Chapter 71

Xiang Jin stared at the door where Song Ling left, and was stunned for a long time without regaining her senses. She clenched her palm and panicked for a moment.

She raised her hand to cover her heart, and the silent pressure spread in her chest, making it hard to breathe. She gradually bent down and squatted there. It took a long time before she gradually calmed down, but the panic in her eyes was gradually replaced by fierceness.

She can't wait any longer, she has to deal with Shen Zhao quickly!

Picking up the phone, he made a call to Jin.

The other end waited for a long time before slowly connecting, it was a slightly deep man's voice, "Hello."

"Where?" Xiang Jin said in a low voice, his eyes were dark and deep, revealing darkness and ruthlessness.

The man smiled, with ridicule in his voice, and said in a low voice: "What? Are you willing to care about me now?"

Xiang Jin lowered his eyes, knowing that Wei Qiliang was not a good person, but still called him.

She chuckled lightly, with wet tears hanging down her eyelashes. With her smile trembling slightly, she half raised her head, let out a sigh of relief, and dealt with him slowly, saying, "Please do something, do you?"

Wei Qiliang stood at the bow of the boat, his black windbreaker was blown by the wind, and the cigarette butts in his hand were dazzling in the dark night. Step on it and crush it, saying, "Do it."

Hanging up the phone, Xiang Jin leaned on the sofa, silently stood up for a while, and left the villa.

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Shen Zhonghua's condition was very bad. For four or five days in a row, Shen Zhao stayed in the hospital. He didn't close his eyes for several days and nights. However, he lost a lot of weight in just a few days.

Song Ling also stayed outside the ward. She was afraid that Shen Zhao would get angry, so she didn't go in, so she simply stayed at the door, fetching water for her, and the nurse's desk went back and forth to handle the daily hospitalization procedures.

On the 18th day of the second month of the lunar calendar, sent a back to the cold spring.

Seeing that spring is coming soon, the temperature suddenly dropped sharply, and there was a heavy snowfall.

The snow fell heavily, and the snow was two inches high on the ground.

Shen Zhao sat in front of the bed in the ward and looked up at the white expanse outside the window, just like her heart at the moment, plain and empty.

Everything was like a dream, from start to finish, it was all fake. Absurd beginning, absurd end. In the situation of life and death, what is love?

Father Shen has been in a coma and never woke up. Maybe he will keep falling asleep. Shen Zhao doesn't know if he can have the courage to accept the arrival of that day. He is on the verge of death, which is the most desperate thing.

Shen Zhao got up and turned around with the kettle in his hand to get hot water.

As soon as he walked out of the door, his eyes subconsciously glanced at the seat next to him, which was empty.

People who had been guarding for four or five days suddenly did not come today.

Shen Zhao's expression froze for a moment, and Meng Yunan just happened to be walking over. He caught a glimpse of her expression and said in a low voice, "She is sick."

Shen Zhao pursed her lips and was stunned. There was no expression on her face. She didn't say a word, turned around and walked towards the boiling water room.

Meng Yunan turned her head and looked over, her eyes fell on her back.

Pulling and pulling love is not necessarily a bad thing, at least it can help them understand each other better. Love always comes quickly, even in an instant, but when they get along for a long time, there will always be many problems .

They are different from her and Ah Huan. Time is the best proof and an indispensable foundation.

Shen Zhao walked towards the boiling water room with the kettle in hand. The weather was cold and there were many people receiving the boiling water. She stood there blankly, her eyes blank.

There was only one thought in his head, Song Ling was sick...

After a long queue, it was her turn. She walked over, her mind was chaotic, she took the boiled water in a trance, turned and walked towards the ward.

Meng Yunan was in front of Shen Chonghua's bed, recorded various indicators on the instrument, took his body temperature, and finally left under Shen Zhao's dazed look.

The room was very quiet, with only the beeping sound from the instrument.

Shen Zhao sat there, stretched out her hand to pull the person's hand on the bed, held it up with both hands, and stroked her face, she muttered, "Dad, please wake up, Zhaozhao really doesn't know what to do..."

Shen Zhao lightly closed his eyes, tears slowly dripping down on the bedside.

"If you can't bear it, why make yourself so sad?"

Shen Zhao opened his eyes lightly and looked up to see Meng Yunan standing by the door.

She lowered her eyelashes slightly and raised her hand to wipe the tears from her face.

Meng Yunan continued: "Go and see her, you've been sitting in front of the bed uncomfortable these past few days, eating nothing, and she's not much better than you, at least for the sake of her bone marrow type. People are lying at home with no one to take care of them."

Shen Zhao raised his head and looked at Meng Yunan with hesitation and struggle in his eyes.

Meng Yunan saw her contradiction, she walked in, stood beside the bed, gave her the umbrella in her hand, and said lightly, "Go, I'll guard here."

Shen Zhao stared at that hand, and after a long time, she bit her lip and raised her hand to take it, and said in a low voice, "Thank you."

After speaking, she got up and left the ward.

Meng Yunan looked at the back of Shen Zhao leaving, and the corners of her lips curled into a bitter smile.

It was still snowing outside. Shen Zhao hadn't been out of the hospital for several days in a row, and her body was filled with the smell of disinfectant. She looked up at the sky, it was gray, and the cool snow floated on her face, and there was a kind of new hope.

Shen Zhao stopped a taxi on the side of the road, and after getting in the car, the driver drove away from the hospital.

At the same time, on the side of the road not far away, a black sedan followed closely.

The hospital was not far from the villa, and within 20 minutes, the car stopped at the entrance of the villa.

Shen Zhao got off the car and stood outside the yard.

No umbrella, let the snow fall on the body. She looked up at the room on the second floor, the curtains were half drawn, and there were dim lights inside.

Shen Zhao hesitated for a moment, then walked over and gently pushed the door.

The door inside wasn't locked either, it was just hidden, as if he knew someone would come.

Shen Zhao pushed open the door and went in, and followed the familiar direction upstairs. The bedroom door was not closed and was half-closed.

There were a pair of messy high-heeled shoes scattered around the door, not Song Ling's shoes.

Shen Zhao looked at the pair of shoes, her hands trembled slightly, she clenched her palms tightly and went to the door tremblingly.

He knew what was going to be inside, but he pushed open the door involuntarily.

Clothes were scattered all over the floor, and the people on the bed slept together.

Xiang Jin was buried between Song Ling's neck and raised his eyes to look at the door. There was playfulness and smugness in his eyes. Shen Zhao caught a glimpse of those familiar brows with a faint smile in them.

Shows how stupid she is.

Is it a bitch? Once or twice, she didn't know what she was doing. She saw it with her own eyes, but she still didn't give up.

Now, you can give up completely.

Without looking back, Shen Zhao fled in a panic, rushed out of the room, and left.

Tears fell unsatisfactorily, and she told herself that she should give up, but her heart still hurts.

Why do you want to do this? If you don't love it, why don't you make it clear to her? Why do you have to lie to her again and again, give hope and destroy it yourself? This kind of pain is really too heart-wrenching!

After leaving the door, a car stopped at the door, the door opened, and there were several men sitting inside. Shen Zhao was stunned, and stood there with tears in his eyes. Before he could react, suddenly his hands stretched out behind him, covering them with towels. Her nose and mouth were surrounded by a strong irritating smell. In just a few seconds, before Shen Zhao could struggle, she collapsed and was dragged into the car.

In the villa room, Xiang Jin was standing in front of the window wearing a suspender, her fingers lightly hooked, and the curtains were slightly half exposed. She caught a glimpse of Shen Zhao being dragged into the car, and then the car sped away.

The corners of his lips curled up slowly, his fingers lowered the curtains, and the room was suddenly dark.

She turned her head slightly and caught a glimpse of Song Ling, who was comatose and sleeping on the bed, and the sleeping pills on the bedside.

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For a whole day and night, Song Ling had a splitting headache, opened her eyes, her body was dry as if filled with fire, she raised her hand and pressed her temple, trying to wake up.

The room was silent, as if he had slept for a long time, and the whole person had no strength. Song Ling propped herself up on the bed and struggled to sit up, when the coolness hit, she realized that she was not wearing any strands.

She was stunned for a moment. She tried her best to recall, but she vaguely remembered that she had a low-grade fever when she returned from the hospital. After returning to the villa, she took the medicine and fell asleep.

After that... wait, Xiang Jin seems to be there too.

As if she suddenly remembered something, Song Ling woke up suddenly. She raised her eyes and looked around the room. It was dark in the room that was already late at night.

Not seeing a familiar figure, Song Ling took a breath.

She stretched her feet out of the bed, and before her feet landed, she suddenly heard a sobbing sound coming from behind the curtain.

Song Ling was stunned, stunned for a while, then got up and walked over quickly. She suddenly opened the curtain, and through the moonlight and snow, she caught a glimpse of the person sitting behind the curtain, and the whole person was struck by lightning.

The room regained its light and was messy.

Song Ling was stunned for a long time before she regained her senses. She squatted down, stared at the person sitting on the ground, and asked in a trance, "What happened?"

Xiang Jin raised her eyes, her eyes were full of tears. She seemed to have been crying for a long time, her eyes were so red and swollen, she raised her eyes to look at Song Ling, she was hesitant to speak, she didn't say a word, she just cried.

Song Ling realized that the situation was serious, she put her hands on Xiang Jin's shoulders in a panic, forced her to raise her head, and asked her in a trembling voice, "Don't cry, tell me, what happened?"

Xiang Jin seemed to be frightened by her, her voice was intermittent, she threw herself into Song Ling's arms, and cried out with a whimper, "Sister, you can't leave me!"

Song Ling was trembling all over, she couldn't hear any sound, and her mind was filled with the cries of the people in front of her.

Her face was almost pale, she looked down at Xiang Jin's exposed skin, and frowned in disbelief.

All told what happened to them in this room.

Without her knowledge, she and Xiang Jin...

It shouldn't be like this, she didn't have the slightest impression, she just had a fever and didn't drink any alcohol, but she couldn't remember anything.

With a splitting headache, a piercing ringing sound suddenly occurred to the head of the bed. Song Ling was startled, and after a while, she got up to get her phone.

It was Meng Yunan's phone number.

She connected, her voice trembling: "Hello."

"A Ling, there's an accident in the hospital, I can't contact Shen Zhao, come over quickly!"

Song Ling heard the hurried voice on the phone, and suddenly remembered something, her mind was in a panic, and things came up together, she didn't know which one to start with.

She quickly put on her clothes, opened the door and was about to leave. When she walked to the door, her footsteps stopped for a while. She didn't look back. She only looked sideways.

When Xiang Jin heard the panicked, slightly threatening voice, tears had already stopped in his eyes.Her eyes fell to the empty space, and she was speechless.