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Xiang Jin stared at the door where Song Ling left, and stood there for a long time without recovering. She clenched her palms and panicked for a moment.

She raised her hand to cover her heart, and the silent oppression spread in her chest, making her breathless.Her body gradually bent down, and she squatted there. After a long while, she gradually calmed down, but the panic in her eyes was gradually replaced by sternness.

She can't wait any longer, she has to deal with Shen Zhao quickly!

He picked up his phone and made a call to Jin.

After waiting for a long time, the other end was slowly connected. It was a deep man's voice, "Hello."

"Where is it?" Xiang Jin asked quietly, his eyes were dark and deep, revealing the darkness and ruthlessness.

The man on the other end smiled, with sarcasm in his voice, and said softly, "What? Are you willing to care about me now?"

Xiang Jin lowered her eyes, knowing that Wei Qiliang was not a good person, but still called him.

She chuckled, with wet tears still hanging from her eyelashes, trembling slightly with her smile, she raised her head halfway, breathed a sigh of relief, and dealt with him slowly, saying: "Please do something, do you want to do it?"

Wei Qiliang stood at the bow of the boat, his black trench coat was blown by the strong wind, and the cigarette butt in his hand was dotted in the dark night. He smiled with the corners of his lips curled up, took a deep breath, and then threw the cigarette butt in his hand on the ground. Step on it and crush it, and say, "Do it."

After hanging up the phone, Xiang Jin leaned on the sofa, stood up after being silent for a while, and left the villa.

-

Shen Zhonghua's condition was very bad. For four or five days in a row, Shen Zhao stayed in the hospital and didn't close his eyes for several days and nights. However, he lost a lot of weight in just a few days.

Song Ling also kept guard outside the ward. She was afraid that Shen Zhao would get angry, so she didn't go in, so she simply stayed at the door, fetching water for her, and the nurse went back and forth to go through the daily hospitalization procedures.

On the eighteenth day of the second month of the lunar calendar, there was a cold spring.

Seeing that spring is coming soon, the temperature suddenly dropped sharply, and there was a heavy snowfall.

The snow fell heavily, and the snow spread on the ground, which was two inches high.

Shen Zhao was sitting in front of the bed in the ward, looking up at the vast expanse of whiteness outside the window, just like her heart at the moment, flat and empty.

Everything is like a dream, from the beginning to the end, it is fake.A ridiculous start, a ridiculous end.In the realm of life and death, what is love?

Shen's father has been in a coma and has not woken up. Maybe he will continue to sleep. Shen Zhao doesn't know whether he can have the courage to accept that day. Being on the verge of death is the most desperate thing.

Shen Zhao got up, turned around with the kettle in his hand, and went out to fetch hot water.

As soon as he walked out of the room, he subconsciously glanced at the seat next to him, which was empty.

Those who had been guarding for four or five days in a row suddenly did not come today.

Shen Zhao's expression was slightly startled, Meng Yunan happened to come across from the opposite side, caught a glimpse of her expression, the corner of his mouth slightly curled up, and said softly: "She is sick."

Shen Zhao pursed her lips in a daze, without any expression on her face, she turned and walked towards the boiling water room without saying a word.

Meng Yunan turned his head and looked along, his eyes fell on her back.

The procrastinating love is not necessarily a bad thing, at least it can make them understand each other better. When love comes, it is always very fast, even in an instant, but when you get along for a long time, there will always be many problems .

They are different from her and A Huan, time is the best proof and an indispensable foundation.

Shen Zhao carried the kettle and walked towards the boiling water room. It was cold, and there were many people receiving the boiling water. She stood there in a daze, her gaze a little blank.

There is only one thought in my head, Song Ling is sick...

After waiting for a long time, it was her turn.She walked over, her mind was in a state of chaos, she drank the boiling water in a trance, turned and walked towards the ward.

In front of Shen Chonghua's bed, Meng Yunan recorded various indicators on the instrument, took his body temperature, and finally left under Shen Zhao's dazed expression.

The room was very quiet, the only sound in the room was the beeping reminder from the instrument.

Sitting there, Shen Zhao stretched out her hand to grab the hand of the person on the bed, put her hands together, and stroked her face, she murmured: "Dad, wake up, Zhao Zhao really doesn't know what to do..."

Shen Zhaoqing closed her eyes, tears slowly dripping down the side of the bed.

"Since you can't bear it, why make yourself so sad?"

Shen Zhaoqing opened his eyes, looked up and saw Meng Yunan standing by the door.

She lowered her eyelashes slightly and raised her hand to wipe the tears off her face.

Meng Yunan continued: "Go and see her. You have been sitting in front of the bed uncomfortably for the past few days without eating anything, and she is not much better than you, at least for the sake of her bone marrow matching. She alone People are lying at home with no one to take care of them."

Shen Zhao raised his head and looked at Meng Yunan, with hesitation and struggle in his eyes.

Meng Yunan saw her contradiction, she walked in, stood by the bed, gave her the umbrella in her hand, and said calmly: "Go, I will guard here."

Shen Zhao stared at that hand. After a long time, she bit her lip and raised her hand to take it, saying in a low voice, "Thank you."

After speaking, she got up and left the ward.

Meng Yunan looked at Shen Zhao's leaving back, with a bitter smile on his lips.

It was still snowing outside, and Shen Zhaoyi hadn't been out of the hospital for many days, and her body was full of the smell of disinfectant.She looked up at the sky, the ground was gray, with cool snow floating on her face, there was a hope of new life.

Shen Zhao hailed a taxi on the side of the road. After getting in the taxi, the driver drove away from the hospital.

At the same time, on the side of the road not far away, a black car followed closely behind.

The hospital is not far from the villa, within 10 minutes, the car stops at the entrance of the villa.

Shen Zhao got off the car and stood outside the yard.

Without an umbrella, let the snowflakes fall on you.She looked up at the room on the second floor, the curtains were half drawn, and there was a faint light inside.

Shen Zhao hesitated for a moment, then walked over and pushed the door gently.

The door inside was not locked either, it was only ajar, as if he knew someone would come.

Shen Zhao pushed open the door and went in, followed the familiar direction upstairs, the bedroom door was not closed, half-hidden.

There are a pair of messy high-heeled shoes scattered on both sides of the door, not Song Ling's shoes.

Shen Zhao looked at the pair of shoes, her hands trembling slightly, she clenched her palms tightly, tremblingly went to the door.

Obviously knowing what would be inside, but still pushed open the door involuntarily.

The clothes were scattered all over the floor, and the people on the bed hugged each other and slept.

Buried in Song Ling's neck, Xiang Jin raised her eyes to look at the door, with teasing and complacent expressions in her eyes, and Shen Zhao caught a glimpse of those familiar eyebrows and eyes, with a faint smile in them.

Shows how stupid she is.

It must be a bitch, once or twice, she didn't know what she was doing, she clearly saw it with her own eyes, but she still didn't give up, and was easily softened by others' coaxing.

Now, you can give up completely.

Without looking back, Shen Zhao fled in a panic, rushed out of the room, and left.

Tears dripped down, and she told herself that she should give up, but her heart still hurts.

Why do you want to do this? If you don't love her, why don't you tell her clearly? Why do you lie to her again and again, give her hope and then destroy it with your own hands? This kind of pain is really too heartbreaking!

After going out, a car stopped at the door. The door opened, and there were several men sitting inside. Shen Zhao was stunned, standing there with tears in his eyes. A strong pungent smell surrounded her nose and mouth, and within a few seconds, before Shen Zhao could struggle, his whole body collapsed and was dragged into the car.

In the villa room, Xiang Jin was wearing suspenders and standing in front of the window, her fingers were lightly hooked, and the curtains were slightly half exposed. She caught a glimpse of Shen Zhao being dragged into the car, and then the car sped away.

The corners of her lips curled up slowly, she lowered the curtain with her fingers, and the room was suddenly dark.

She turned her head slightly, and saw Song Ling who was unconscious and soundly asleep on the bed, and the sleeping pills on the bedside.

-

For a whole day and night, Song Ling had a severe headache. When she opened her eyes, her whole body felt as dry as if it had been filled with fire. She raised her hand and pressed her temples, trying to wake up.

There was silence in the room, as if he had slept for a long time, and he had no strength at all.Song Ling propped herself up on the bed and tried her best to sit up. When the coolness hit her, she realized that she was not fully clothed.

She was in a daze for a moment, trying to recall, but only vaguely remembered that she came back from the hospital with a low-grade fever. After returning to the villa, she took medicine and fell asleep.

After that... Wait, Xiang Jin seems to be there too.

As if suddenly remembering something, Song Lingteng woke up. She raised her eyes and looked around the room. It was already dark in the room.

Seeing no familiar figure, Song Ling took a short breath.

She stretched her feet out of the bed, but before her feet landed, she suddenly heard a sobbing sound from behind the curtain.

Song Ling was stunned, stunned for a while, and quickly got up and walked over. She suddenly opened the curtains, and through the moonlight and snow, she caught a glimpse of the person sitting behind the curtains, and her whole body was struck by lightning.

The room was restored to light, and the floor was messy.

Song Ling was stunned for a long time before she came back to her senses. She squatted down, stared at the person sitting on the ground, and asked in a daze, "What happened?"

Xiang Jin raised her eyes, her eyes were filled with mist of tears, she seemed to have been crying for a long time, her eyes were red and swollen, she raised her eyes to look at Song Ling, hesitated to speak, didn't say a word, just cried.

Song Ling realized the seriousness of the situation, she put her hands on Xiang Jin's shoulders in a panic, forced her to raise her head, and asked her tremblingly, "Don't cry, tell me, what happened?"

Xiang Jin seemed to be frightened by her, her voice was intermittent, she threw herself into Song Ling's arms, and cried out with sobs: "Sister, you can't let me go!"

Song Ling was trembling all over, she couldn't hear any sound, her mind was filled with the cry of the person in front of her.

Her face was almost pale, she looked down and saw Xiang Jin's exposed skin, and frowned in disbelief.

Everything shows what happened to them in this room.

Without her knowing, she and Xiang Jin...

It shouldn't be like this, she didn't have any memory, she just had a fever and didn't drink any wine, but she couldn't remember anything.

With a splitting headache, a piercing ringtone suddenly occurred to the head of the bed. Song Ling was startled, and she paused for a moment before getting up to get her cell phone.

It was Meng Yunan's call.

She connected, her voice trembling: "Hello."

"A Ling, something happened in the hospital, I can't get in touch with Shen Zhao, come here quickly!"

Hearing the urgent voice on the phone, Song Ling thought of something in a trance, her mind was in a panic, things came up all at once, and she didn't know which one to start with.

Putting on her clothes quickly, she opened the door and was about to leave. When she came to the door, her footsteps paused slightly, she didn't look back, she only looked sideways slightly, and her voice was as cool as water: "No one is allowed to say this, you know?!"

When Xiang Jin heard that panicked, threatening voice, his eyes had already stopped the tears.Her eyes fell to the empty space, and she was speechless.