Song Juan was so frightened that she retreated to the door of the ward.

Lu Bochuan lifted her up and pressed her against the wall outside the door of the ward, Wen Ya was still screaming in the room, Lu Bochuan's slender and powerful fingers stuck Song Xuan's chin, as if a storm was brewing: "Are you satisfied now?"

Song Xuan's tears fell, she never knew that Wen Ya lived in such a place, and after what happened, no one told her where Wen Ya went.

She really didn't know that Wen Ya was living in a mental hospital.

Song Juan muttered: "How can this be? It's obviously her! It's obviously her who robbed the Lu family's information back then!"

If she hadn't robbed the Lu family's information back then, then so many things wouldn't have happened at all.

She used Zhou Jing's life to exchange the memory back, and at this moment, the sky suddenly collapsed.

Lu Bochuan looked at Song Juan's collapsed and pale little face, and his face was gloomy to the extreme!

For so many years, he has been so carefully protecting such a wolf-hearted thing.

He had Wen Ya's condition sealed off and no one told her.

He was afraid that she wouldn't be able to bear it, she had already betrayed the lives of her father and second brother, if she knew that Wen Ya was crazy because of the loss of her husband and son, then how would she live in this life?

He hated her so much back then, he wanted her to eat all the suffering in this world, and he wanted to put her to death, but when it came to the end, he was still soft-hearted for such a beast-like thing.

Lu Bochuan laughed angrily, and a black cloud overwhelmed the city under his eyes: "Song Xuan, I have never seen such a vicious woman as you, for Ji Shennian, you really dare to panic, what reason does she have to kill her husband and son? Her husband loves her, ten years like a day, her children are excellent and filial, and they are the object of praise from the entire industry, her family is happy and happy, why should she cause the Lu family to be ruined? Let her son live better than die in this life?"

Song Juan was stunned by the question.

After she remembered this memory, she didn't have time to think about it at all, Zhou actually had an accident, almost destroying all her sanity.

She just wants the culprit to pay the price.

Lu Bochuan's five fingers tightened hard, he really hated her, and he wanted to pull her skin and bones, but even so, he didn't feel happy when he saw her uncomfortable.

The more this happened, the angrier he became.

Lu Bochuan said: "When my father was found, he was locked in a room in a suburban villa, and the key is still in the drawer of my study, which was searched by the doctor from you back then, no one can enter except you, he died of a heart attack, you locked him there until the body stenched, do you think you can clear your name by putting these responsibilities on others?"

Song Huang couldn't hear half of her ear at all, but the pain wanted to penetrate her heart along this ear, Song Juan's whole person couldn't help but tremble, and in an instant, her eyes were extremely red, and she seemed to be in disbelief: "What did you say?"

"Wanwan?" At this moment, a gentle voice sounded not far away.

This voice Song Xuanjiao is familiar.

Song Juan's body stiffened, and the whole person was almost straight, and his whole body was cold.

"Bo Chuan, what are you bringing her here for!" Lu Zhuoming was sitting in a wheelchair, and when he saw Song Juan, he was stunned, he looked at Lu Bochuan: "Are you really going to force her to death?"

Lu Bochuan's thin lips laughed coldly, his fingers like steel and iron bones raised Song Juan's head, and he was forced to look at him, he said: "Look, at this time, he still protects you like this, Song Juan, you really don't regret dying." ”

Song Juan's heart twitched in pain, and her fingers hanging down her side were almost clasped into the flesh.

Lu Bochuan let go of his fingers: "Get out." ”

He didn't want her to go to the Lu family's villa before, and now he wouldn't want her to see his mother, Song Juan knew it in his heart.

She didn't dare to stay here at all.

Song Juan stumbled towards the door, and when he passed by Lu Zhuoming, Lu Zhuoming shouted uneasily: "Wanwan." ”

Song Juan's eyes were even redder, and she didn't dare to look at him at all.

She couldn't tell whether her two memories were real or hallucinating.

Song Juan walked out of the gate of the hospital, the rain outside the door was still falling, Song Juan felt a bloody breath in her heart, and the pain seemed to penetrate her internal organs and reach her limbs.

After coming down from the inpatient department of the hospital, Song Juan walked a few steps, his legs were weak, and the whole person could no longer support it, and fell to the ground suddenly.

She also felt that it was not a pity to die, what did she do back then?

Why did she call Wenya like that?

What is she going to do with her?

Song Juan's mobile phone in her pocket rang, she took it out and looked at it, it was Zhou Jing's mobile phone number, she had already put Zhou Jing's mobile phone number in her mobile phone.

The number on the phone is remarked as Mom.

Song Juan's nose was sour, and she felt as if her heart had been dug out.

Song Wan pursed her lips, she protected her mobile phone, tried to avoid the rain, picked up the phone, she tried her best to make her voice appear calm: "Hey, aunt?"

Mother Zhou was stunned for a moment, and suddenly heard Song Juan's voice: "Is it Wanwan?"

Song Juan's eyes swelled, and she said, "Yes, aunt, do you remember me?"

"Of course I do...... I also know that he heard that you came back last year and encountered a little trouble, and he said that he wanted to go to Haicheng to find a relationship and want to help you, has your trouble been solved now?"

Song Juan listened carefully to every word of Zhou's mother, and felt that her heart was really painful, she held back her tears: "It's solved now, thank you aunt for your concern." ”

"It's good to be settled, what about Xiao Jing? Where did he go? Are you together now?"

Song Juan said: "Yes, he has something to do and walked away, he can't answer the phone for the time being, the phone is here with me, aunt, do you have anything to do with him? Do you want me to ask him to call you later?"

"No, no, I just want to ask him about his situation over there, and I want to ask you. Zhou's mother hesitated for a moment, she said: "Wanwan, I didn't dare to ask before, but this time Xiaojing came back, he told me that he had already recognized you, and said that you have no family now, I just want to tell you, if you want, his father and I will be your family in the future." ”

Song Juan covered her eyes, and the whole person collapsed, and it was a long time before she squeezed a word out of her throat: "Hmm." ”

After Song Juan hung up the phone, she put the phone in her heart, and the whole person cried silently and violently.

She didn't know how to tell Zhou Jing's parents the news.

They have raised Zhou Jing for more than 20 years, but he will never wake up now.

I don't know how long it took, but a black car drove up not far away.

A man got out of the car with an umbrella, ignoring the mud on the ground, and walked towards Song Juan.

He tilted his umbrella over Song Juan's head to cover the pouring rain above Song Juan's head.

Song Juan raised her head slightly, and she saw a pair of leather shoes stained with water.

Song Xuan's heart tightened, she raised her head, and at a glance she saw Ji Shennian's cold and handsome face, and his eyes were cold.

Ji Shennian took off his coat and draped it on Song Juan.

He squatted down and hugged Song Juan.

"Wanwan, don't love him anymore. Ji Shennian said.

Song Juan's tears fell again, the word love was really too bitter for her, and she couldn't tell whether her feelings for Lu Bochuan were love or guilt.

Song Juan wanted to stand up, but she didn't have the slightest strength, since Zhou Jing's accident, she closed her eyes except when she was so mentally exhausted that she couldn't hold it anymore, she hardly slept much, Song Juan tried hard a few times, but she didn't get up.

Ignoring her struggles, Ji Shennian picked her up horizontally and walked to his car, he said: "Wanwan, don't stay with him anymore, what you owe him, when will it be repaid." ”

Upstairs, Lu Bochuan stood by the glass window, watching this scene, with a cigarette between his fingers, and his face was gloomy.

The air around him seemed to condense with the aura on his body.

If you look closely, the hand he holds the cigarette trembles a little, and that hand has left a slap mark on the woman's face not long ago.

Lu Zhuoming's eyes also looked down, he heard about the things that happened at the banquet site, and expected that Lu Bochuan would bring Song Juan here, so he asked the maid to send him over, Lu Zhuoming said: "Since you are so relieved that you can't let her go, why do you need to force her to this point?"

Just when Song Juan was calling, Lu Zhuoming saw that he was about to turn around, if he guessed correctly, he should have gone down, if he hadn't seen Ji Shennian, he would have gone down long ago.

Lu Bochuan was silent and did not speak.

Lu Zhuoming said: "Bo Chuan, let her go." ”

"I let her go. The cigarette between Lu Bochuan's fingers almost crushed the cigarette, the innocent smoke covered his cold eyes, his gaze fell on the hands of the man holding Song Juan's waist, and Cen Bo spit out a few words in his lips: "Then who will let me go." ”

Lu Zhuoming moved his lips, but in the end he didn't speak.

No matter who it is, they all know that as long as Lu Bochuan doesn't let Song Juan go, then Song Juan will never be able to leave him and leave Haicheng.

If she leaves Lu Bochuan, there is only a dead end.

Halfway through Ji Shennian's car, Song Juan fell asleep in the car seat, but his breathing was a little heavy, Ji Shennian was not at ease, and touched Song Juan's forehead with his hand, startled, Song Juan's forehead was hot.

Ji Shennian hurriedly accelerated the car, he contacted his doctor and asked her to go to the apartment, the car arrived downstairs in the apartment, Ji Shennian hurriedly carried Song Juan upstairs, and the doctor was already waiting for him.

Ji Shennian opened the door with the key and put Song Juan on the bed.

The doctor didn't ask what was going on with Song Juan's face, first changed Song Juan's clothes, and then directly prescribed medicine to Song Juan, and rubbed medicine on her face after hanging the needle, Ji Shennian guarded Song Juan by the bedside.

He touched half of Song Juan's beaten face with his hand.

Lu Bochuan's possessiveness towards Song Juan has reached the point of pathology, and after this night, Song Juan's guilt towards Lu Bochuan will only deepen.

But on the other hand, her love will only be less.

He has been by Song Juan's side for so many years, and it is impossible for him to keep it all the time.

There will always be a head in this grievance.

Ji Shennian stood by the window and smoked, his eyes fell on Song Juan, if he hadn't cared too much about it back then, he was afraid that Song Juan would be in danger by his side, and he wouldn't let others take advantage of it.

Song Juan slept extremely unsteadily, and she dreamed that the car was crashing towards Zhou Jing again.

"Brother!" Song Juan woke up from his dream.

Song Juan gasped in shock, her porcelain white face was full of tears, and her heart was so distressed that she tightened together.

Ji Shennian hurriedly held down her needle, but it was too late, and the needle returned blood.

Ji Shennian hurriedly pulled out the needle and pressed it with a cotton swab for her.

Song Juan let him move, but did not react, and it took a long time before she asked, "Did you know it early in the morning?"

"Know what?"

"Know where Wen Ya lives. ”

"Wanwan. Ji Shennian knew that Song Juan still didn't trust him, and she came to him with the last glimmer of hope, hoping that he could help her, but he knew what Song Juan wanted at the time, but he still didn't give it to her satisfactorily, he even told her that the information was directly handed over to Ji's father, he knew that she was recording it, and he also knew how lethal this sentence was.

But he never regretted it.

Ji Shennian looked at Song Juan seriously, and he said, "It's not a secret that Wen Ya is in Haicheng. ”

Song Xuan's heart tightened, so everyone just hid it from her.

Song Juan was a little out of breath.

Her mind was confused, she felt that these memories did not appear in a vacuum, and on the other hand, she could not find a motive for Wen Ya to do it.

Song Juan had lived in the Lu family for almost two years, and she knew that Lu Hongye loved Wen Ya very much, and that kind of love could not be hidden, and Lu Bochuan and Wen Ya's three children were all somewhat similar in appearance to Wen Ya, and they were all different from ordinary people.

Even Lu Zhuoming, who is not good at his work, has never been looked down upon.

She lives in such a family, why would she steal information from her and harm the Lu family?

Song Juan had a splitting headache.

"Today, how could you suddenly say something like that to Lu Bochuan. Ji Shennian said: "Wanwan, do you think of something?"

Song Wan's thin white fingers hanging by her side held it fiercely, and after a long time, she shook her head: "I don't know." ”

Ji Shennian knew that she might not really know, she was just guarding against him.

"You still think that the things back then had something to do with me, and I took advantage of you, didn't you?" Ji Shennian was a little anxious, he looked at Song Juan with dark eyes, no matter what he did, Song Juan just didn't trust him.

"Then what do you want me to do?" Song Juan suddenly collapsed and yelled at Ji Shennian, she couldn't help but light a cigarette to smoke, her hands were a little shaky when she smoked, and finally calmed down a little, Song Juan said: "Does this matter really have nothing to do with you at all?" Ji Shennian, I was so close to you back then, but I still don't know anything about you, I really don't know who to believe. ”

After Song Juan said this, he was about to leave.

Ji Shennian was so angry with Song Wan that he suppressed his emotions and stopped Song Juan: "Where else can you go?" Wanwan, you can live with me temporarily, I won't do anything to you." ”

Song Juan lowered her eyelashes, her eye circles were very red, she took several puffs of cigarettes, she knew that she was a little angry, Ji Shennian had done her best, Song Juan said: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have lost my temper with you, but I really can't help it, it's not good for anyone to stay here." ”

After Song Juan finished speaking, he went downstairs without looking back.

After Song Juan left, Ji Shennian kicked on the chair, and a piercing scraping sound of "squeak-" almost punctured the eardrum.

He lit a cigarette to smoke and stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, looking down.

After a while, Song Juan's figure appeared below.

It was still raining outside, Song Juan went back to the hospital first, Zhou was still in the intensive care unit, and he had not yet passed the critical period.

Song Juan sat in front of the ICU monitoring system, watching Zhou Jing lying quietly on the bed, she wanted to tell him that his mother had called, and if he didn't wake up, she wouldn't know what to say.

But she couldn't say a word.

After Song Juan came out of the hospital, she went directly to the bar, her face was still swollen, and she wore a mask when she went, but she still had to take it off when she drank.

She knew that the people around her were looking at her, but Song Juan didn't have the strength to care.

She just wants to get drunk.

She was in so much pain.

Won't it hurt when you're drunk?

"Tsk, it's pitiful to be beaten. Song Juan hadn't drunk a few cups before a man's voice rang out.

Song Juan's fingers clenched the wine glass.

This voice is too familiar, she was only taken by Lu Bochuan to save his game not long ago, Song Juan was shocked in her heart, and turned her head to look at the man.

Han Yi didn't know when he came, he was sitting next to her, his facial features were sharp and handsome, his eyes were extremely aggressive, he was holding a wine glass in his hand, and said while pouring wine: "I heard that you accused Bo Chuan's mother of killing his father and second brother in front of the whole banquet, and also accused her of saying that she snatched the document from you back then?"

Song Juan's heart was stung.

She knew that Han Yi hated her, and she was put in the hospital that day.

"Over the years, because Brother Lu and Bo Chuan resembled Jing Yan's faces, my aunt didn't even dare to see Bo Chuan and Brother Lu's faces, and she was out of control when she saw them, so they could only send her to the hospital. Han Yi's thin lips smiled coldly, with a bit of a sharp amplitude: "You are really enough to kill people without seeing blood, you can even say such words, do you know what Bo Chuan went to the banquet scene today?"

Song Wan lowered her eyelashes, and the thin white fingers holding the wine glass tightened hard, almost crushing the quilt.

"He couldn't contact you, thinking that you were kidnapped by someone from Wenyu, and today he took someone to Wenyu to ask for his life. Han Yi turned his head: "You are really good, stab him directly in the heart." ”

Song Juan gritted her teeth.

"A woman like you, Bo Chuan still wants to stay by his side, and I don't know how he thought that if it were any of us, he would directly find a few people to give him a wheel, and then throw it in which bar, and get a morphine injection, so that you can't survive in this life, you can only live like a dog. ”

Song Juan couldn't stay, everyone said that she was wolf-hearted, but she couldn't remember it at all.

But even if she can't remember, she has to endure these crimes alive.

And what she remembered only made her more uncomfortable.

Song Juan ignored Han Yi and drank cup after cup.

I don't know how many cups I drank, Song Juan stood up, turned around and was about to go outside, but the next moment, her footsteps stopped in place, and she saw Lu Bochuan not far away, sitting in the sofa seat, playing with a lighter in his hand, but looking straight at her.

That gaze was through layers of air, as if it could penetrate Song Juan.