Cui Yaming didn't want to see this family continue to be intimate here, although Ou Yixuan didn't know the truth, she was also very uncomfortable.

She pushed away Lu Sihao, who was holding Ou Yixuan tightly, and pulled Ou Yixuan to turn around and leave.

Lu Sihao was just a five-year-old child, and he was pushed by Cui Yaming and fell to the ground with his buttocks.

Ou Yixuan's heart hurt, and he wanted to help Lu Sihao when he got rid of Cui Yaming, but was pushed aside by Song Qianqian on the side.

Song Qianqian hugged Lu Sihao with a worried face, and looked down to see if his son was injured?

"Sihao, are you okay?

Lu Sihao leaned on his mother's arms, strong and didn't cry or make trouble, he looked at Ou Yixuan who was standing aside, and asked his mother softly: "Mom, isn't he really a father? But why does he look exactly like his father?"

Song Qianqian turned her back to Ou Yixuan, and didn't look at him, she slowly stood up, touched her son's head and said, "Sihao, he is not his father, we recognized the wrong person, your father will not remember us." ”

Lu Sihao blinked his big black eyes, looked at Ou Yixuan, and then looked at his mother who was a little sad on her face, "Mom, will Dad come back?"

"Yes, he'll be back. ”

Song Qianqian smiled at his son, pulled his son and Wang Yiyi, pushed away the crowd around them and walked out.

Ou Yixuan stood there, feeling a little lost in his heart. He didn't understand why he would have such a big fluctuation in his heart for such a strange woman and child?

He was not an enthusiastic person, but he was by no means an indifferent person. But the mother and son just now really made his heart feel like he had been smashed with a heavy hammer.

It's so real, and it's so stuffy.

Why did this woman look so familiar, but she had never been to the United States, and why did he think he had seen her before?

Ou Yixuan stood in place, his heart was extremely entangled and struggling. It wasn't until Cui Yaming urged again that he turned around and walked out.

On the elongated Lincoln car, flowers, wine, and all kinds of pastries are available.

Cui Yaming leaned against the car door and took a sip of her wine glass.

I haven't been back for five years, and City A has changed a lot.

"Yixuan, how is it? Our hometown is beautiful, right?"

Ou Yixuan leaned on the leather backrest, his slender thighs overlapped, he held the wine glass in one hand, put the other hand on his thigh, and his slender white fingers tapped gently, once, twice, three times......

"You shouldn't have done that!"

After a long time, Ou Yixuan answered without asking.

Cui Yaming only cared about enjoying the beautiful scenery outside the car, obviously not hearing what Ou Yixuan just said, "Yixuan, what did you say?"

"Forget it, nothing. ”

Ou Yixuan suddenly felt very bored, drank the red wine in the glass in one gulp, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

Cui Yaming pursed her lips, knowing that Ou Yixuan didn't want to be disturbed, she could only look out the window boringly to pass the time.

Song Qianqian took the children back to the store, settled the children, and she drove to the hospital again, she has been busy for the past few days, she has not come to see Ye Xiaodi for several days.

Pushing open the door of the ward, Song Qianqian walked in with flowers in his arms.

Push open the window and let the sunlight from outside shine warmly. Song Qianqian looked at the sun, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled it, this air is really fresh.

Song Qianqian took out the flowers in the vase, tied them up with a rope and put them in the trash can, and took out the newly bought flowers one by one and carefully inserted them into the vase.

She came to the bathroom, took a basin of warm water, took a clean towel, and walked to Ye Xiaodi's bedside.

She rolled up her sleeves, took out a hair ring to fix her hair behind her head, then slapped her hands, smiled and said to Ye Xiaodi, who had closed her eyes on the bed from beginning to end: "Xiaodi, it's time for me to wipe your body again today, how about it? Are you looking forward to it? I know, you have always wanted me to accompany you, but I have been a little busy these days and have not been able to come to see you every day." I'm sorry, I beg your pardon. However, I can accompany you all day today, Sihao and Yiyi I will hand over to Master Wang, do you know? Today is the fifth wedding anniversary of Lai Ting and Wang Hao, and the two of them went to a foreign place for romance together......

Song Qianqian said while helping Ye Xiaodi wipe his body, and after a while, crystal tears appeared on his forehead.

"Xiaodi, to be honest, I envy Lai Ting, she is a pair of four, and now only she and Wang Hao are the happiest. Brother Lu and Liu Yuhan are gone, you lie here and don't wake up, Zi Hao's life and death are uncertain, by the way, do you know? Today I went to the airport to see off Lai Ting and Wang Hao, and I actually saw a man who looked exactly like Zi Hao, but his name was Ou Yixuan. He is not Zihao, and it is impossible to be Zihao. Zihao won't not know me, and he won't be so indifferent to me......"

Finally finished wiping Ye Xiaodi, Song Qianqian poured the water into the pool, wrung out the towel and hung it on the handrail on the side.

She walked out with a light thump on her waist, pulled over a chair and sat on the edge of Ye Zidi's bed.

Song Qianqian sat on the edge of the bed, with a wry smile on her face, and lifted Ye Xiaodi's somewhat stiff arm, which she slowly massaged.

"Xiaodi, to be honest, I envy you too, you lie here, you stay asleep and refuse to wake up, you don't know what we've been through, and you don't know how sad we are. At least like you, you don't know about pain. Do you know? Brother Mo is very worried about you, he wants you to get better quickly, hurry up and stand by his side, the ring on your hand is the ring he gave you, you know? It's beautiful. ”

Song Qianqian held Ye Xiaodi's arm and gently placed it in front of her eyes, "Xiaodi, look, it's really beautiful, right?" Brother Mo said, you are a person who is engaged in design, and your vision must be very unique, so he invited someone to design it for you, this diamond ring is unique in the world. ”

Song Qianqian said to Ye Xiaodi alone, like a person talking to herself, no matter what she said or did, Ye Xiaodi didn't react at all.

Song Qianqian lay on the bed, holding Ye Xiaodi's hand tightly, and the tears in his eyes flowed out again. She raised her hand to wipe away her tears, and said with a wry smile: "It's really annoying, I say I don't cry every time, but in the end I can't help it." Xiaodi, do you know? A lot of things have happened in the past five years, five years, not long, not short, but enough to make a person grow. ”

Song Qian snorted lightly, and looked at Ye Xiaodi, who still had no reaction, with teary eyes, "Xiaodi, wake up quickly, you know? I envy you now, five years have passed, you haven't changed at all, and I'm getting old." In the past few days, I have noticed that I have fine lines in the corners of my eyes......"

The day slowly passed in Song Qianqian's non-stop nagging. Seeing that the sky outside was getting darker, Song Qianqian stood up, put Ye Xiaodi's arm into the quilt, and gently pulled the quilt up, "Xiaodi, I'm leaving, Sihao and Yiyi are still waiting for me to pick them up, and when I have time, I'll take them to see you together." ”

Song Qianqian looked at Ye Xiaodi reluctantly, and how much she was looking forward to her being able to sit up, chat and joke as before.

But five years have passed, and Ye Xiaodi still hasn't changed at all.

Song Qianqian opened the door and walked out, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Mo Ling sitting on a chair outside the door.

After a few days of not seeing her, Mo Ling looked even more haggard.

"Brother Mo, you're here, why don't you go in?"

Mo Ling smiled bitterly, looked at Song Qianqian and shook his head gently.

Looking at Mo Ling's face that was more ugly than crying, Song Qianqian's heart was also very distressed, she understood Mo Ling's mood very well, seeing her beloved lying on the bed, not moving, no one could stand it.

Looking at Mo Ling who was so sad and sad, Song Qianqian felt very guilty in his heart, if Xiao Di hadn't been there to save her that day, Xiao Di would not have been so badly injured.

"Brother Mo, I'm sorry, it's all because of me that Xiaodi will ......"

"Shallow, you don't have to blame yourself, this matter has nothing to do with you, it's that murderer who is too ruthless to do such a cruel hand to a girl. ”

Mo Ling remembered that when he saw Ye Xiaodi covered in blood, his heart ached.

"Brother Mo, hasn't the murderer been found?"

Song Qianqian remembered the sad scene when Mo Ling cried when she knew that Ye Xiaodi had become a vegetative person, and until now, she admires Mo Ling from the bottom of her heart.

Mo Ling shook his head, until now, the police still didn't know anything about the murderer.

He investigated all the video materials of the hotel, but he didn't even capture the suspect.

Mo Ling had a question in her heart, if Lei Rin wanted to kill Lu Zihao's family back then, then why did he attack Song Qianqian, and the security of the hotel was so strict at that time, people with new faces couldn't enter the hotel at all.

In this way, there is only one possibility, and that is an acquaintance to commit the crime.

He suspected Cui Yaming, because Cui Yaming had been to the hotel, and she left the hotel after Song Qianqian and Ye Xiaodi had an accident.

But when he went to Cui's house to find Cui Yaming, Cui Lao said that because of the Lu family's affairs, Cui Yaming was hit, and he had been sent abroad to recuperate.

"Brother Mo, Brother Mo, are you a suspicious person?"

Looking at Mo Ling, who had been bowing his head and being silent, Song Qianqian reached out and pulled his arm and asked softly.

Mo Ling nodded, then shook her head again.

"Brother Mo, what do you mean by this, yes or no?"

Song Qianqian was almost confused by Mo Ling, she didn't understand, she nodded and shook her head, what does it mean?

"Shallow, I'm not sure yet, I'll tell you when I find the evidence. ”

Mo Ling didn't want Song Qianqian to be in danger again, since someone can do the murder so seamlessly, it means that there must be a strong relationship behind this person, he doesn't want Song Qianqian to get into danger, now that Zihao is gone, he has the obligation and responsibility to protect her and her son.

He is Lu Zihao's friend, and he is Lu Zihao's good brother, and he will not allow that to happen five years ago.