean?"
"Xiang Ning, I don't like going back to Duan's house."
Li Nanfang looked at the sleeping bag woven of flowers and slowly said, "I think she prefers to stay here."
"Uncle, what if I have to take Miss Xiangning away?"
Fu Bo's expression was calm: "After all, Duan's family is where she grew up. Moreover, the Fourth Young Master should also hope she can go back."
Li Nanfang frowned, and suddenly asked an irrelevant question: "How many people are you here this time?"
Duan Xiaoxing, and the people around Fu Bo, don't know why Li Nanfang suddenly asked this question.
But Uncle Fu's pale brows trembled suddenly, and quickly backed away.
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