Six years later, she took three milk balls to blow up the world

Chapter 523 Advice from people who come here
It is not uncommon to die by biting one's tongue and committing suicide, but no one feels sad about it.

An Zhengming was considered to have some backbone. He had tried many methods of torture since he entered the cell, but he never begged for mercy from the beginning to the end.

I didn't expect that he would die so easily in the end.

When Bai Chongbu and Song Jing walked out of the cell, he couldn't help but ask his doubts.

"What did you mean when you said An Zhengming didn't hurt Xiaoyan just now?"

"Do you think An Zhengming wants Xiaoyan dead?" Song Jing asked without answering.

"Yes, he was the one who sent the truck that hit An Yan's car before."

"I heard what Bai Shao said, then think about it, if An Zhengming really wanted An Yan to die, why didn't he detonate a bomb when she appeared and die together?" Song Jing asked.

Bai Chongbu didn't answer this question, which was what he couldn't figure out the most.

"He sent someone to hit Xiaoyan's car because he knew that he would die in the hands of the Bai family and wanted Anyan to die with him. But the bomb was not detonated later, perhaps because of God's will or because he changed his mind. I want Xiaoyan to live well."

Which guess is the final answer actually doesn't matter anymore.

An Zhengming is dead.

The bad things he had done, or his abnormal love for An Yan, all slowly disappeared in the wind with time.

No more waves can be made.

Because of this incident, Bai Chongbu took the initiative to recognize Song Jing as his brother and affectionately called him "Brother Song."

Song Jing was used to being alone, but in the end, for some unknown reason, he actually agreed to Bai Chongbu's request.

An Yan was very pleased to see two people standing in front of her, one was her eldest brother and the other was a long-time friend.

She was happy for Song Jing.

Song Jing rarely opens his heart to others, and it is really rare for him to be willing to recognize Bai Chongbu as his brother.

"You've worked hard to help take care of the three children these days." She said with a smile.

"You didn't do anything, does your neck hurt?" Song Jing's eyes fell on the plaster on her neck and stayed there for a little longer.

An Yan knew what he was worried about: "It doesn't hurt a long time ago. It's just a little wound. It's just a sprained tendon, so the doctor put a plaster on it."

How can it not hurt?Just touching it accidentally hurts my heart.

She said this because she naturally didn't want Song Jing to feel sad.

"You are so brave." Song Jing suddenly sneered.

Bai Shao looked at him in surprise.

It was obvious that he cared about Sister An An, but why did she hear a trace of ridicule in these words?
"For a man, you are willing to risk your own life and even give up your three children. It seems that you really love him!"

Song Jing's words were unclear. Bai Shao and Bai Chongbu looked at each other, neither understanding what he meant.

An Yan looked slightly embarrassed.

"Yes, Yanyan loves me, and I love her deeply too!"

Zhan Mochen suddenly swept in like a gust of wind.

He walked directly to An Yan's hospital bed and sat down, holding her hand tightly and declaring his unique rights.

Song Jing looked at them with an incomprehensible light in his eyes.

In the end, he turned around and walked out silently without saying a word.

Bai Shao didn't know what was going on, and Bai Chongbu also looked confused.

The atmosphere in the ward was very strange, but the two of them just didn't understand what was going on.

Zhan Mochen turned a blind eye to them and lowered his head to talk to An Yan.

An Yan thought of something and hurriedly said to him: "Grandma and mother heard about me and are ready to leave. They will arrive in the afternoon."

She said this deliberately to tell Zhan Mochen to know.

To please your mother-in-law, you need to act quickly.

"Well, I'll put down all my work and pick them up in the afternoon." Zhan Mochen said.

An Yan was relieved.But he was still worried that his grandma would make things difficult for him, so he took a vaccination in advance.

"Grandma is older and has a strong personality. If she says something that doesn't sit well with you, you..."

"Yan Yan." Zhan Mochen tightened her hand with a solemn look on his face, "I know it all. You don't need to tell me to understand. Even if grandma wants to hit me, I will never run away. Don't worry."

An Yan couldn't help but be amused by him.

How could grandma hit someone? The most she could do was scold him.

"That's right. A good man can bend and stretch. As long as he can marry a wife, it doesn't matter if he suffers a little!"

Bai Chongbu said, putting his hand on Zhan Mochen's shoulder as if they were two good brothers.

As a result, as soon as he lowered his head, he was met with a stern and cold gaze.

He quickly retracted his hand.

Compared with Song Jing, Zhan Mochen is a time bomb.

Obviously he is the brother-in-law, right? If you want to marry Xiaoyan, why don't you hurry up and please him first?
It really doesn’t follow the routine, it’s boring!
At the end of the corridor, Song Jing stood in front of the window with one hand in his pocket, motionless.

He held a cigarette between his bony fingertips, as if he had forgotten to smoke. The outline of his handsome features was blurred by the swirling smoke, and the expression on his face was not clear.

Zhan Mochen walked to his side and suddenly said, "Borrow me a cigarette."

Song Jing turned to look at him: "You don't smoke, don't you?"

Having said that, he still raised his hand.

He took a puff of the cigarette between his fingers and still had most of it.

Zhan Mochen was not polite, took the cigarette directly and took a deep breath.

The spicy taste traveled down the tongue and slid down the throat, setting off a wave of heat.

Zhan Mochen didn't smoke on weekdays, and it was Song Jing who took his first puff of cigarettes.

He forced back the choking feeling and blew out a big puff of smoke.

Through the hazy smoke, he suddenly said: "Thank you!"

What to thank, he didn’t say.

Song Jing already understood.

He and Zhan Mochen were brothers who knew each other in life and death. They were training at the base. Zhan Mochen saved his life, and he also saved Zhan Mochen's.

The love between the two people does not need words, they have already connected with each other.

He slowly stretched out his hand, and Zhan Mochen handed him the cigarette.

He took a deep breath, exhaled the smoke and said a few words: "If you betray her, you will never forgive her."

There was a smile in Zhan Mochen's dark eyes: "Don't worry, that day won't happen."

After he finished speaking, he caught a glimpse of a slender female figure in his peripheral vision.

He was looking over at them, with a look on his face as if he was worried about something.

It's white peony root.

Zhan Mochen understood something immediately, and he asked with interest: "Song Jing, as someone who has been through this, I have a suggestion for you. Do you want to listen?"

"If you have something to say, just say it." Song Jing said coolly and coolly.

Put on your sunglasses and you can go straight to the sky.

"If you have a crush on a woman, remember to tell her and let her know that you like her."

After finishing speaking, Zhan Mochen raised his hand and patted Song Jing's shoulder and left.

The words were all about this. If Song Jing still didn't follow the path, there was nothing he could do.

Song Jing stood there confused, looking at Zhan Mochen's straight back, and felt that there must be something wrong with this man.

What did you mean by what you just said?
After he couldn't figure it out, he suddenly felt that the cigarette in his hand no longer smelled good.

(End of this chapter)