The love story of a wealthy family amid anti-fraud storm at the border

Yi Chen returned to the bedroom, holding the pendant in one hand and looking at it carefully, while drinking water in big gulps.

A disturbing dream made him extremely thirsty.

This pendant he picked up in Bashan when he was a child gave him a healthy body and a special blood type.

What’s even more special is that it has the ability to foretell great events.

He remembered the small mountain village where he first met Ling Yue.

An unprecedented epidemic broke out.

Before the epidemic, the pendant emitted a faint red light. Although it was not particularly strong, it lasted for three days and three nights.

I remember that the epidemic claimed the lives of many villagers.

Later, on the eve of the evacuation operation, the pendant also emitted an unusual light, which was very strong but very short-lived, so Yi Chen did not pay attention to it at the time.

The third time was in that small village in South Africa. Ling Yue came to the village as a member of the medical rescue team to provide medical services.

The pendant then glowed faintly for several days.

It was this phenomenon that prompted Yi Chen, who was seriously injured at the time, to discover Ling Yue who was coming.

Then, a series of events occurred.

Until Ling Yue was injured and fell off a cliff and became blind, this pendant seemed to be guiding him in the dark, and also protecting him and Ling Yue.

"Yuer, nothing can happen to you."

Yi Chen tried to use the warmth of his cold hands to stop the pendant from glowing.

Even if it was like trying to cover up his mistake, he still wanted peace of mind at this moment.

Sure enough, the pendant no longer glowed.

However, his long-lost cold hands recurred.

The two seem to have an inevitable connection, and they seem to be mutually reinforcing and counteracting each other.

At this moment, Yi Chen curled up on the bed, the stinging in his hands coming in waves like a surging tide.

Every pain was like a sharp needle piercing deep into his bone marrow.

His face was pale and cold sweat kept coming out of his forehead, soaking the hair at his temples.

His teeth chattered and a suppressed moan escaped from between his teeth.

"Uh..." The coldness of his hands extinguished the blood-red light of the pendant like ice.

He was in a trance, and Ling Yue's figure appeared involuntarily in his mind.

It was the innocent smile when he first met Ling Yue when they were children and working together to fight the epidemic in the mountain village.

It was her focused expression during the medical rescue in South Africa.

Or perhaps it was the helplessness and strength revealed on her face after she fell off a cliff and became blind in the explosion.

At this moment, Yi Chen's heart seemed to be being kneaded by an invisible big hand.

"Yue'er..."

Yi Chen murmured weakly, his voice full of pain and worry.

How he wished that dream was just a dream.

I hope I can stay with Ling Yue for a long time and protect her from wind and rain.

But I was tortured by this inexplicable pain and couldn't move.

The pain gradually spread throughout his body, and his body trembled slightly uncontrollably.

The blood curse pendant in his hand also swayed slightly as he trembled.

This pendant once brought him protection and guidance, but now it has become a prophet.

He didn't understand why every time the pendant emitted an abnormal light, it was a sign of a disaster.

At this time, the bedroom was terribly quiet, with only Yi Chen's heavy breathing and painful groans.

Until dawn, Yi Chen collapsed on the bed and fell asleep exhausted.

From his painful expression, it seems that the cold hand syndrome has not been relieved yet.

The early morning sun shines into the cabin through the window.

Ling Yue stood up, stretched, and prepared to go downstairs.

After all, I don’t remember ever cooking a meal for Yi Chen.

She opened the refrigerator and carefully searched for usable ingredients.

Although Yi Chen's living habits are simple, there are some basic ingredients in the refrigerator besides mineral water: eggs, bread, milk, a few fresh tomatoes and a handful of green vegetables.

"It's still the same! No alcohol, just water."

Ling Yue watched a grown man live such a simple life.

She muttered to herself while thinking about making breakfast.

Suddenly, an idea came to her mind.

"Let's just make a simple breakfast today."

Ling Yue muttered to herself and then started to get busy.

She first placed the frying pan on the stove, poured in a little olive oil, and when the oil reached the right temperature, gently beat in two eggs.

Ling Yue expertly flipped the eggs with a spatula, ensuring they were fried just right.

Next, she placed the bread slices in the oven and set it to a moderate temperature. While the bread was toasting, she washed and sliced ​​the tomatoes and quickly blanched the vegetables.

I really don’t know how she communicates with others after living alone for so many years.

"Yi Chen likes light food, adding some greens and tomatoes should be good."

Ling Yue placed the fried eggs on a plate and sprinkled a little salt and black pepper on them to season.

As the bread bakes...

Ling Yue took them out and set them aside, waiting for them to cool down a little before using them.

"Heat another glass of milk."

Ling Yue’s favorite drink since childhood is milk.

She poured the milk into a small pot and heated it slowly over low heat, fearing that the milk would boil over.

The aroma of milk gradually spread, and a warm atmosphere filled the entire kitchen.

After everything was ready, Ling Yue brought breakfast to the table and set the tableware.

At this time, the engagement ring on her finger was particularly dazzling.

For her, an ordinary life in the future, like today, is also very satisfying.

She looked at the time and thought: Why hasn't Yi Chen gotten up yet today?

So she tiptoed upstairs to wake him up.

When she opened the bedroom door,

"Yichen, Yichen, it's time to get up!"

Pushing open the bedroom door, Ling Yue saw Yi Chen still lying on the bed.

At this moment, his face was very pale, his brows were furrowed, and he seemed to have not slept well.

She walked gently to the bedside, reached out and touched his forehead, and found that his temperature was a little low.

It's cold hands, it's back again.

"Yi Chen, wake up..."

Ling Yue called softly, with a hint of worry in her tone.

She took out a silk scarf from her pocket and wrapped Yi Chen's hands, trying to relieve his pain.

When Yi Chen slowly opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was Ling Yue's concerned look.

He forced a smile.

"Yuer, why are you up so early?"

"I made breakfast, come and have a try."

Yi Chen nodded, and with Ling Yue's help, he tried to sit up and wanted to stand up at the same time.

Although he was still feeling a little unwell, he didn't want Ling Yue to worry.

However, after trying for a long time, he still collapsed with difficulty.

His weight, along with the inertia of collapsing, brought Ling Yue into his arms.

At the same time, Yi Chen's hands unconsciously hugged Ling Yue's waist tightly.

"Well, let go!"

Ling Yue leaned in Yi Chen's arms, her cheeks flushed slightly.

"I……"

Unexpectedly, due to the onset of cold hands, Yi Chen's hands were not only tingling and unbearable, but also had no sensation, and were now extremely numb.

He couldn't let go of his hands at all.

"Yuer, just like that. Don't move... Let me hold you for a while, it will be fine in a moment."

"what……"

Ling Yue could feel that not only were Yi Chen's hands cold, but his entire body was also changing.