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Without realizing it, Du Qingjin had slumped on the cold ground and leaned her head against Shen Hongyuan's cold tombstone,

She couldn't feel the cold anymore because her body was numb with the cold.

But she still said to herself, "sorry, forgive my selfishness. What I wanted most was Yi Wanjun's life, but now I don't think so, because I will let her live in this world, this world without you. I want her to live alone and painfully.

Hongyuan, wait for me, Zhijiao, wait for my mother. When I finish the last thing, I'll go to you. No one can separate the three of our family. "

When Du Qingjin said this, his eyes were cold, which seemed to make people tremble more than the cold in the air.

She didn't stop talking to herself until she heard the creaking sound of her feet on the snow behind her.

She didn't look back, but she knew who it was.

With Peng Kui's nervous voice, Du Qingjin, who was originally sitting on the ground, was helped up by a pair of big hands. "Madam, why are you sitting on the ground? Your face is so ugly. I'll take you to the hospital."

With a wave of her hand, Du Qingjin brushed Peng Kui's hand away behind her, roared and shouted, "don't touch me! Don't touch me, I'll go by myself..."

With that, he moved his frozen legs and feet and walked towards the mountain.

Just as she took two steps, her feet softened and she fell down the stairs in an instant.

Peng Kui quickly grabbed her and scolded her with lingering fear: "Du Qingjin, look what you look like now? It's not enough that Shen Hongyuan has tortured you for 20 years. He's dead. What else can't you put down? Do you have to torture yourself to death to be willing."

Du Qingjin pushed Peng Kui away and staggered back two steps. Peng Kui wanted to come forward and hold her, but she dodged again.

"Yes, unless I die, even if I die, I can't let go. My love and hate are given to him, ha ha... They are given to him. How can I let go."

Du Qingjin walked down the stairs step by step.

Peng Kui seemed speechless with anger. His eyes looking at her back were full of suppressed anger and helplessness.

When Du Qingjin returned to the car, Peng Kui, who was not far or near behind her, suddenly received a phone call.

When they were in the car, Peng Kui told Du Qingjin the content of the phone they just answered.

"Yi Wanjun fell down the stairs and is now being rescued in the hospital."

Du Qingjin, who was paralyzed in the back seat, suddenly recovered from Peng Kui's words. It seemed that she didn't hear what he had just said, and asked again, "what did you just say?"

Peng Kui started the car and repeated: "Yi Wanjun fell down the stairs and is being rescued in the hospital."

This time Du Qingjin understood, but there was no expression on her face, as if she hadn't heard what Peng Kui said.

He just said, "drive." then he leaned on the back seat and looked at the winter snow outside the window. He didn't know what he was thinking.

When she was about to enter the city, she said again, "how's he...?"

Because it had just snowed heavily and the road condition was very bad, Peng Kui was particularly focused on driving the car. When he heard Du Qingjin's words behind her, he frowned slightly. In her mouth, he said nothing else. It was Shen Zhizhuo who hurried to rescue Chu Yufei's sister and brother a week ago.

Peng Kui sighed and said, "I'm still in Laos. I've lost contact. I'm afraid it's more or less bad."

With that, Peng Kui looked at Du Qingjin in the back seat through the rearview mirror. She saw a flash of fluctuation in her fundus, and then quickly returned to normal, "go to the hospital."

Peng Kui took a quick look in the rearview mirror. When he saw that she was still her bland expression, he didn't refute her. Instead, he drove to the hospital where Yi Wanjun was located according to what she said.

Looking at the silhouette outside the window, Du Qingjin didn't know what she was thinking, but she thought a lot. From more than 20 years ago when she was in Shen Hongyuan, to later, she saw that the person she liked first fell in love with her good sister, and then she designed to conceive his child... Now that he has died, the scenes of the past are like movie clips, One by one.

Unconsciously, the car stopped. Du Qingjin sorted out her emotions and hung her usual nobility and indifference on her face.

"I'll go up by myself," Du Qingjin said to Peng Kui before getting off the bus.

Then without giving Peng Kui a chance to refute, he pushed open the door, put on sunglasses and walked into the hospital building.

In the VIP ward on the 15th floor, Yi Wanjun sat on the hospital bed and looked at the sky outside the window. Her face was unusually calm, as if she was waiting for an old friend to come, with a touch of expectation.

Yi Nian, Shen Hongli, uncle Lin and others are in the next ward. There is an LCD display, and the image displayed on the screen is the image in Yi Wanjun's ward.

Seeing this, Yi Nian was puzzled and asked Uncle Lin, "Uncle Lin, will she come?"

Uncle Lin shook his head uncertainly, "I don't know, but my wife said she would come back."

Shen Hongli sat beside her husband Ling Guoyu, silent.

When she knew that Du Qingjin was not dead, she had nothing to say. It was just that the only child who was deeply distressed was how sad he should be when his mother cheated him with death for ten years.

"Little Nian, haven't you heard from Shen Zhijiao yet?" this is the first time she has asked Yi Nian about Shen Zhijiao.

Since knowing that Shen Zhizhuo went to such a dangerous place to save his friends, Shen Hongli, like Yi Nian, doesn't know how many times to pray every day, hoping that he can return safely as soon as possible.

Hearing her aunt's inquiry again, Yinian shook her head sadly, "sister Yufei, their phone can't get through, and he hasn't contacted me in other forms. I don't know how he is now."

It has been more than a week since Shen Zhizhuo left, but he has no news at all, which makes Yi Nian and others who are waiting for him inevitably anxious.

Suddenly, the cell phone in Yi Nian's pocket suddenly rang. She was stunned first, and then felt a slow response. Under the gaze of Shen Hongli and others, she took out the phone. When she saw the phone number, she looked at the opposite aunt and uncle, "it's my brother."

"Chen Feng? Hurry up and ask him where he is." Shen Hongli and Ling Guoyu looked at each other and were worried about their son who had been independent since childhood.

Just came back from the cemetery and answered a phone call. Ling CHENFENG left something to leave. Then he drove away regardless of the obstruction of his family.

Although it's almost better, it hasn't completely recovered. It's really worrying to leave in such a hurry.

Yi Nian quickly slid open the answer button. Before she opened her mouth and asked, Ling CHENFENG at the other end said first: "Nian Nian, Shen Zhihuo and I are on our way to the hospital. Has his mother arrived?"

Yi Nian was delighted to hear that he was even with Shen Zhizhuo. "Shen Zhizhuo is back? How is he? Is he hurt..."

Shen Hongli, standing next to her, couldn't help but rejoice when Yi Nian said that Shen Zhizhuo was with Ling CHENFENG and was on the way to the hospital.

Here, Yi Nian was just halfway through what she said. She remembered Ling CHENFENG's question just now and hurriedly returned to: "not yet..." Yi Nian wanted to say not yet, but before she could say the word "no", she saw Du Qingjin in the picture on the LCD screen on the wall.

So she quickly changed her mouth, "it's here. I just opened the door and entered my mother's ward."

As soon as her voice fell, Ling CHENFENG at the other end hung up.

Yi Nian looked at the hung up phone suspiciously, but now is not the time to think about those problems. After all, they are on their way, which proves that they are both safe and sound.

Now they are most concerned about the situation in Yi Wanjun's ward on the screen.