Guo Ruixiang sighed lightly: "Although I can't walk, I at least saved my life. This is a great fortune among misfortunes. Zhixiang, you are the only seed of our Guo family. No matter what, you must live strong." Guo Zhi Xiang smiled bitterly: "Grandpa, I don't have any feeling in my lower body, what's the use of surviving? Do you still expect me to inherit the Guo family's lineage?" Grandpa, can you help me once?" Guo Ruixiang nodded and said, "You are my grandson, as long as I can do it, I will promise you." Guo Zhixiang stretched out his hand, grabbed Guo Ruixiang's arm tightly, and said word by word. : "I want to enter the dragon kiln." Hearing this, Guo Ruixiang's expression changed suddenly, he shook his head and said, "No, absolutely not, going there will only destroy you." Guo Zhixiang pleaded: "Grandpa , please, let me go. I'd rather die than spend my life in a wheelchair."

Guo Ruixiang sat on the head of the bed, thought for a moment, and said solemnly: "Zhixiang, have you really figured it out? You must know that this is a road of no return. Once you enter, you will never be able to turn back. Guo Zhixiang nodded and said, "I know. No matter what I become in the future, it's better than being a waste." Guo Ruixiang sighed and nodded, "Well, since you insist on doing this, then I will too." I won't stop you. Zhixiang, you have to remember that you will always be a descendant of our Guo family." After saying this, he seemed to have aged a lot in an instant, and his face was full of sadness. After a pause, he continued, "You have a good rest for two days, and I will send someone to pick you up." After that, he stood up and walked outside the ward. When he walked to the door of the room, Guo Zhixiang suddenly asked, "Grandpa, has Xue Jiu been rescued?" Guo Ruixiang paused and sighed softly, "Don't worry, she is fine now."

   At this moment, outside the manor, Li Mengjie got off the taxi and ran to the manor quickly. Before entering the door, she had already shouted loudly: "Xueji, Xueji, I'm back." Walking into the living room, she saw Ling Xueji sitting on the sofa with Ling Tian, ​​flipping through the album in her hand, while Leng Xuan was Playing with Xiaobao next to him. Seeing Ling Xuejie, who hadn't seen him for a long time, Li Mengjie felt inexplicably sour in her heart. She opened her hands and rushed towards Ling Xuejie, giving Ling Xuejie a bear hug and saying, "Dead Xueji, Stinky Xueji, you are finally back. You During my absence, I was almost worried to death."

Ling Xuejiu broke free from Li Mengjie's embrace without leaving a trace, and asked Leng Xuan with a puzzled face, "Who is she?" Leng Xuan coughed and said, "She is Li Mengjie, your best friend from childhood to adulthood." Li Mengjie was stunned when she heard the words, because Leng Xuan didn't want her to worry, so she kept concealing Ling Xuejie's amnesia. Until now, she still doesn't know what happened. Immediately, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he said, "Xue, Xueyu, don't you remember me?"

Leng Xuan stood up, pulled Li Mengjie aside, and said in a low voice, "Xuejie has amnesia now." Li Mengjie said, "What? Now to help her recover her memory. Did I ask you to bring the photo?"

  Li Mengjie only understood the purpose of Leng Xuan asking her to bring the photo, and nodded immediately. For a while, it seemed that she could not accept this reality.