"If it weren't for you, her child and I wouldn't have died, and if it weren't for you, she wouldn't have been so desperate that she jumped into the water Huiqiao." He Zheyu roared like an angry lion.

Zhao Yiya got up slowly, looked at He Zheyu with tears on her face and said: "Your He Zheyu's justifiable Mrs. He can only be me, this is a fact that the entire Nan City has long confessed, her existence will only make the He family and the Zhao family a joke of celebrities, the He family you care about is also facing a crisis in the end, and I, Zhao Yiya, have done nothing wrong." ”

Hearing this, He Zheyu, who couldn't control his anger, stretched out his hand and was about to slap Zhao Yiya who was standing in front of him, but just when the slap was about to fall on Zhao Yiya's face, an idea suddenly appeared in his mind, and he immediately took his hand back: "Since you care so much about the title of Mrs. He, I will definitely let you get your wish, the wedding date is set for a week later, since your Zhao family wants to play, then I will play with you, see if you play with me He Zheyu or I play you to death." The cold tone came into Zhao Yiya's ears.

After finishing speaking, he walked out of the ward, his indifferent eyes were not looking at her, and in He Zheyu's eyes, breathing the air in the same room with Zhao Yiya could only make him feel more disgusted. Leaving Zhao Yiya alone in the ward, with a little smile on her face, the tears in her eyes had not yet dried, and she said to herself: "After waiting for so many years, you are finally willing to marry me?" I believe that one day you will find that I love you to the bone marrow. ”

Han Mo saw He Zheyu coming out of the room wearing a sick uniform, and hurriedly said, "Boss, Mo... Miss's body may really be impossible to find, and the Shuihui River has been salvaged several times, but nothing has been found. ”

He Zheyu, who was walking, stopped, wet his eyes and said, "Maybe this is her last punishment for me, you let them change the name of Shuihui Bridge to Mohe Bridge, and Shuihui River to Mohe." After saying that, tears fell in the heart of his hand, and he walked towards the staircase.

After Han Mo read the word 'Mo He' a few times in his mouth, his eyes moistened for a moment, this is how much love will make the surname of the two people the name of a river. He wiped his tears and immediately followed.

Han Mo withdrew the search team on the Shuihui River, and asked people to change the three characters of Shuihui Bridge on the bridge deck to Mohe Bridge, and there was a very delicate stone standing next to the Shuihui River, on which the word Mohe was engraved in traditional characters.

I don't know if He Zheyu made the roses of the entire Nan City into petals and sprinkled them all in the Mo River, but I saw dense rose petals floating on the surface of the Mo River, maybe He Zheyu wanted to tell Mo Qinghan that his love for her would not fade with her passing, but would become deeper and deeper.

A week later

He Zheyu and Zhao Yiya's wedding was held as scheduled, but Han Mo took the invited guests not to a wedding theme park, nor a high-end hotel, but a funeral home.

Zhao Yiya, who was sitting in the wedding car, saw that the direction of the car was getting more and more wrong, so she asked He Zheyu, who was sitting next to her with a gloomy face: "Zheyu, where are you going, where are you going!" How can I feel more and more crazy! ”

He Zheyu didn't reply to her words, Zhao Yiya in the car was a little panicked, and the scenery flashing from her eyes through the window in the car became more and more deserted.

When we arrived at the funeral home, the wedding car stopped.

He Zheyu, who was dressed in black, lost the indifference on his face after getting out of the car, and returned to his usual expression, seeing that the invited guests were all looking at He Zheyu with strange faces.