Sweet wife is too young, uncle spoils obedient

All clues point to Jiang Mengxian, who said she pushed song qingluan, her husband's predecessor, down the stairs.

Some people even said on the Internet that they heard a fierce dispute in the fire passage, and then song qingluan fell down the stairs.

Even snow pole was suspicious. He stabbed Jiang Mengxian with his elbow and whispered, "aunt, did you really do it?"

Jiang Mengxian doesn't want to argue now, and her heart is very heavy.

Even if the whole world wronged her, as long as Lian Xiwan believed her, but now, what she was afraid of was that Lian Xiwan didn't believe her

In the ward, there was only one hospital bed. Song qingluan was sleeping on the hospital bed sobbing and hanging water. Her pale face was covered with tears, and her thin body trembled because of crying.

Seeing Lian Xiwan coming in, she raised her head. Under her messy hair was a frightened and helpless face, with gauze wrapped around her forehead and a big wound on her forehead.

Her pale lips trembled twice. Her hands without water lifted up and looked at the people in front of the hospital bed. Her voice trembled, innocent and surprised: "... Small ball? Is it you?"

A soft, waxy and soft "small ball" did not know how many years ago recalled the good memories, but Lian Xiwan was as calm as water.

Song qingluan looked at him with tears in his eyes: "small ball, small ball..."

Her face was full of surprise and tears: "you finally came, you finally came... They all said that I broke my head and lost my memory. Now it's 201x. They lied to me, right? Now it's 200X, right?"

The year 200X is the year when Lian Xiwan and long lie had an accident, the year when song qingluan broke his head and lost his memory, and the year when Lian Xiaoqiu was born. After the new year, Lian Xiaoqiu will be 9 years old

The doctor said that song qingluan broke her head that year. Only when there were blood clots in her brain could she have the symptoms of amnesia. Now the fall made her happy and remembered all her memories. But now she has just woke up. Her memory is confused. She only remembers what happened eight years ago, but she has forgotten all her memories of these eight years.

Looking at Song qingluan's pitiful appearance, Lian Xiwan gently and slowly said, "qingluan, it has been eight years."

Lian Xiwan's words seemed to give song qingluan a great blow. She stared at him in a daze. Her apricot eyes were full of tears, and then she said in pain: "impossible, impossible... Impossible."

She said incoherently, "how could this happen?"

She was in great pain and nearly collapsed, but Lian Xiwan stood a few meters away from her and looked at her expressionless.

He watched her cry bitterly. According to the general script, now he should go and give her a comforting hug, but his feet seemed to be nailed to the ground and couldn't move.

The past is the past after all. It's meaningless to pursue it again.

Song qingluan couldn't accept the reality and prayed to Lian Xiwan with tears: "xiaowanzi, I don't want to be here. Will you take me out of here? It's so cold and terrible here. Shall we go home?"

"What have we been doing in the past eight years? Has our marriage application been approved?"

In her memory, she was still Lian Xiwan's girlfriend. They had been engaged and were going to get married in the most depressed time after Lian Xiwan's late death, so that Lian Xiwan had the courage to live.

At the beginning, Lian Xia thought perfectly. Even Xiaoqiu lost his parents and Lian Xiwan fell flat. He quickly let song qingluan marry Lian Xiwan, cheer him up and give Lian Xiaoqiu a complete home.

Because song qingluan was a soldier, she had to make an application report for marriage. On the eve of the report, she had an accident and their marriage was over.

Lian Xiwan just looked at her silently and waited for her to finish. He poked out the truth word by word: "qingluan, I'm sorry, a lot of things have happened in the past eight years. I already have my family, I'm married, and my wife is not you."

Song qingluan was really hit this time. He looked at it incredulously. In his eyes, tears flowed down like a clear spring

Jiang Mengxian in the corridor also learned that song qingluan had recovered her memory, so she was even more silent and shut up.

Even Xuepeng dared not speak. He was still young, but he still had memories. He remembered the course of things. Lian Xiwan and song qingluan

Now it's not anyone's fault to develop like this. It's just God's will.

The current situation is a torment for song qingluan and for Lian Xiwan.

After song qingluan's accident, Lian Xiwan was extremely depressed and decadent. His sister and brother-in-law left, and his girlfriend left him. Lian Xuepeng remembered that he stole from the military compound to play. He saw Lian Xiwan hiding in the wine cellar drunk. Qin fan asked Lian Xuepeng to hold Lian Xiaoqiu in the cradle in his arms, and Lian Xiwan held Lian Xiaoqiu in his arms and burst into tears.

That kind of despair and pain is still remembered by snowpenny.

Over the years, Lian Xiwan finally cheered up and had a perfect wife, but song qingluan must have been a thorn in his heart

Now Lian Xi and WAN must be particularly suffering. They are sandwiched between song qingluan and Jiang Mengxian. One is the joy of youth, the other is the eternity of youth. Both are so difficult to choose, and song qingluan is still the first love of Lian Xi and wan

Even the snow pole with a thorn in his mouth finally softened his voice at the moment, patted Jiang Mengxian on the shoulder and comforted him: "well, don't think about it. Your face is swollen."

Jiang Mengxian blinked twice. Her eyes were extremely dry.

Suddenly, a shrill scream came from Song qingluan's ward, startling everyone in the corridor. At the same time, Lian Xiwan hurriedly opened the door and said, "the patient is very excited."

A large group of people poured into the ward. Jiang Mengxian also stood up in surprise. She saw Lian Xiwan coming towards her. In the confusion, she accurately grabbed her hand and said in a low voice, "go."

Jiang Mengxian was pulled away by Lian Xiwan. She looked back at the ward with the door open. Song qingluan couldn't accept the reality and screamed in pain. She looked like crazy and overturned everything at hand.

After she hurried across a corner, she couldn't see anything, and even the scream in her ear gradually weakened.

Instead of going back to the ward, she took the car and went home to raise her wound.

After returning home, Lian Xiwan ordered the kitchen to make some liquid food for Jiang Mengxian, and then plunged into the study.

Today's Lianxi Anhui Dialect is very few. As soon as she hears it, there is a situation. Jiang Mengxian also knows what the situation is. She chooses silence.

Passing by Lian Xiwan's study, Jiang Mengxian heard him talking to Lian Xia.

"... xiaowanzi, grandpa didn't force you. You always have to choose between xiaoqingzi and Xiaojiang..."