Pinghai City's Tongda Building.
Yang Xuan got out of the taxi, looking embarrassed.
He did not have the money to pay for the taxi.
"You're a young man, and you can't even afford ten yuan. Don't you feel ashamed?" The driver spat and drove away angrily.
"Half a penny can't stop a hero." Yang Xuan sighed. He had treasures all over him, but he could not even afford one yuan. It was ridiculous.
However, this was not difficult to solve. He could take out any item from his storage ring that did not catch his eye and auction it for an astronomical figure. Therefore, he was not worried about this at all.
After putting this problem to the back of his mind, he looked up at the 20-story Tongda Building and took a deep breath.
"Xiao Jing, I wonder if you still work here?" he muttered to himself.
In his previous life, his girlfriend, Xiao Jing, worked in a company in Tongda Building. It had been three years since they last met. He did not know if she had changed jobs.
After taking the elevator to the sixteenth floor, he was stopped by a beautiful receptionist in a short skirt and stockings.
"Who are you looking for?" The receptionist looked at Yang Xuan suspiciously. From his attire, it did not look like he was here for work.
"I'm looking for Ren Jing," Yang Xuan said with some apprehension. He did not know if his girlfriend, Ren Jing, was still here.
The receptionist pursed her lips. "Ren Jing? Ren Jing left some time ago. "
Yang Xuan was stunned. "She left?"
"How can she stay after offending our chairman's son?" The receptionist's face was full of disdain.
"Then do you know where she lives?" Yang Xuan asked.
"Who knows?" The receptionist said mockingly. "You can ask our chairman's son. He sends flowers every day. He definitely knows."
In fact, Yang Xuan knew where Xiao Jing lived. However, three years had passed, and he was not sure if Xiao Jing had moved.
Coming out of Tongda Building, Yang Xuan decided not to take a car. Instead, he walked two streets and arrived at a small village in the city in his memory.
In his memory, Xiao Jing had rented this place before.
Searching through his memories, Yang Xuan walked to the front of a small building. Then, he saw a Ferrari parked downstairs.
Two people were standing in front of the sports car.
Yang Xuan's eyes narrowed and he looked a little excited. This was because one of the girls in a white dress with long hair was his girlfriend, Xiao Jing.
"Zhang Ping, I've said it before. I have a boyfriend. Don't harass me in the future." Xiao Jing pursed her lips and said somewhat angrily.
The guy who was called Zhang Ping was wearing an expensive suit. He had greasy hair and a powdered face. He smiled and was not angry. He just handed the flowers in his hand forward and said, "Xiao Jing, don't say such angry words. I know you don't have a boyfriend."
Xiao Jing took the flowers and threw them into the trash can next to her. She said angrily, "Why are you like this? I already told you that I have a boyfriend."
"Alright." Zhang Ping shrugged his shoulders indifferently. An undetectable cold light flashed in his eyes as he said, "Then tell me, what's your boyfriend's name and let me give up."
Xiao Jing said bitterly, "My boyfriend. His name is Yang Fan."
Yang Xuan's heart skipped a beat.
"Ha!" Zhang Ping laughed. "Well, call him out and let me see if he is worthy of you."
As he said that, he grabbed Xiao Jing's wrist and dragged her into the car.
He had lost his patience.
Xiao Jing struggled with all her might. Tears welled up in her eyes.
Looking at Xiao Jing's desperate face, Zhang Ping could not help but feel more complacent. He liked to see this kind of angry but helpless expression on the girl's face the most. His previous gentleness was just a disguise.
"Bang!"
After a soft sound, all of Zhang Ping's complacency froze on his face. He felt as if he was flying into the sky and then fell hard on the ground.
The severe pain made him feel dizzy. He lay on the ground and could not get up for a long time.
After a long while, he recovered. He looked up and saw an ordinary-looking man standing in front of Ren Jing.
"Boy, who … who are you?" Zhang Ping's eyes were almost spitting fire. He did not bring any bodyguards today. He did not expect to be taken advantage of.
"Me?" Yang Xuan smiled and said faintly, "I'm Xiao Jing's boyfriend, Zhang Fan."
As soon as he finished speaking, he slowly turned around.
Behind him, Ren Jing's face was already covered in tears.
She only called out, "Xiao Fan …" Then, she fainted.
Yang Xuan hurriedly held her in his arms. His movements were extremely gentle.
A weak girl who had no parents had stayed by his side for three years after he went missing. This kind of feeling could no longer be described by ordinary love.
At this moment, his heart was filled with infinite tenderness. He no longer had any intention to kill.
"Xiao Jing, I'm back." He put his face on Xiao Jing's face and let her tears wet his face as he muttered to himself.
Zhang Ping was furious. He endured the pain and stood up. He shouted, "Boy, just you wait."
After saying that, he opened the car door and disappeared.
Yang Xuan could send him flying. He must have practiced martial arts. He did not dare to fight with Yang Xuan one-on-one.
With Xiao Jing in his arms, Yang Xuan came to the door of her rented house by relying on his memory. He took the key from her and opened the door.
Yang Xuan was stunned when he entered the room.
In the small room, there were pictures of him and Xiao Jing everywhere on the table, the bedside, and the cabinet. Some of them were laughing, and some were playing.
Yang Xuan felt something called heartache surge in his heart. He could not imagine how Little Jing had spent the past three years.
"I'm sorry!" He muttered to himself.
Xiao Jing woke up. She stared blankly at the familiar yet strange face in front of her. She just stared at it without saying a word.
Yang Xuan did not say anything either. He just held Xiao Jing's weak body tightly in his arms. It was as if he was not willing to give up until the end of time.
After a long time, Xiao Jing finally said her first sentence.
She hesitated and shed tears. She was either looking forward to it or she was afraid.
"Am I dreaming again?"
These words, like bullets, hit the softest part of Yang Xuan's heart. His heart trembled, and he held Xiao Jing tightly in his arms again.
"No, you're not dreaming. I'm back."
A heart-wrenching cry came out of Xiao Jing's mouth. As she cried, she beat Yang Xuan's chest hard. She even scratched and bit him to vent the hatred and love that she had accumulated for three years.
"Where have you been? Why didn't you contact me? Why didn't you tell me? Why? It's been three years. Do you know that you've left me here for three years? You're so heartless, so heartless … "Xiao Jing cried heartbreakingly. She cried so hard that she couldn't catch her breath, like a cuckoo weeping blood.
Yang Xuan's heart was bleeding. He kept apologizing, letting Xiao Jing beat him without any resistance.
After who knew how long, Xiao Jing finally grew tired of crying and beating. She hid in Yang Xuan's arms and tried her best to curl herself up. She looked at him pitifully like a kitten.
"Promise me that no matter where you go, you'll take me with you, okay?" As Xiao Jing said that, tears appeared in her eyes again. "Because I can't live without you."
"Okay!" Yang Xuan nodded heavily. At this moment, he felt that he owed Xiao Jing too much. Too much.
"Xiao Fan, where have you been for the past three years?" Xiao Jing finally asked this question again after she had calmed down.
"I … have been wandering for many years …" Yang Xuan hugged Xiao Jing tightly in his arms. His voice was filled with gentleness.
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