After kicking out my ex-husband, his brother and I got back together.

Su Xiaojun chased the sound closely. She couldn't see anything in the void beneath her feet, but she didn't dare to stop.

Those were the voices of her parents, and they were the voices she was most familiar with when she was in Haimo Village.

"Xiaojun...come on, come here..."

The sound was still echoing in Su Xiaojun's ears. Su Xiaojun tried his best to speak, but found that his throat seemed to be blocked.

"No, no!"

Another voice suddenly sounded, it was dad. Why did he refute what mom said?

"dad……"

Su Xiaojun shouted silently in her heart, and Su's father's voice became louder.

"Xiaojun, don't, don't listen to your mother, go back, go back quickly!"

Why?Why go back?She hasn't seen her parents for so many years, let her see them, even just once.

Suddenly, Su's mother's voice became sharp, as if she had reacted to something.

"Xiaojun, Xiaojun, go back quickly! Mom is wrong... Go back quickly! Don't come over! Run!"

What exactly is going on?Why is she running so fast...

Suddenly, the scene in front of Su Xiaojun became brighter.

The first person she saw was Zheng Yanqing lying in front of her.

Su Xiaojun hurriedly ran forward. Zheng Yanqing was lying on the ground with his back to her. She squatted behind Zheng Yanqing and turned him over.

Zheng Yanqing's face was covered in blood, his eyes were closed tightly, and his chest was still bleeding.

"what……"

Su Xiaojun wanted to shout but couldn't. It was clear that there was nothingness, but she still didn't give up and wanted someone to save Zheng Yanqing.

"Ah..."

She kept crying, and then she remembered that she and Zheng Yanqing were arrested by Du Xin. Zheng Yanqing suffered too many injuries in order to protect her. She could no longer count the number of wounds on Zheng Yanqing's body.

Despair instantly eroded Su Xiaojun's brain. She suddenly saw a man walking slowly towards her with a knife.

It's Du Xin.

Du Xin's face was pale, and there was still black blood remaining at the corner of his mouth, but he was smiling sinisterly.

"Su Xiaojun, look, Zheng Yanqing is about to die in your arms. It was you who killed him!"

He approached step by step, and Su Xiaojun kept shaking his head.

No, she didn't, it wasn't her, Zheng Yanqing was her brother, the person she liked, how could she be willing to harm him?
Du Xin was still smiling and squatted down in front of Su Xiaojun with a knife.

"Look, his chest, his eyes, nose, and mouth are all bleeding. Now he is just hanging on for a breath."

Su Xiaojun kept shaking his head, tears falling on Zheng Yanqing's face.

Ah Qing is not dead.His body is still hot, he will not die, and he still has to protect himself.

Su Xiaojun hugged Zheng Yanqing tightly and cried silently, the crying in her heart was heartbreaking.

Ah Qing, you said you wanted to be with me, don't die, I promise you...

"Ah...ah..."

Su Xiaojun was crying, her chest was out of breath, but Zheng Yanqing in her arms still didn't react at all.

"Xiaojun... look, Zheng Yanqing has died... hahahaha..."

Du Xin's voice was like a devil, hitting Su Xiaojun's heart. She shook her head, hugged Zheng Yanqing tightly in her arms, and kept pushing Du Xin out with her other hand.

Suddenly the knife in Du Xin's hand was raised high and fell heavily. Su Xiaojun had no time to hide and saw the knife stabbing him.

"Go to hell together!"

……

Su Xiaojun opened his eyes suddenly, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he was surrounded by the beeping sound of the electrocardiogram instrument.

"Xiaojun!" Xia Yizhen approached Su Xiaojun with red eyes and her voice was a little hoarse.

Feng Yian also looked at Su Xiaojun with a worried look, holding Xia Yizhen in his hand and stroking and comforting her back with one hand.

"It's good to wake up, it's good to wake up."

The next second, the doctor wearing a mask also appeared in Su Xiaojun's sight.

The doctor checked Su Xiaojun's tongue and pupils before he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Miss Su is fine. Mr. Feng, madam, please rest assured."

Feng Yian nodded, thanked the doctor and sent the patient out. Xia Yizhen sat down by the bed and held Su Xiaojun's hand.

"My child, you scared your mother to death. Fortunately, you are fine."

Su Xiaojun's tears fell from the corners of her eyes, and she looked at Xia Yizhen.

It seemed like a century had passed since the last time we met.

She opened her mouth, but no sound came out. This familiar feeling...she couldn't speak again.

Xia Yizhen seemed to have noticed something unusual.

"Xiaojun, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with your throat? Or..."

As she said this, she seemed to have guessed something and was suddenly startled.

Su Xiaojun desperately wanted to make a sound, but she couldn't. She raised her hand and hit her throat, but Xia Yizhen stopped her.

"No, Xiaojun, it's okay, it will get better. Don't be afraid... don't be afraid... Dad and I are both here."

Feng Yian had just returned from sending the doctor off when he saw this scene. He didn't say anything, he just sat by the bed and stayed with the mother and son silently.

After Su Xiaojun finally recovered, he raised his hand to sign Zheng Yanqing's name, and Feng Yian sighed softly.

"Yanqing is still in the ICU, and you have been in a coma for two days. Don't worry, take care of yourself."

Su Xiaojun frowned and couldn't stop crying.

"Ah Qing... was stabbed in the chest in order to protect me... nothing will happen to him..."

She stretched out her hand to make signs while crying, and Xia Yizhen quickly held his hand.

"Mom knows that the doctors are still treating him, but... Yan Qing's injuries are too serious, so his life is not out of danger yet."

Su Xiaojun seemed to have all the strength taken away from him, and he collapsed on the bed, without even the strength to lift a finger.

Feng Yian comforted his daughter softly.

"Xiaojun, don't think so much. Take care of your body first. Yanqing is still so young and will recover quickly. When he wakes up, he will definitely want to see you first."

He gently touched Su Xiaojun's face.

"You don't want to wait for Yan to wake up. You can't get out of bed, right?"

Su Xiaojun closed her eyes, with tears in her eyes, and nodded slightly.

Feng Yian and Xia Yizhen stood up.

Xia Yizhen gathered the quilt for Su Xiaojun and said softly.

"You rest for a while, we won't disturb you, ah."

Xia Yizhen and Feng Yian left the ward and went to the small living room outside. At this time, Su Xiaojun was the only one left in the ward. She finally curled up and cried uncontrollably.

Feng Yian and Xia Yizhen stood outside the door. Xia Yizhen had tears in her eyes and couldn't help but want to go in and hug her daughter to comfort her, but Feng Yian held her hand.

"What she needs most now is to be alone and cry. When we go in, she will take into account our emotions and won't be able to let go and vent. We'd better wait outside."

As soon as the two of them sat down on the sofa, Feng Shucheng had already finished school and rushed over in a hurry.

"How is it? Is my sister awake?"

Xia Yizhen nodded, and Feng Shucheng was about to rush into the ward, but was stopped by Feng Yian again.