northernbook Chapter 492 is like a dream
Chapter 492 is like a dream
After hanging up the phone, Fang Li gave herself a final check of her appearance.
The person in the mirror regained their radiance, and she finally smiled with satisfaction.
To her surprise, when she pushed open the door, Wen Yang was standing in the corridor waiting for her, holding her cashmere coat in her hand.
"Why did it take so long? Are you alright?"
Fang Li laughed: "It's nothing. I just had a phone call with Han Xi, and we talked for a while."
Wen Yang had heard her voice outside, but didn't suspect anything else.
She helped her put on her coat, and her hand accidentally touched hers. She frowned and said, "Your hands are so cold. Aren't you about to get your period? Why are you using cold water?"
"I just washed my hands."
Xu Fangli took her best friend's arm and said, "Besides, it's like this every month, it's okay. Let's go, I haven't finished picking out my New Year's gift yet, you still need to help me think of some ideas."
Wen Yang glanced at her, then helplessly curled her lips; there was really nothing she could do about it.
That day, the two shopped until after 8 p.m., buying everything they needed before saying goodbye and going home.
Perhaps she was tired, Fang Li quickly washed up and went to bed after returning to Guanlanting.
This sleep was exceptionally deep.
The next day.
The morning sunlight filtered through the sheer curtains, casting dappled shadows on the floor.
Fang Li opened her eyes, her consciousness floating in mid-air for a moment, and then suddenly remembered something and reached out to touch her lower abdomen under the covers.
The pain there had completely disappeared; yesterday's discomfort felt like a dream.
My stomach pain has subsided, and my overall health has improved considerably.
Fang Li let out a long sigh of relief, and her movements became lighter as she got up.
After washing up, she straightened her clothes in front of the mirror. Although her face was still a little pale, she looked to be in good spirits.
On her way to the Han family's old house, she repeatedly considered her words. She knew she couldn't hide Han Xi's situation any longer, and she had to find a way to put the two elders at ease.
It was already noon when they arrived at the Han family's old house. Upon seeing Fang Li, Han Guodong's eyes first lit up with warmth, but then a layer of worry appeared.
"Xiu Jin, he..."
As soon as Grandpa Han spoke, Fang Li quickly stepped forward, placed the gifts on the octagonal table, and said softly, "Grandpa, don't worry, Han Xi is fine. It's all a misunderstanding. He just went to cooperate with the investigation and will be back soon."
Meeting Han Guodong's gaze, her fingertips tightened slightly, but a gentle smile remained on her face. "You should trust Han Xi's abilities. He has his own plans and won't act recklessly."
Han Guodong nodded. "I know, but it will be hard on you once he leaves."
"I don't have to work hard. There are people on the Han side keeping an eye on things for him. I'm just showing up to make a statement."
Fang Li said, "He asked me to tell you that he remembers all the things you taught him when he was young: no matter what, the Han family will always be the Han family, and not a single person will be missing."
Han Guodong's sharp eyes warmed slightly, and he nodded. "I know, I trust him to do things."
Seeing that the old man's worries had lessened somewhat, Fang Li sat down and chatted with him for a while.
She stayed for lunch before getting up to say goodbye, and then went to Shen Ruyan's place.
The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law hadn't seen each other for a long time. Unlike Han Guodong, Shen Ruyan wasn't worried at all, even though she knew about Han Xi's arrest.
He chatted with Fang Li for a long time, then took out the gifts she had prepared for the Xu family and talked about them for a long time.
Fang Li gave her the skincare set she had bought yesterday, and listened to her talk for a long time about the wedding arrangements. Only when the sun was setting did she leave her apartment.
When they returned to the villa on the hillside, Aunt Rong was busy in the living room with the servants. Various specialty gift boxes were piled on the coffee table and sofa. They were all Beijing specialties that had been prepared in advance, as well as some that Han Xi had asked them to prepare. Now they were all packed up, as if they were carrying out a small migration.
"Madam is back? Have you eaten? What would you like to eat? I'll go prepare it now."
Aunt Rong put down what she was holding, took Fang Li's coat, and hung it up.
Fang Li smiled and said, "No need, I've already eaten at Mom's."
"Oh."
She didn't eat, so Aunt Rong went back to continue tidying up.
Fang Li looked on in surprise: "Are these all for me to take back?"
"Yes, the master instructed us to prepare it well in advance. There are specialties from the capital and New Year's gifts for our relatives."
Aunt Rong smiled and introduced, "These are for Grandpa Xu, these are for your parents, and these are for your uncle and aunt. As for this pile over there, it's for your brothers. There are also many everyday gifts prepared outside, which are for other relatives who come to your house to pay New Year's visits."
"so much?!"
"Not much, not much. Sir, you also ordered some other things that haven't arrived yet. We'll send them to you as soon as they arrive."
"..."
Fang Li looked at the things that almost filled the huge living room of the villa and thought to herself, "This is not much!"
She suppressed the surprise in her eyes and smiled, "Then you guys go ahead with your work, I'll go upstairs and tidy up too."
"it is good."
Aunt Rong nodded and asked, "Do you need my help?"
"No need, I don't have much stuff, it's easy to pack."
Fang Li fled upstairs as if she were escaping.
As evening fell, the commotion downstairs gradually subsided, presumably because the tidying up was finished. The villa was so quiet that the ticking of the clock in the hallway could be heard.
Fang Li poured herself a glass of warm water and sat on the sofa. It wasn't until the sky outside the window had completely darkened that she remembered something, picked up her phone, and sent a message to Han Xi.
A few minutes later, Han Xi replied: [Something came up and might be late. You should go to sleep first.]
......
It was late at night, and Fang Li lay in bed. Although her body was very tired, her mind was unusually clear.
In the middle of the night, she finally drifted off to sleep when her mind was still a bit foggy from exhaustion.
Fang Li slept unusually restlessly that night.
Various bizarre fragments of dreams flashed by, sometimes showing Han Xi's back as he turned away at the airport, sometimes ginkgo leaves falling in the courtyard of the old house, as if seeing something moving away, or as if seeing someone waving...
When she woke up, she felt her heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to burst out of her chest, and her mind was heavy and dull. But when she tried to recall the dream, she couldn't remember anything.
Fang Li glanced at the time; it was past one in the morning.
She turned to look through the curtains, then lay drowsily wrapped in the blankets.
She didn't know how much time had passed, but just as she drifted back into a light sleep, there was a soft click, and the door was pushed open.
A cool breeze rushed in, and Fang Li frowned and slowly opened her eyes.
By the moonlight streaming through the window, she saw Han Xi standing at the door, his black coat still damp with lingering frost, his jawline taut.
"You're back?"
She propped herself up, her voice hoarse from just waking up, her eyes full of surprise.
Han Xi closed the door behind him, and a chilly winter atmosphere filled the air.
He took off his coat as he walked, and by the time he reached the bed, he was only wearing his shirt underneath. He felt warm all over and no longer felt cold.
"Wake you up?"