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Chapter 242: The Afterstory


Gao Wenxuan didn't expect that he would be lost as soon as he waited, nor did he expect that the war broke out.

This was 1937.

The dust raised by the artillery fire dyed the Shanghai sky gray, and the roar of airplanes was heard everywhere, echoing the blast of artillery shells, like the roar of the devil, each one more frightening than the last.

Gao Wenxuan stood on the window sill with an expressionless face.

He quietly looked at the panicked people migrating with their families under the window sill.

Although he was silent, his fingers that kept tapping on the black iron window bars revealed his anxiety at the moment.

"uncle."

Hearing the voice of Lao San coming from behind, Gao Wenxuan felt himself being injected with a stream of clear water.

The movements of his hands stopped abruptly, and he turned back with a face as bright as a spring dawn flower.

His eyes wandered back and forth, but he was sure that the third child was indeed alone.

In an instant, those eyes that were like shining obsidian dimmed again.

Gao Wenxuan's hope turned to disappointment.

"She didn't come" The third child heard his muffled voice, pondered for a moment, and carefully replied: "Madam said."

Gao Wenxuan's eyebrows furrowed into an inverted figure, and he seemed to have endless anger towards the third child: "Don't be nagging, just tell me what she said."

The third child realized Gao Wenxuan's anger and broke out in a cold sweat.

After these years of ups and downs in Shanghai, Gao Wenxuan is no longer the uncle he once knew.

Perhaps it can be said that he has become a true tyrant to a certain extent.

After taking half a step back, the third child replied hesitantly: "Madam said, let me go to Hong Kong by myself."

Gao Wenxuan clenched his fists.

Although he had tried very hard to control his emotions, he still couldn't suppress the anger that almost burst out from his heart.

The punch hit the window sill.

Gao Wenxuan raised his eyes and glanced at Lao San with a gloomy look.

His voice was full of biting coldness: "What does she mean?

At this time, just the ticket, Lao San, prepare the car, I will pick her up personally."

The third child touched his bald head, and his purple eyelids drooped slightly.

He kept rubbing his scalp, and the way he hesitated to speak made people very anxious.

Gao Wenxuan glanced at Lao San and twisted his mouth.

Such a smile was something Lao San had never seen on Gao Wenxuan's face.

The smile is skin-less but not flesh-y, making him look like a Smiling Buddha with skin and no bones.

The third child swallowed what he wanted to say.

After saluting Gao Wenxuan, he bowed and carefully exited the door.

Gao Wenxuan was the only one left in the huge room.

When he was alone, the house was always so cold.

There was no extra furnishings in the empty room except for a bed.

The carved white pine bed looked like an isolated island on the Black Sea when placed on the black willow floor.

Gao Wenxuan paced and picked up a black gown from the railing at the corner of the bed.

While he was picking up the gown, he sat on the bed for a while, stroking the rose carvings on the head of the bed, feeling a little sad in his heart.

It's been two years since he and Jinhua parted ways, and she didn't want to see him.

Even now, on the verge of life and death, she still refused to accept his affection.

He didn't know what to do, he just waited stubbornly and stubbornly for her to change his mind.

A large part of their separation was due to him.

He admitted that he was driven crazy by her rejection.

In the days after the failed proposal that night, he proposed to her countless times, but she refused again and again.

He asked her why, and she shook her head and gave the same eternal, consistent answer, asking him to wait.

He made the mistake a man is likely to make in his life.

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When the girl with the wet eyes like a deer threw herself into his arms, he did not refuse.

That was two years ago.

When the situation was not so chaotic and his temper was not so bad, he met her at a charity party.

At that time, he and Jinhua had a heated argument over the treatment of Susan.

Jinhua blindly favored Susan.

She mentioned the name Gao Kuan that he hated so much more than once.

He was almost driven crazy by her.

On the one hand, it is because of jealousy, and on the other hand, it is because of the man's self-esteem.

He cannot bear to share her love and heart with another man, even if it is a dead man.

She was born with a completely different beauty than Jinhua.

The beauty of Jinhua is wild and intoxicating, like wild roses and poppies.

And that girl, like a quiet lotus or an orchid in an empty valley, had a comfortable aura about her.

Although she had an ordinary face, her every move attracted him.

He remained loyal to Jinhua in his heart, even after being introduced by a friend.

He got to know the girl, but at the beginning, he never said a word to her.

They really met on a rainy afternoon.

The rain was dripping, like a dense network, and the ground was full of swirling water waves.

The third child drove him to find a Suzhou boss who was doing antique business.

He accidentally saw a leather bag from the car window.

She held it on her head to hide from the rain.

She looked at Tianyu with pitiful eyes, looking very lonely.

At that time, he couldn't explain why, but a sudden tremor in his heart made Lao San stop the car in front of her.

After that, the two of them became familiar with each other over and over again.

He listened to her talk about new popular novels on the market, and listened to her talk about interesting things about school in her sweet little voice.

He was her trusted big brother because he got a place to relax temporarily.

As a harbor, he was happy to be her big brother.

Later, it was out of control.

Gao Wenxuan couldn't tell what happened that day.

Under the dim light, the little sister suddenly hugged him.

And this scene happened to be caught by Jinhua, who was being driven home by the third child.

He explained it many times, but Jinhua responded by saying, "If you don't have anything wrong with you, why bother explaining to me."

When he said this, Jinhua's eyes were smiling, and that kind of gaze made it impossible for him to hide, but he couldn't refute it, because things had already happened, and there was something wrong in his heart.

"Uncle, we can go."

The third child's knock on the door broke Gao Wenxuan's memory.

Putting on a black gown, Gao Wenxuan opened the door silently.

He glanced at Lao San and said lightly: "Let's go."

As a bystander and a loyal subordinate, Lao San couldn't understand the behavior of Gao Wenxuan and Jinhua.

They obviously loved each other.

In life, each of them would just turn a blind eye and whitewash the peace, but neither of them can tolerate sand in their eyes.

He still remembered the scene when the uncle was pushed out of the house.

The heavy rain was heavy, but the lady was not afraid that something would happen to the uncle. sjgsf0916: