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Unable to be afraid, Yan Li was angry, uncontrollably angry.He looked like his weak and slender mother, a head shorter than Yan Zheng, and much shorter than Yan Xiaoyuan. He held his head up to talk to these two people, and his voice was mixed with blood-stained air. Hoarse and ferocious, hard to hear, but anyone can understand.

Yan Zheng stood on the spot, bearing the anger of his blood brother who was about to pounce on him but remained motionless, but his face was extremely pale, and he said calmly: "She is sorry for you and your mother, isn't she dead too?"

"A life pays for a life, don't you remember what my mother wrote in her suicide note?"

"Snapped!"

Yan Xiaoyuan smashed an enamel ornament on the table, but it was red on a white background, and the red and white pieces were spread all over the floor, like brains mixed with sticky blood.

Yan Li raised his voice as if he was even more stimulated, shouting "She is a shameless bitch, she deserves to die" and "It is not a pity for her to die", while he was talking, he waved his hands nervously, as if to Grabbing something, and seeming to push something away, Yan Xiaoyuan couldn't help it at this moment even if he favored the eldest son, he slapped him neatly, and commanded, "Shut up!" !"

"Brother, my mother's death is not a pity, is it that my death... is enough?"

Yan Xiaoyuan didn't tell Yan Zheng to shut up, so when he turned around, he saw his tall and big second son standing in a mess, crying softly while shedding tears.There was a sad look in his eyes, which was weird and vivid. Yan Xiaoyuan and his eyes met, and his back almost felt chills when he saw it, as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

Song Lijing didn't want to hear the words that were about to ring out in the room, but she subconsciously hugged Yan Xin tightly and stared at Yan Li intently.The man covered the red palm prints on his face, and said fiercely: "Yes, I would have killed you if I knew about it!"

Yan Zheng was rarely injured. The only time in these years was when he fell from the rockery in the park and broke his bone.In fact, if Yan Xiaoyuan and Song Lijing cared about that time, it would not be difficult to see that the bruises and purple spots on them had strange shapes. Compared with bumps, they looked more like they were kicked out bit by bit with sticks and feet... …

That night, Yan Zheng was carried back from the hospital by his servants. Most of his legs were wrapped in plain white gauze, and the splint used to fix them just hit his knees. His legs were not bent, and he stretched out stiffly. After going out, he just lay on the bed for more than half a month, but he gritted his teeth and didn't say a word.Yan Xiaoyuan immediately thought of the pitiful appearance of his silent and well-behaved second son, sweating unknowingly on his forehead, and when he turned his eyes to Yan Li, he already believed it.

Yan Li met his father's angry and fearful eyes, and was awakened by the power of thunder contained in it. In fact, that slap had already knocked out his drunkenness, but the resentment was not enough to take back, and he spoke out impulsively That shouldn't be said.He didn't care about the consequences, he just wanted to be ruthless for a while, now his lower lip was trembling, and he felt very regretful in his heart.

When he stopped talking, he confirmed everyone's suspicions. Song Lijing already suspected that he was going to kill the little child in her arms. She hugged Yan Xin and curled up. Yan Xiaoyuan approached his sobbing second son, trying to She wanted to reach out to touch the top of his head, but her eyes met Yan Li whose eyes were full of resentment, and that hand stayed in the air for a moment, but it did not fall down after all.The voice of this father who has gradually shown his aging state in recent years is exhausted, but still tough, and he ordered Yan Zheng in an undeniable tone: "You tell the truth, explain things clearly to me!"

"In the end... is it your brother who wants to kill you!"

"That time, did it... Did he find someone to beat you up!"

Song Lijing saw that Yan Zheng took out his hand from his pocket and roughly wiped away the tears on his face. The young man was in his prime, but he was also stubborn. No matter what Yan Xiaoyuan asked, he just kept silent.

In fact, who can't see it?It's just that Yan Xiaoyuan was eccentric. Song Lijing was indeed frightened by the cruelty in Yan Li's words that day. Yan Xin kept crying, so she looked at Yan Li nervously, afraid of seeing Yan Li from his face full of resentment and anger. Seeing the signs of harming her baby.

That night, Yan Zheng finally ran out in silence, leaving home in the middle of the night, and no one stopped him. Yan Xiaoyuan smoked all night, got up and closed the door when the sky was bright, this matter seemed so casual It's over.

But Song Lijing was stimulated. For nearly a week, she was afraid of Yan Li's approach, and kept guarding little Yan Xin every step of the way. She felt a little distressed for Yan Zheng in her heart, and she didn't dare to stand in front of Yan Xiaoyuan. When it came to these three children, he didn't dare to reveal any news to the outside world, trying to digest all the truth and emotions.As time went by, when Song Lijing's reaction to what happened that night gradually calmed down, another unusual thought quietly arose. Not only did she start to be afraid of Yan Li, but she also became suspicious of the victim.

Maybe Yan Zheng didn't do anything, he was just an innocent and poor child whose mother died young and his father was biased, but the nature of protecting children made Song Lijing fully alert to anyone who was not Yan Xin, and this kind of Once he catches the signs of doubt in his mind, it will intensify. Even though he is sitting in the car right now, he can't do anything after seeing Yan Zheng in a car accident in the hospital, but he still feels flustered for a while.

She sighed and told the driver: "Turn down the air conditioner."

The cold wind was swirling in the carriage, Song Lijing looked at the night scene fading out of the window, and suddenly started another wave of her own doubts, this time the object was changed to Yan Li, she frowned and thought about why nothing happened after that incident Follow-up, how much does Yan Li hate Yan Zheng's mother and him?Are you willing to let it go?She wondered why the old man didn't come when Mingming told Yan Xiaoyuan that Yan Zheng had a car accident?Wondering where Yan Li was when the car accident happened, what was he doing?He even wondered that the driver in the car, with Yan Li's face, stepped on the accelerator and rushed forward.

And in front of the car, Yan Zheng's elegant and handsome face has been replaced by a baby with chubby cheeks sleeping soundly with eyes closed.

A woman's wild thoughts are sometimes outrageous, and sometimes they are very close to the truth. Song Lijing has already made up a story that is enough to scare her to death. She called her son's nanny with trembling hands, urging the driver to hurry home Hurry up, Fang Man just hung up the phone at that time, opened the door of the room and walked to the elevator.

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Shi Fangman took the takeaway and walked into the building.It was almost ten o'clock in the evening, long after the meal time, and the inpatient department was no more lively than the outpatient department, and the patients and their families would stay quietly in the room to rest.The elevator descended from the sixteenth floor in one breath. When Shi Fangman went up, he did not stop at other floors. The hospital elevator was longer and deeper than other places. When he heard the "ding", he left the inner wall he was leaning on and walked outside. The plastic bag made a soft popping sound, and then several things fell to the ground through the small opening.

The drinking straw pierced the plastic bag, and the meat sauce packets, vinegar packets, chili oil, soy sauce packets, and beverage bottles for noodles all fell out of the mouth.Shi Fangman squatted down, and there was a smell of smoke coming from the tip of his nose. The smoker who opened the window at the elevator door glanced over here, and continued to make his own phone call without any intention of helping.

"The grandson..."

The man's swearing tone was not serious, it was as light as a few spoonfuls of salt: "The grandson hears that the wind is rain."

He doesn't seem to be really scolding others, it's more of a kind of complaint and ridicule: "I just said it casually, who knew he would do it, my dad was shocked, and I was also shocked , I thought someone was going to blackmail me, but I didn't know what was going on, Sun Dongyue is really a talent."

"It's okay, Sun Dongyue is timid. He also drank too much at noon, and he probably got it wrong. Fortunately, the grandson is not completely drunk. Otherwise, if he really didn't stop the car, I would have to blame him."

"I wouldn't do that kind of thing..."

Shi Fangman walked by, and it happened that the man exhaled a smoke ring while speaking, the smell of smoke was choking, he frowned unconsciously, and looked sideways, this man was slightly shorter than him, with good features but not brilliant, suddenly When Fang Man saw the call, he still had a sense of familiarity. When he walked over, he realized that it might be because the man had a common face. Given his high degree of myopia, even with glasses, he was easily dazzled.

That night, Shi Fangman spent the whole night on the sofa. After waking up in the morning, he went to Yan Zheng's ward to take a look. His eyes were still closed, and there was an obvious bruise on his forehead. Ruddy and sleeping soundly.He washed his face casually in the bathroom in the lounge, and went downstairs to buy two bowls of mung bean lily porridge, tea eggs, and some steamed buns, shrimp dumplings, purple potato cakes and the like.Because I don’t know if Yan Zheng’s concussion will improve after he wakes up, I’m worried that he’ll be sick. These are low-fat foods, and I’m not afraid of letting things cool down in summer, so I just bring the freshly made hot food to the table. building.

The door was open, and the nurse was coming over to do the examination. After she left, Shi Fangman sat on the small sofa next to Yan Zheng's bed, waiting for someone to wake up.After waiting for more than 20 minutes, Yan Zheng coughed a few times, shook the quilt, and shouted in a daze: "...thirsty..."

Shi Fangman immediately poured a glass of water and handed it to him. He was probably very thirsty. Yan Zheng held the water glass and drank it in one gulp, then slowly raised his head, focused his eyes on the person in front of him, and said hoarsely: "...Brother ..."

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