The man guarding the door, who had not seen Xi Baiqiao come out for a long time, naturally became suspicious.

With a bang, the bathroom door was knocked open!

The man looked up at the skylight and said, "shit! I ran away

So a weak scholar, even can climb the skylight! It's their carelessness.

"What to do?" The subordinates looked at the leader.

"What? That sick seedling can't run far! Chase The man said hastily, "today is your wedding. If he destroys it What's the point? You mean, if that boy is dishonest, don't be soft hearted! "

"Yes."

....

Xi Baiqiao is crawling in the crack of the air window. Although he is not good at physical strength and skill, he studies mechanical engineering and is far more familiar with vehicle design than his pursuers He knows where to hide and where to escape!

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at sea, giant cruise.

The person in charge of this wedding is undoubtedly hang Zehao. The old president has a very good spirit and stands on the stage with a full face of spring. The pianist on one side is Han Xiting, also in military uniform. Han Xiting's fingers fall, playing the wedding march for his second brother and second sister-in-law.

Han Ximing stood there, waiting for Wen Li to come.

At that end, hang Anzhi leads Wen Li slowly to him

"Ximing." Hang Anzhi hands Wenli to Han Ximing and whispers in his ear, "my daughter's life is saved by Xiaoli She's like my daughter. You should treat her well. "

"Yes, uncle."

Han Ximing gently holds Wen Li's hand and gently raises the corner of his mouth. He and Wen Li look at each other

In my ear is hang Zehao's voice Here, I declare that Han Ximing and Wen Li will be married from now on, whether they are poor or rich, whether the environment is good or bad, whether they are healthy or ill, whether they are successful or not. We should support each other, love each other, share weal and woe, and always be loyal to each other. "

"Bridegroom, you can kiss the bride..."

Han Ximing hooked her lips, lifted Wenli's veil and gently held her cheek. Kiss it down

"Boom..."

Gunfire, blast

In Han Ximing's arms, Wen Li is suddenly stunned, and his back is stiff.

"Little glass?" Han Ximing frowned and held her, "what's the matter?"

"Er..." Wen Li raised her hand, held the temple and shook her head. "I don't know, how suddenly Feel headache? Ah - "

there was a sharp pain in his brain, which made Wen Li unbearable.

"Little glass!" Han Ximing frowned and held her in her arms

Wen Li frowned and shook his head, "no way I'll have a toast later... "

"Toast or you?" Han Ximing said, "follow me, or I hold you “....” Wen Li knew that he was serious. Although he thought it was not good, his heart was still warm.

"Ximing..."

Liang Junbang and his wife came over early, "what's the matter?"

Han Ximing hugged Xiao Li and said, "look after me here Xiao Li is a little uncomfortable. I'll take her back to the cabin to have a rest. "

"Well, good..."

Han Ximing leaves in a hurry with Wenli. Naturally, there was a commotion at the scene. Fortunately, Liang Junbang and Liang Junbang had been supporting him early so as not to panic. Holding her husband's hand early, "let's go to the reception first."

"Good."

....

Han Ximing takes Wenli to the cabin.

"Boom..."

With another gunshot, Wen Li suddenly covered his temple again and screamed, "ah -"

"what's the matter?" Worried, Han Ximing looks at Chen Ziang and says, "go! Call the doctor

“.... Yes

Han Ximing holds Wen Li, "Xiao Li, how can I hurt you?"

“....” Wen Li was holding his temple, pale and shaking his head, "I don't know, this voice This voice, shock of my brain Ren pain

The gunfire?

Han Ximing quickly raised her hand and covered her ears, "is this better?"

“....” Wen Li was sweating. He looked up at Han Ximing and said with a smile, "well, better..."

However, the vision gradually darkened

Finally, her eyelids drooped down, and Wen Li couldn't stand still. She lost her focus The whole person fell down

"Little glass!"

Han Ximing, stunned, quickly picks up Wen Li and rushes into the cabin.

....

On the bed of cabin, Wen Li is lying uneasily.

She closed her eyes, but frowned and sweated. He whispered, "don't Don't... "

Han Ximing sat beside her, holding her hand, "Xiao Li, have you had a nightmare? What did you dream of? "

"Fire, fire..." Wen Li's voice trembled and she was afraid, "fire, fire Help me Help me... "Fire?

Han Ximing is stunned. Does Xiao Li remember the fire on the outlying island? That fire, not to mention Wen Li, even Han Ximing, is still a disastrous memory! For a long time, he thought that Xiao Li had died in such a big fire!

"Ah Fire, fire... "

Wenli waved her arms in confusion, tears straight out.

Han Ximing looked at her heartache and leaned over to embrace her gently. "Xiao Li, there is no fire It's just me Dong Dong

When the door is knocked, Chen Ziang comes in with the doctor.

"Sir." The doctor saluted in a hurry and gave Wenli an examination.

Listening to her murmuring, she could not help asking, "Sir, madam, what you said Do you understand? "

"Well." Han Ximing nodded.

The doctor was a student of the state of song. He knew something about Wen Li and asked, "well Sir, what stage is what madam is talking about now? "

Han Ximing twisted her eyebrows and said faintly, "when I first met her."

"This..."

The doctor was a bit embarrassed. "If my subordinates are not wrong, my wife has been with you recently, and she has seen familiar people and places, which should be improving But what she dreams about now is when she first met you. My subordinates are brave. Is it good or bad for you

When I first met you? That's not good, of course!

Han Ximing frowned, "unfavourable."

"Ah..." The doctor sighed, "according to my wife's condition, she is recovering. If you can guide this dream out It may recover faster, but if things at that time are not good for you... "

His words did not go on.

However, Han Ximing understood.

Wenli is recovering, but it's staged Her memory chose the part when they were in the fire on the outlying island!

If, now let the doctor treat her, she may remember Only he used her and left her in the fire! So what's going to happen? Xiao Li, will you hate him? Will you leave him?

This possibility, as long as you think about it, Han Ximing can't accept it!

If Xiao Li thinks of these, then He preferred her to think of nothing.