Marriage pet: marrying a thousand gold

Chapter 329 The truth of many things is revealed (3)
He said: "My son, even if he is dead, he should engrave a Song character on the tombstone!"

Qin's mother was leaning on the bed, her gray hair was a little messy, she was not afraid of Song Zhiren's majesty at all, she still said in a flat tone, "During the earthquake, I was crushed by the beams and pillars that fell from above."

Song Zhiren's chest rose and fell suddenly, and his hands resting on his legs were tightly clenched, trying hard to stop his trembling, he spit out a few words from between his teeth: "Then what happened next?"

"Later, the beams and columns more than ten meters high were crushed, and even an adult couldn't bear it, let alone a two-year-old child? When the rescue troops arrived and moved the collapsed house, he was already dying."

"Even if it was sent to the hospital for rescue, it was too late. On the way, it was said that he was brain dead. When the body was sent back, the medical staff said that the lungs had been severely injured and had lost too much blood. The delay in rescue resulted in death."

When Qin's mother said this, she paused, but she glanced at Song Qiyan who was aside.

"My sister once told me that the worst thing she did in her life was to walk out of the mountains with you. This is also the regret she couldn't let go of until the moment she died. She said that if she could, she would die. Don't go to see her in the end, and don't bother your children."

Qin's mother said these words calmly, Song Zhiren lowered his head, calmed down for a while, and then slowly got up, Song Ranqin hurriedly handed over the crutches, Song Zhiren pushed away her support, and leaned on the crutches himself Turn around and walk out.

Every step seems to be extremely difficult. When you are old, what you fear most is that a white-haired person will send a black-haired person.

Today, Song Zhiren's heart has gone through various stages of ups and downs, from the initial excitement to the moment of despair and loneliness. He died. His son, whom he had never seen for more than 30 years...

Unexpectedly, just like that, died? !

In the ward, there was the sound of crutches being tapped, slowly and heavily.

Just like Song Zhiren's mood at the moment.

Jin Ziqi turned to look at Qin's mother. Qin's mother looked calm, but her eyes were very red.

She didn't cry, maybe she was suppressing it desperately, but it was enough to see her sadness when she mentioned the past.

At this moment, all Jin Ziqi could think of was one sentence——

The dead are gone, so are the living.

In the next second, Song Ranqin exclaimed, "Dad!"

Song Zhiren's fall was somewhat unexpected, but it was reasonable.

It is difficult for anyone to withstand such a blow, especially an old man in his seventies.

"Dad, what's the matter with you?" Song Ranqin had already rushed over, with panic on her face.

What she was worried about was not Song Zhiren's body, but that he hadn't completed the division of his estate after his death.

If Song Zhiren died suddenly like this, then she and her family would be kicked out of the Song family in the next second!
Jin Ziqi ran after him, and saw Song Zhiren's hands clenched tightly into fists, his eyes closed, he seemed to be a little conscious, but his face was as pale as white paper, and he opened his mouth.

Song Zhiren seemed to want to say something, but was covered up by Song Ranqin's earth-shattering cries.

Jin Ziqi was also irritated by Song Ranqin's crying, so he knelt down and gently pushed her away, and lowered his head to approach Song Zhiren.

"what did you say?"

"Its extension...its..."

"Dad, are you looking for Qiyan?" As soon as Jin Ziqi raised his head, Song Qiyan had already arrived.

His lips were drawn tight, his face was a little gloomy, but he still squatted down in front of Song Zhiren. Song Zhiren looked at Song Qiyan who was close at hand, blinked his eyes twice, and then slowly closed his mouth.

"Dad, wake up!" Song Ranqin's shout resounded throughout the ward and even the entire inpatient building.

The throat tearing sound was especially loud at night, waking up all the wild dogs in a radius of hundreds of miles.

However, only Song Zhiren's eyes, which never opened, responded to her.

The twilight was thick, and there were constant and chaotic footsteps in the empty hospital corridor, and occasionally there was a shout or two.The usual coldness and coldness in the hospital became more intense and menacing amidst the noise.

Jin Ziqi was sitting on the chair in the corridor, while Song Qiyan was leaning against the wall, wondering what he was thinking.

Song Zhiren fainted in Qin's mother's ward, and was rushed to the emergency room for rescue, but he has not come out yet.

Jin Ziqi stared at the emergency room with the red light on, blinked his eyes, then took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

The white mist dissipated in the dark air.Except for a few lights on the stairs, the entire outpatient building was completely dark, and the doors of each office were tightly closed.

Jin Ziqi looked back at him, he was standing just right to hide his face in the shadows.

Looking over from this position, she couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, so she simply stood up, paced over, took his arm, and said softly: "I haven't had dinner yet, you go down and buy some, I'll stay here."

Hearing the sound, Song Qiyan finally raised his drooping face just now, Jin Ziqi stared blankly, stretched out his hand to caress his cheek, the handsome facial features were filled with gloom, she hesitated, but still raised his chin .

The slightly itchy touch on her chin made him startled for a moment, but she had already curled up the corners of her mouth, smiling a little charmingly, yet looking glamorous and noble, her beautiful eyes flickered for a moment: "Don't make a long face, come on, smile."

Song Qiyan stared at her for a long time, then "slapped" her hand away, and his smile broke.

"It's ugly!" The smile on his face also disappeared.

Jin Ziqi pursed his lips and looked at him with narrowed eyes: "You have a nice smile! I panicked when I saw it!"

Song Qiyan didn't answer, he just turned his head and looked at the tightly drawn white curtain behind the glass door.

She turned her head to look at him, under the light, his face without a smile, even though it was still sharp-edged, was no longer as difficult to get close to her as before, and the cold and pressing aura on his body had also subsided a lot.

Glancing at his hands, she found that they were all in her trouser pockets. She took a step forward and stood side by side with him.

He turned to look at her in surprise, but she didn't look at him, but put her hand into his trouser pocket.

A burst of softness covered his clenched fist, and slowly, he let go of the tense emotion in his heart, willingly let go of his five fingers, and let her fingers pass through his fingers, entangled with him Together.

"Do you think that I am too despicable and shameless, as he said, calculating every minute and every second of those who have been ashamed of me?"

"If I say yes, do you want to change it?" She turned her head to look at him with soft eyes.

Song Qiyan squinted his black eyes and looked at the red light: "Then you...do you want me to change it?"

"Are you willing to change?" She looked at him jokingly. If he changed, he would no longer be Song Qiyan, the Song Qiyan who always made her so angry that he couldn't laugh or cry, but made her indulge in his world step by step.

(End of this chapter)