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Mother Zhao's words were like a bomb, blowing up Zhou Qiao completely.

Zhou Qiao's body kept shaking. She looked at her mother-in-law who had walked to her bedside and murmured: "What did you just say?"

"I told you to give back my son's life!" Mother Zhao collapsed to the ground as she spoke.

Wen Lan and a nurse standing at the door rushed to help her, but as soon as she stood up, she slapped Zhou Qiao hard!

When Wen Lan went to protect Zhou Qiao, crisp slaps had already sounded.

"Why did you hit my daughter! She was also a victim of the car accident!" Zhou's mother rushed over in a state of collapse and pulled Zhao's mother away.

"Auntie, Qiaoqiao just came out of the ICU. You go back to the ward to rest first. If you have anything to do, we can discuss it tomorrow." Wen Lan tried to help Zhao's mother leave the ward, but she staggered when Zhao's mother stretched out her hand and pushed her!

Mother Zhao's eyes were too swollen to open, but she still looked at Zhou Qiao with bone-crushing hatred, "Zhao Huan left before he was sent to the hospital in order to save you. Zhao Huan and I only had Zhao Huan." As a child, how do you want us to live in the future——"

When Zhou Qiao heard this, his expression was dull. As soon as he whispered the name "Zhao Huan", he spit out a mouthful of blood and passed out.

"Qiao Qiao!" Wen Lan hurriedly went to pinch Zhou Qiao's man.

Zhou's mother cried out Zhou Qiao's name, and within a few seconds she became so angry that she fainted.

The doctors in the ward immediately gave first aid to the two people.

Mother Zhao on the side watched all this with cold eyes and walked out of the ward tremblingly.

After the two of them recovered, the nurse sent Zhou's mother to another ward.

Wen Lan sat on the edge of the bed and held Zhou Qiao's hand tightly. There were obviously words of comfort and concern stuck in his throat, but at this moment, he was so distressed that he couldn't say a word.

After Zhou Qiao opened her eyes, she became very emotional. The nurse gave her a shot of sedative before she calmed down.

Tears fell from the corners of her eyes, and her eyes were full of despair and sadness.

In just two years, Wen Lan lost three of her closest relatives: Wen Yunzheng, Ji Minxin and Nuan Nuan. She completely felt Zhou Qiao's sadness at this time.

That night, she sat beside the bed with Zhou Qiao, constantly wiping the tears from Zhou Qiao's face with tissues.

As soon as the effect of the sedative wears off, Zhou Qiao's mood is on the verge of collapse and he is desperate for life, smashing everything he sees.

For three days in a row, Wen Lan stayed by Zhou Qiao's side, managing TT's affairs remotely through the phone.

Zhou Qiao still accepted this cruel reality.

What she regrets most is that she didn't have a child after getting married, so now that Zhao Huan has left, she is left alone in the world, tasting the pain of being separated from yin and yang.

The sixth day after the car accident was Zhao Huan's funeral.

Zhou Qiao's attending doctor and Zhou's mother both advised Zhou Qiao not to go to the funeral home, but Zhou Qiao insisted on sending Zhao Huan off for the last time.

It was drizzling on the day of the funeral, and the late spring was still very cold.

Wen Lan pushed Zhou Qiao, who was in a wheelchair, to the funeral parlor early.

Zhao Huan's parents were heartbroken and did not show up, but all the close relatives of the Zhao family came to the funeral home to greet friends and colleagues who came to express their condolences to Zhao Huan.

Zhou Qiao and Zhao Huan were high school classmates. Zhou Qiao was very popular back then, so almost all the classmates who heard the unfortunate news came.

Shen Yi is also among them.

When Wen Lan saw him again, he felt that the anger in his eyebrows was getting stronger again, and he had no desire to say hello at all.

The entire mourning hall was filled with the sadness of a black-haired person sending a white-haired person away.

Zhou Qiao's right leg was fractured and unable to move, but when Zhao Huan was pushed to be cremated, he still took one last look at Zhao Huan with the support of Wen Lan and the caregiver.

The car accident was so tragic that Zhao Huan's face and body were later sewn together.

She held Zhao Huan's miserable face, kissed her hot lips along Zhao Huan's cold forehead, and cried out Zhao Huan's name in tears.

Tears flowed freely, blurring her eyes.

She hugged Zhao Huan's stiff body tightly and didn't let go for a long time.

The funeral home staff kept urging her, but she pressed her head tightly against Zhao Huan and remained motionless.

Wen Lan couldn't stand it any longer, so he pried Zhou Qiao's fingers apart one by one, and the nurse next to him carried Zhou Qiao back to the wheelchair.

The staff took this opportunity to push Zhao Huan to the cremation room.

Wen Lan held Zhou Qiao in her arms, patted her back distressedly and comforted her softly.

Zhou Qiao's eyes were red and swollen from crying these days. Before coming to the funeral home, Wen Lan prepared a pair of sunglasses for her.

When she said goodbye to Zhao Huan just now, she took off her sunglasses, and now Wen Lan put them on for her again.

When her mood eased a little, Wen Lan pushed Zhou Qiao to the corridor outside to get some fresh air.

The light rain is still falling, thin and dense, just like Zhou Qiao's endless thoughts and pain.

Zhou Qiao sat quietly, with tears on his face, like a lifeless statue.

In the past two days, Wen Lan had repeated all the comforting words he could say countless times, and now he suddenly didn't know what to say.

"Zhou Qiao, the pain you are experiencing now, I also experienced it more than ten years ago. As a person who has been there, I can't say those false and empty words of comfort. I can only advise you to express your condolences. Because Zhao Huan is gone, you Even if you die of grief, it won't help." Jiang Jingci's clear voice suddenly sounded from behind them.

Zhou Qiao acted as if he hadn't heard anything and kept his original posture motionless.

Wen Lan raised his eyes and met Jiang Jingci's deep gaze. He quickly lowered his eyes and asked Zhou Qiao in a low voice, "The doctor specifically told you not to stay here for too long. Let's go back to the hospital."

Zhou Qiao shook his head stubbornly.

Wen Lan had no choice but to give up and stand behind the wheelchair to accompany her.

Jiang Jingci's eyes finally lingered on Wen Lan, and he hesitated several times.

A familiar sound of footsteps clearly entered Wen Lan's ears, and he looked up and saw that it was Shen Yi.

Wen Lan took a breath.

When Shen Yi saw Wen Lan, his deep eyes burst into joy of reunion after a long separation, but soon disappeared in Wen Lan's indifference.

But he still called "Lan Lan" eagerly.

Wen Lan nodded slightly out of politeness.

Jiang Jingci in front of her made her upset, and now Shen Yi came again---

The only two words in her mind were "Haha"!

Shen Yi, dressed in black, glanced at Wen Lan with a solemn expression, and then looked at Zhou Qiao, "My condolences."

Zhou Qiao still had no reaction.

Shen Yi said again, "Zhao Huan exchanged his life for yours. If you keep being depressed, you are not doing him justice."

The atmosphere fell into silence.

After five minutes, Zhou Qiao murmured in a hoarse voice: "You all go, let Lanlan accompany me to have some quiet time."

The moment Jiang Jingci and Shen Yi's eyes met, they instantly made eye contact.

The two walked to the other side of the corridor at the same time, and stopped only when they were 20 to 30 meters away from Wen Lan.

Jiang Jingci took out a pack of cigarettes and handed it to Shen Yi.

Shen Yi waved his hand, "I don't have much of a smoking addiction. Recently, Ningwan and I are preparing for pregnancy, so I dare not smoke anymore."

"Congratulations in advance to Mr. Shen and Mr. Tao for their dreams to come true." Jiang Jingci laughed from the bottom of his heart, "Tomorrow is the auction of the unfinished building in the southern suburbs. Mr. Shen must have found a way to win Xie Yansheng——"