"What did you say?!Ji Ying?suicide?"

Song Yunyan was so surprised that she couldn't close her mouth, she frowned, accepted this reality in a daze, and immediately held Jiang Rongqing's hands hard.

Those slender and warm hands were not warm at the moment, cold and cold.

She increased her strength, as if she wanted to use her body temperature to warm him up.

"Just now, Ah Cheng came in to talk to you about it?"

She asked cautiously.

Jiang Rongqing's face was cold and gray, although he had no sad expression, his eyes were full of emptiness.

He grabbed the woman's soft palm with his backhand, and let out a low "um" in a hoarse voice.

"Then why didn't you say it earlier?!"

No matter how unbearable Ji Ying is, she is also his biological mother.

On the day he brought down Ji Ying, she could feel his depression from the phone. What's more, today, he really got the news of Ji Ying's death, how sad should he be?

Laughing very harshly, Jiang Rongqing said hoarsely: "It's so difficult to give you a wedding, I don't want to ruin it, and make you feel disappointed." ”

"What do you say?"

Song Yunyan's heart was sour, and his eyes immediately turned red.

Jiang Rongqing took another deep breath, hooked her lips stiffly, and comforted her in a loud voice: "Don't cry, it's not only for you, but also for myself." ”

"I'm looking forward to this wedding and want to make it a little more complete," he said in a deep voice. ”

In the past, Jiang Rongqing cherished words like gold and liked to hide everything in his heart.

But now, he was willing to say everything clearly, so as to avoid any misunderstanding with her.

The more Song Yunyan listened, the more moved he became, and the more he listened, the more sad he became.

She couldn't imagine how he had hidden the news of his mother's death in his heart in the hours he had just had, and then accompanied her to talk and laugh with the guests.

With a sniff, she forced back her tears and asked in a choked voice, "Then ...... you now?"

"Come with me to see her, after all, she is also your mother-in-law. ”

He said tiredly and hoarsely.

Song Yunyan's eyes were red, and he just nodded vigorously.

The two did not even return home, changed into civilian clothes in the hotel, and drove to the police morgue.

It was cold inside, and Ji Ying was lying on the white cold bed, but her expression was serene, and she didn't look in pain.

Song Yunyan always held the man's hand, and felt his fingers curl up stiffly, so he squeezed it hard, trying to give him some strength.

He was much calmer than she expected, and only looked at Ji Ying's face for a few seconds, and then turned to ask the police officers: "How did she die?"

"Suicide. ”

The policeman said apologetically: "It was our lax management that gave her a chance." ”

Nowadays, the management of detention centers is strict, and it is difficult for prisoners to find opportunities to commit suicide.

Especially Ji Ying's special status, she doesn't need to go out to work, and she is locked in a separate room, and she is monitored by cameras all the time, how can she actually ......

Song Yunyan was surprised, and the police had already explained in a deep voice: "She didn't have any sharp weapons that could be used to commit suicide, so she took advantage of the night to cover her with a quilt and suffocate to death." ”

Hearing this, Song Yunyan gasped.

How firm is this belief in death, so that he will suffocate himself to death?

"Did she meet anyone before she died?"

Jiang Rongqing was more calm than Song Yunyan, he frowned slightly and asked in a deep voice.

"Only one model, Leyson, came to see it. ”

The policeman replied thoughtfully.

"Leyson?"

Jiang Rongqing's brows frowned deeper for a while, he felt that this name was somewhat familiar, and he couldn't remember it for a while.

However, Song Yunyan's eyes lit up, searched on his mobile phone for a while, and showed the photo to the police, "Is it him?"

The policeman nodded.

Jiang Rongqing also saw the photo, the little white face on it was delicate and feminine, and it was a small model that Ji Ying had dated and raised before her death.

At the beginning, he wanted to give Song Yun a diamond ring, and he also bumped into Ji Ying in a jewelry store and took him to choose jewelry.

His face suddenly sank a little, his thin lips pursed, and he asked coldly, "What did he say to Ji Ying?"

Suspects like Ji Ying, who have not yet been sentenced, are not allowed to see their families, only plea lawyers.

But this little model, named Leyson, came to meet him as a paralegal.

The police officers quickly debunked it, and without waiting for him to have any words to talk to Ji Ying, they immediately drove him away.

He said that he was just thinking about his friendship with Ms. Ji in the past, so he had no other purpose to take a look. So, after a night of detention, we let him go. ”

The police were concerned about Jiang Rongqing's face, and when they said this, their tone was as natural as possible.

"Okay, I got it. ”

Jiang Rongqing's face was pale, and he didn't even forget his demeanor, lightly hooked the corner of his lower lip, and shook hands with the police to say goodbye.

Seeing that he didn't mean to make any trouble, the police officers quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and asked carefully before he left: "Mr. Jiang, your mother's body—"

"I'll send someone to pick it up soon. ”

He still said in a steady voice, without any fluctuations.

"Well, thank you for your understanding and cooperation. ”

After the policeman finished speaking, his face was solemn and he said "festival condolences" to him again.

Soon, Song Yunyan accompanied him out of the police station.

Just a few steps, but they walked for a long time.

It wasn't until he came to the side of the car that Jiang Rongqing's feet suddenly crooked, and the whole person leaned on the car door, so he didn't fall down.

"Rong Qing!"

Song Yunyan screamed eagerly, and hurriedly leaned over and held him by the arm.

"I—I probably won't be able to drive, so I'm going to ask you to come. ”

He looked at her with a sweat on his forehead, hooked his lips and laughed self-deprecatingly, and said hoarsely.

Song Yunyan's tears fell immediately, and he nodded hurriedly, "Okay, you get in the car first, I'll drive, and we'll go home right away, okay?"

Jiang Rongqing didn't speak again, so she let her hold herself with one hand, pull the car door with the other, and send him firmly to the co-pilot's position.

As soon as he sat down, all the muscles in his body immediately relaxed, as if all his strength was instantly drained.

He closed his eyes and sat in the car seat, but all in front of him was Ji Ying's miserable white and cold face.

It was peaceful, like falling asleep.

But......

Never to wake up again.

He remembered all the uses she had made of him, but he remembered that when he was very young, he was sick and hospitalized, and she used to stay by his bedside all night, patting his body and singing lullabies to him softly.

When did she start changing?

He suddenly couldn't remember.

In the past, because of his grandfather's death, he only hated her.

But now, she has also passed away, but he suddenly discovered that her attitude towards him is actually worth scrutinizing.

After all, if she was only angry with him because of this unsatisfactory marriage, she should have started to dislike him from an early age, not suddenly changed later.

Thinking of this, he opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes sharp and angry.

Song Yunyan was about to start the car, when he suddenly turned his head and crashed into this look, he couldn't help but tremble, and asked nervously: "Rong Qing, what's wrong with you, you?"