Xuesi lay on the bed and listened carefully to everything Sun Dongyu said, Sun Dongyu told him about his biological parents, told him about his stepfather, and also told his mother about the murder of his stepfather, and also told him about Zhou Xiaochuan. Sun Dongyu said: "I wanted Zhang Muxi to die, my mother killed him for me, and I didn't stop him." Xuesi didn't interject, Sun Dongyu said, Zhang Muxi's most painful person is my brother Zhang Gongcheng, Zhang Gongcheng hates me, he wants to ruin my happiness, and he wants to take revenge on me now. ”

"Zhou Xiaochuan really deserves to go to jail. ”

"He had already drawn a prison for himself in his heart. ”

"I'll be the father of Zhou Xiaochuan's child, if Lu Qingfan asks, you can say that I am your former boyfriend, so that no one will doubt it. ”

"No, I decided that even if I sacrificed myself, I wouldn't let Zhou Xiaochuan go to jail. ”

"Then what should you do with Lu Qingfan, his family will not accept you, for the sake of Yu Fan, you can't do this. ”

Sun Dongyu wanted to bet on Lu Qingfan's love, but this time he was so unconfident. It's not that she doubts whether Lu Qingfan still loves her, but she doesn't know if Lu Qingfan can face her "dirty" self again. So much so that she hurriedly returned to Guangzhou out of this mentality, she thought that Zhang Gongcheng would tell Lu Qingfan about it, and she would talk about everything when she went back. It's rare for her to have this ostrich mentality, but this time she was completely an ostrich.

In the following days, Sun Dongyu has been by Xuesi's side, and she knows that this is all she can do at present. At night, Sun Dongyu lay down in another bed in the ward and fell asleep. Xuesi is sometimes sober, sometimes vague, and when he is sober, he says to Sun Dongyu: "I am so willful and sick, and he doesn't say hello to me loudly when he comes." One day, Xuesi woke up from the coma again, Sun Dongyu just held his hand, lay on his bedside, and said softly and gently: "Xuesi, be strong, it will be fine soon." Xuesi looked at Sun Dongyu's concerned gaze, he smiled slightly, and said softly: "Dongyu, I regret that I didn't chase you with all my strength back then, but, fortunately, you won't become a widow so far." One sentence made Sun Dongyu sad and sad.

That night, Xuesi woke up from a coma again. He said to Sun Dongyu: "Just let me do something for you, you always helped me in the past, and now it's time for me to help you once." Sun Dongyu said: "You have helped me the most by recuperating well." Xuesi asked Sun Dongyu to get him a joke book, and Sun Dongyu had no choice but to recruit him.

Outside the corridor, Sun Dongyu ran into Mrs. Qian. She knew that Mrs. Qian was standing outside the door in order to give Xuesi and her a chance to be alone. Sun Dongyu felt very ashamed of Mrs. Qian. Mrs. Qian looked at Sun Dongyu, and her eyes seemed to have something to say. "Sun Dongyu, come here. Sun Dongyu followed Mrs. Qian to a place far away from the ward, and Mrs. Qian said: "I heard everything you said to Xuesi, and I don't agree to let Xuesi carry the black pot for others after he dies." Sun Dongyu said: "Don't worry, I won't let him do that." At this time, Qian Zuoyong also came to the hospital, and Sun Dongyu still called him Qian Dong. Qian Zuoyong looked at Sun Dongyu, his expression was a little hesitant, his hair was much grayer, and he aged a lot overnight.

Qian Xuesi is a stubborn person, that day Sun Dongyu did not promise him to be the father of the child who once let Sun Dongyu beat Zhou Xiaochuan, Qian Xuesi did not give up, as long as he was sober, he would tell Sun Dongyu about it. "You've always been helping me, so let me help you. Sun Dongyu said: "I really don't need it." Xuesi made a killer move and said, "Dongyu, if you don't agree, I will die blindly, do you want to see me like this?" Sun Dongyu had no choice but to agree with him to do so.

Two days later, Qian Zuoyong handed Sun Dongyu a letter in front of Xuesi, saying: "There are very important things inside, don't lose them." Sun Dongyu knew that it was a "love letter" written by Xuesi for me, and said: "Then why do you want to help me so much, I really don't know how to thank you." Qian Zuoyong said: "I know that you have not been very good in the past few years, this is Xuesi's last wish, as long as you are willing, we will also recognize that child." Xuesi smiled and said: "The second generation of Huahuafu chases a ** silk girl, the ending of this story is definitely not very good, tragedy can make people believe, Dongyu, if you really thank me, just give me a goodnight kiss, but I don't want to sleep tonight, Dad, Mom, don't go, I want to chat with you." ”

That evening, Xuesi was in a particularly good spirit. The next morning, his condition suddenly deteriorated, and in the afternoon he refused to swallow his last breath, and the doctor said that he should still have a wish. Qian Zuoyong and his wife looked at Sun Dongyu, Sun Dongyu stepped forward and walked to Xuesi's side, she leaned down, kissed Xuesi lightly on the cheek, and said, "Xuesi, sleep in peace." At 5:23 p.m., Xuesi stopped breathing. Sun Dongyu looked at the person lying quietly on the hospital bed, and she suddenly felt a deep fear.

After so many years, Sun Dongyu has never acknowledged that fact. Her greatest fear was the death of her relatives and friends, so much so that she never remembered them for years.

After Xuesi's funeral, Sun Dongyu left Guangzhou. She did not go back to S City directly, but took a detour to Chongqing first. For the first time in many years, she has taken the initiative to return to the city where she once lived. Everything was so unfamiliar, and on the taxi back to the city from the airport, the driver enthusiastically introduced the city to her in Chongqing dialect. Sun Dongyu started in standard Mandarin, chatting and chatting She inadvertently said a few words of Chongqing dialect, and the driver listened and said, "Ah, you are also from Chongqing." Sun Dongyu simply communicated with the driver in Chongqing dialect.

"You don't come back often, do you?"

"Well, I haven't been back in years. ”

"Where is your hometown?"

"Jiangjin. ”

"Then you came back to visit relatives this time?"

"I don't have any relatives in Chongqing, they went to Sichuan for a trip to Sichuan the year of the earthquake and then disappeared. ”

Sun Dongyu used Zhou Xiaochuan's family to perfunctory the driver, saving him from continuing to ask.

After a day of rest at the hotel, Sun Dongyu took a bus back to his hometown the next day. The façade of her house has long been demolished, and it is difficult to see what it used to be. Looking for her memories, Sun Dongyu found the graves of her mother and Zhang Muxi, and she was surprised to find that there were paper flowers on the graves, and according to the color of the paper flowers, at least in the last two years, someone had come to worship.

Sun Dongyu found Lao Chen, who used to do business across the street from his house. Thirteen years ago, Lao Chen was a middle-aged man in his forties, and now he is almost sixty years old, and he sits in the front of his home every day while taking his grandson and doing business. When he saw Sun Dongyu, he didn't recognize it at a glance, but Sun Dongyu took the initiative to call him that he remembered.