private marriage

Jiang Xiuzhi stood there, unable to hold Chu Xu back.

Xiao Zizhai came to the side as if lost, he put the cake beside him, bent down and called Song Wen.

"I bought the cake, get up and eat."

There was no response from the people on the hospital bed.

Xiao Zizhai wanted to lift the sheet, but Chu Xu slapped him on the back of his hand.

"roll--"

Xiao Zizhai seemed to be frightened, he stared at the figure on the hospital bed, and stretched out his hand again.

Chu Xu kept slapping his hand, "Get out, can't you hear me?"

Jiang Xiuzhi hugged her into his arms, Chu Xu struggled vigorously, Xiao Zizhai stretched out his hand tremblingly, and he touched Song Wen's face through the thin sheet.

"Don't touch her with your dirty hands!"

Xiao Zizhai insisted on that sentence, "Song Wen said she loved me, but you were not there at the time, so you didn't hear it."

"Is it fun to lie to yourself?"

That was what Song Wen said in person, and he couldn't get it wrong. "You don't understand, I didn't lie to myself."

Xiao Zidi rubbed Song Wen's face with his fingers, he couldn't feel the warmth anymore, he pulled the quilt, trying to pull it down slowly.

He quickly saw Song Wen's hair, spread out on the pillow, and then her forehead.

Xiao Zidi's movements suddenly stopped, he didn't have the courage to continue.

"Song Wen is dead, are you the happiest person?"

Chu Xu wanted to stab him in the heart, but Xiao Zizhai kept silent with trembling corners of his mouth.

The cell phone in his pocket kept ringing, Xiao Zizhai didn't want to answer it at first, but it was too noisy.

He took it out to check the caller ID, he walked to the window and connected, "Hello."

"Zi Zhai," Tong Yiqi's voice came from over there, "Tomorrow is our engagement banquet, have you not forgotten?"

Xiao Zidi had forgotten all about it a long time ago, "Yeah."

"I just want to ask what you mean, do you want to continue?"

Xiao Zizhai looked at the hospital bed, "Continue, of course."

Tong Yiqi obviously relaxed, "That's good, I'll wait for you."

Tong Yiqi wanted to choose the jewelry she would wear tomorrow, when she heard Xiao Zizhai say, "Song Wen is dead."

"Huh? When did it happen?"

"Just now."

Tong Yiqi looked regretful, "We are all one family, and her sister-in-law is too insidious."

Xiao Zizhai didn't want her words to spread into the ward again, "I'll come over tomorrow, I'll hang up first."

"it is good."

Tong Yiqi hung up the phone, and the Tong mother next to her couldn't hide the smile on the corner of her mouth, "What's so happy?"

"Song Wen is dead."

"Really?" Tong mother put down the water glass in her hand, but her eyes were still worried, "Yiqi, tell mom the truth, this matter really has nothing to do with you?"

"Mom, I'm not going to take her life. Is a cheap life worth my own?"

"That's good, it's really not worth it." The mother-in-law was trying on lipstick to see which color to use tomorrow, "I don't know who injected the poison, but it's a good thing for you, except for one big trouble."

Tong Yiqi sat on the edge of the bed, feeling very happy, "That's what she deserves, shameless."

Xiao Zizhai was leaning against the window sill, his eyes were stinging and painful, the ice cream cake was gradually melting...

Chu Xu took a basin of water and wanted to wipe Song Wen's face with a towel.

She was such a beautiful girl when she was alive, and in the last few days, Chu Xu didn't let her look in the mirror. "Wenwen, don't go too fast, I'll burn some more money for you, you can buy whatever you want, you don't need to save."

The hospital has notified the family members, and Song Wen's younger brother came again with Song's mother.

After all, immediate family members still need to sign, and Chu Xu can't let Song Wen leave uneasy in the end.

She was sitting in the corridor, listening to the hysterical crying from inside, and after a while, Mother Song came out.

The younger brother pushed her arm from the side, and Song's mother cried, "My Wenwen..."

Chu Xu didn't even lift his eyelids.

The younger brother was a little impatient and lowered his voice, "Mom!"

Mother Song walked up to Chu Xu tremblingly, "I know you are Wenwen's best friend, thanks to you for taking care of her..."

Chu Xu stared at her feet, and Mother Song suddenly knelt down, "Wenwen is gone now, she died so badly, I don't know what to do in the future."

Chu Xu glanced at her face, "Don't you have a son? My daughter is gone, and your favorite son is here."

"Wenwen must have explained to you, right? If she leaves, she will definitely entrust you...to take care of me, right?"

Chu Xu's eyes were cold, and her face was indifferent, "No, she didn't mention you to me before she died. Oh, yes, she just said that she will be reincarnated in another family in her next life, and she doesn't want to be sucked to death again."

Mother Song was startled, and then burst into tears again.

No matter how patriarchal he is, he is still his own flesh and blood.

Brother Song Wen looked at this posture and acted as if he was about to step forward and do his best.

It's just that before he reached Chu Xu, he was pulled away.

"Don't think that you are great because you have a few stinky money, and you have wronged my wife..."

Jiang Xiuzhi raised his chin lightly at the bodyguard, "Still in a daze? Hit me."

The bodyguard's slap was fierce and fierce, and when it hit his face, his teeth were loosened. The man covered his mouth, and as soon as he opened it, blood dripped out from the corner of his mouth.

He recovered immediately and was too scared to say a word.

On this day, many shopping guides in the mall were frightened. A man like a savage rushed into the store and said he wanted to buy the best clothes.

He was bearded and sad, and he looked at one thing after another.

"This is not good."

"This one...it's too dark, she won't like it."

If the shopping guide didn't recognize the expensive watch he was wearing, he really wanted to ask the security guard to throw him out, "Sir, are you going to buy clothes for your girlfriend?"

Xiao Zizhai looked around and saw one hanging in the window, so he walked over.

The shopping guide looked distressed, "This one has already been ordered."

"I want it."

"Then tell me the size, and I'll order another one for you."

"No, I only want this one."

"This can't work..."

Xiao Zizhai started by himself, took out the clothes from inside, and checked the size again.

just.

"Sir, clothes need to be tried on. If you really like them, you can have someone come over and try them on..."

Hearing this, Xiao Zizhai glanced over in a daze. He saw a fresh face with nice makeup.

This is the difference between the living and the dead.

"She can't come."

Xiao Zizhai held the clothes tightly in his hands, and the shopping guide saw that he was not in the right mood, "Then when she can come...try again?"

Xiao Zizhai hugged his clothes and refused to let go, he slowly squatted down, his whole body limp on the ground.

He actually cried in front of so many people, tears flowing freely.

Another person recognized him, "Isn't this Young Master Xiao?"

Xiao Zidi thought of the cold Song Wen, why didn't he take her out earlier, she loves beauty so much, why couldn't he buy her more clothes?