"Su Wan."
Yin Beige called Su Wan's name again. Right now, he was in front of Su Wan. His sharp and handsome face carried a complicated expression that had never been seen before.
"Beige?"
Su Wan calmly looked at the man in front of her and furrowed her brows suspiciously. "You, are you calling me? What's wrong? You didn't … "
Before Su Wan could finish, Yin Beige forced her into a corner. He grabbed her right wrist and then pulled up her sleeves without hesitation. There was an old scar on Su Wan's fair arm. It was really small but it couldn't escape Yin Beige's sharp and serious gaze.
"Heh."
"Heh."
Yin Beige suddenly stared at the scar and laughed. As he laughed, tears fell from the corners of his eyes.
"Xiao Wan, it's great that you're still alive."
Saying this, Yin Beige subconsciously let go of Su Wan's wrist. He lifted his arms, wanting to hug her just like how he had dreamt of countless nights.
Hugging her tightly, telling her that he loved her and that he couldn't live without her.
A gust of cold wind blew past and Yin Beige's eyes blurred. The next moment, he saw Yin Mingye's figure.
"Beige, what do you want to do?"
Su Rui half-hugged Su Wan and lifted his brows, looking coldly at Yin Beige.
"Third uncle."
Yin Beige was a bit surprised seeing that Su Rui came back so quickly. But his gaze quickly darkened. "Third uncle, you did it. You saved Xiao Wan, right?"
"Heh, I don't know what you're talking about."
Su Rui tightened his grip on Su Wan's arm and declared his authority to Yin Beige. "This is my wife, Xue Linglong. Su Wan is already dead. Although Linglong looks like her, but …"
"Don't lie to me!"
Yin Beige immediately lost control and interrupted Su Rui. "The wound on her hand was left behind when she was studying abroad in Great Britain to save me. I'll never forget that scar. Plus …"
Yin Beige's tone sank. "I just came back from Yin Family's graveyard. Su Wan's coffin didn't have a corpse at all. There were only clothes and stones!"
Su Rui sneered. "So what? So what if you have a thousand, ten thousand reasons to prove that she is Su Wan? I have a marriage certificate. We bowed to heaven and earth and entered the bridal room. She's my official wife. Yin Beige, don't tell me you're going to steal your third aunt? "
Yin Beige was silent. His gaze focused on Su Wan's face again. "Xiao Wan, tell me why. Why did you fake your death? Why did she have to marry Third Uncle? Why don't you acknowledge me? "
"Young Marshal, I understand what you're saying, but I really don't know what you mean when you put them together."
Su Wan looked at Yin Beige indifferently. Then she held her forehead with a pale face. "Mingye, I feel dizzy. Let's go home."
While talking, Su Wan had already leaned into Su Rui's embrace.
"Alright, wife, let's go home!"
Su Rui gently caressed Su Wan's hair and glanced at Yin Beige. "We're going back. Beige, I won't argue with you about this. I hope that you can always remember that this woman is my woman. She's your elder! "
Saying this, Su Rui turned around and left with Su Wan in his arms. Seeing the two gradually getting further away, Yin Beige clenched his fists and punched the brick wall by the side, leaving streaks of blood on the wall.
"Young Marshal, you …"
At this time, a figure anxiously dodged. Seeing the back of Yin Beige's bleeding hand, the owner of the figure immediately became anxious. "Young Marshal, don't move. This servant will find gauze to bandage your wound right now."
"Heh, you've seen enough? Heard enough? You're willing to come out now? "
Yin Beige looked at Zhen Lan who suddenly appeared and glared at her. "Shouldn't you go back and report to my mother?"
"This servant … uh …"
Before Zhen Lan could react, Yin Beige grabbed her by the neck. Her thin and weak body was slowly lifted up against the wall. Zhen Lan had difficulty breathing and her face was starting to turn purple.
"Tell me. How much do you know? What's going on with Su Wan's illness? "
"I … don't … don't know …"
Zhen Lan struggled to answer, her tone stuttering.
She didn't dare to say it. She couldn't say it. Because if she didn't say it, she still had a chance to live. If she said it, the first madam could kill her at any time.
Seeing that Zhen Lan wasn't willing to let go, Yin Beige couldn't help but tighten his grip. "Are you going to tell me or not?"
Zhen Lan, whose consciousness was starting to fade, shook her head instinctively.
She was gambling. Gambling that Yin Beige was more humane than Yao Baiqian.
"Bang!" Zhen Lan's body was thrown to the ground. She gasped for air. She had just survived a disaster, and her back was covered in sweat at this moment.
"Don't tell anyone about what happened tonight or else I won't forgive you."
Saying this, Yin Beige coldly turned to leave.
Zhen Lan subconsciously rubbed her neck as she watched him leave.
The general recovered his memory.
And … Xue Linglong was Su Wan? How could she still be alive? Just what did the third master know?
Many questions flashed through Zhen Lan's mind.
"Sister Zhen Lan! Sister Zhen Lan! Madam is calling you! "
At this time, a call came from the courtyard. Zhen Lan immediately stood up and patted the dust off her body while pulling her collar. She wanted to cover the strangulation marks on her neck. Even if Yin Beige didn't warn her, she wouldn't say a word about what happened tonight.
…
Yin Beige had indeed recovered his memory.
When he was in Linglong Floor, Hua Yaolan reminded him of his first encounter with Su Wan. After he left Linglong Floor, he unknowingly went to Yin Family's cemetery. Yin Beige sat in front of Su Wan and Yin Beiyue's graves for a long time.
I … I still have one last wish … After I'm gone, bury me beside Bei Yue, let me accompany him, this is … I owe … him … this …
In the cemetery, Yin Beige suddenly recalled Su Wan's last wish. Also …
The brocade pouch!
That brocade pouch!
Yin Beige recalled the brocade pouch sewn into his clothes. When he was wandering outside, he changed all of his clothes. At that time, he had forgotten everything but he instinctively felt that the brocade pouch was important so he kept it on him.
He took out the brocade pouch and opened it. There were some fragrances inside. Perhaps it had been soaked in seawater but it didn't have the original smell anymore. Between the fragrances, there was a small lock of black hair wrapped around by a thin red string.
This was Su Wan's hair.
Tied the knot with her, never to be separated! In that instant, Yin Beige suddenly remembered everything. All of his memories surged into his mind. The two of them knew each other. It was a freak combination of factors. His misunderstanding, elder brother's death, Su Wan's illness … everything flashed through Yin Beige's mind like a movie. In the end, Xue Linglong's face froze in front of him.
Su Wan.
Yin Beige thought that he understood and was familiar with Su Wan enough so he definitely wouldn't mistake her aura. If Xue Linglong was Su Wan, then who was buried in the cemetery?
Thinking of this, Yin Beige's gaze turned serious. He felt like he was going crazy but at that moment, he really didn't want to think about anything. He urgently wanted to prove that Su Wan was still alive. She was definitely still alive. Therefore, Yin Beige dug Su Wan's grave.
This might have been the craziest thing he had ever done in his life. But the moment he opened the coffin and saw the stone inside, Yin Beige didn't care that he was covered in mud and laughed loudly.
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