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In the hospital, when second uncle Jiang woke up, he felt that there was still a double shadow in front of him. When the car hit his car at full speed, he subconsciously removed the steering wheel, but he didn't notice that there was also a large truck on the other side, crashing towards their car.

The moment he saw the car, uncle Jiang subconsciously wanted to turn the car around, but what remained in his memory was an earth shaking crash, followed by a "bang", as if the world had lost its color.

His eyes seemed to be full of blood. So much blood had been moving in front of him. He woke up with a cry from his sleep and opened his eyes in fear. The car accident was still vivid. He couldn't forget a little if he wanted to forget.

There seemed to be a figure floating in front of him. After uncle Jiang had a nightmare, the whole person was sweating. Suddenly, a man nearby said, "Uncle Jiang, wipe your sweat!"

With that, she handed out her handkerchief and motioned him to wipe the sweat on his face. After the nightmare, uncle Jiang looked very weak and his face was full of virtual sweat. It must be a bad dream.

When he opened his eyes and saw Jiang Shiwei in the street, uncle Jiang was startled: "slightly, why are you here?"

Jiang Shiwei hurried out again soon after he got home. This time, she came to the hospital to see second uncle Jiang. She knew that second uncle Jiang was the last person to see his parents and the witness of the car accident. She wanted to see if there was any answer she needed: "let me see second uncle and ask some questions by the way."

"Weiwei, where's your mother?" second uncle Jiang seemed to be in a trance. He looked anxiously at Jiang Shiwei, and his face didn't look like fraud. After all, no matter what his relationship with Jiang Yuanyuan and whether he and he were biological brothers, but he liked Sanskrit songs. It's true. He liked her since he first saw Sanskrit songs.

He knew that his relationship with her was impossible, but he still liked her and secretly liked her.

That kind of secret love is like the fire of taboo. The more depressed and swallowed, the more he warned himself that he can't like her. He can't talk to her, but the person he thinks of is always her.

It was not until she divorced Jiang Yuanyuan and she disappeared that second uncle Jiang knew what he had lost in his life. He loved that woman and his heart completely disappeared with the Sanskrit song.

Later, he left Jiangcheng, on the one hand, because he didn't want to stay here anymore, for fear of seeing the familiar scenery and thinking of her, on the other hand, he wanted to go alone and see if there was anyone in the world who could move his heart.

After walking for so many years, he has never been able to like another person.

Later, when he returned to Jiangcheng, he saw Jiang Shiwei, as if she had lived in front of him again.

For Jiang Shiwei, his state of mind is strange and convenient, and even some can't speak. He likes Sanskrit songs, but he doesn't want anyone to touch Jiang Shiwei. He even wants Jiang Shiwei to replace Sanskrit songs.

He put those ideas on Jiang Shiwei and treated her well in the name of his elders. In fact, he only had that idea because she was the daughter of Sanskrit songs. She was like Sanskrit songs.

Looking at the anxious expression of second uncle Jiang, Jiang Shiwei's feeling was as cold as iron cast water, and there was no gentle breath all over: "second uncle, my mother and my father disappeared at the same time."

"What do you mean? How could you be missing?" second uncle Jiang seemed to calm down, but the light in his eyes seemed to go out. He remembered that the last memory was that the car took people into the river. He didn't dare to think about it. He struggled to sit up from bed: "you say, what's the matter, your mother? Is she still alive?"

"I don't know," said Jiang Shiwei numbly.

"What do you mean you don't know? She's your mother. How can you have this attitude? I don't believe she'll have an accident. She'll be fine. No, I'll find her!" said second uncle Jiang, struggling to go out. When Jiang Shiwei saw him on the ground, the bandage on his body burst open and stained with a layer of blood soon: "Second uncle, don't worry. My mother is still looking. I believe she will be fine. It's you. What happened to the car accident that day? Who was hurting my parents?"

Second uncle Jiang sat on the bed with his blood dripping down, but he seemed to feel no pain: "I don't know, but I doubt it must be Li Lin. who else would do this except the woman with a heart like a scorpion?"

"Second uncle, do you have any evidence?"

"I didn't!" if he had evidence, he sent Li Lin in for the first time. Looking at the decadent look of second uncle Jiang, Jiang Shiwei knew that no more words would have a good result: "but I'm sure it must be Li Lin. She almost strangled your mother in the hospital that day. Who else could be so cruel except her!"

A cold light flashed from the bottom of her eyes. Jiang Shiwei didn't know there was such a thing. It seems that Li Lin has been too natural and unrestrained these days. She dared to move her mother and bite her teeth. Jiang Shiwei said word by word: "I'll check it. If it's true, I'll not let her come to a good end!"

With that, Jiang Shiwei shook his fist heavily, and then left the ward without looking back.

Uncle Jiang was lying on the hospital bed, and the wet feeling slowly poured out of the corners of his eyes. Finally, two drops of green tears slid into the pillow along the temples

The voice murmured, song, song.

For several days, the police station didn't give Jiang Shiwei any clear answer, but Jiang Yuanyuan and the Sanskrit still didn't see anyone alive or dead. Leshan knew all the results and wanted to persuade Jiang Shiwei to give up.

But looking at Jiang Shiwei's persistent appearance, I thought that day, I also fell into the water. Jiang Shiwei had been there and had to save her anyway.

Finally, she was saved.

Today, fate made a big joke on them. Jiang Yuanyuan and Sanskrit still have no people in life and no corpses in death. In this case, everyone actually has a result in mind, but no one has the courage to say anything to Jiang Shiwei.

Just a few days later, Jiang Shiwei became thinner. His eyes looked big and divine, but the whole person was thin as if a gust of wind could blow away. Looking at such Jiang Shiwei, Leshan only felt very distressed: "slightly, you should take care of your body. Maybe uncle Jiang and aunt Jiang have disappeared..."

"Shan Shan, do you even think they are gone?" Jiang Shiwei's voice was a little ethereal. She looked at the water and seemed to see a flower on it.

But she could see nothing except the calm water.