Chapter 472: His Death
Song Yanjun just got off the plane and called Du Yan, in fact, it is not the first time they have separated, I don't know why, Du Yan still misses him a little, Song Yanjun still does not allow himself to work, no matter what Du Yan says, he always has his reasons, since this is the case, Du Yan is embarrassed to insist on anything.
Time passed quietly, Song Yanjun could come back tomorrow, he called Du Yan, and asked in a gentle voice, "How is Mingxuan now?" β
Speaking of Ming Xuan, a smile hung on the corner of Du Yan's mouth, and she looked back in the direction where Ming Xuan was: "He's fine now, maybe, when you come back, he can call you Dad." β
Mentioning this topic, Song Yanjun smiled bitterly, at the beginning, he was a little uncomfortable because of Du Yan, who Mo Chen called first, and he paid a lot, but he didn't expect that this stinky boy had just learned to speak, and the person he called was actually his mother.
"I said, why don't you speak, is it difficult, do you still care about that matter?" Feeling that there seemed to be no sound on the other end of the phone, Du Yan shook her head and said helplessly.
Hearing this, Song Yanjun narrowed his eyes, a meaningful gaze flashed under his eyes, and he raised his eyes: "That's right, this stinky boy makes me feel very unhappy." β
"You're really naΓ―ve." Du Yan shook her head, her eyes were helpless, thinking that Song Yanjun would come back tomorrow, she smiled and said to the man over there: "Mingxuan seems to miss you very much, so you better come back quickly." β
As she spoke, she laughed and hung up quickly.
In fact, Du Yan also wanted to say that not only Mingxuan missed him very much, but she also missed him.
After hanging up the phone, Song Yanjun hooked his face, what Du Yan didn't say, he was also clear, and the longing for Du Yan in his heart became stronger and stronger, he raised his eyes and looked out the window.
Suddenly, a gunshot rang out, and Song Yanjun's face changed suddenly, frowning and looking out the window.
It seems that there are terrorists fighting outside, and it is said that the place where he lives is very safe, how can this be? Song Yanjun subconsciously wanted to rush out.
I never thought that at this time, a loud bang rang in his ears, his body kept shaking, and then, a burst of darkness struck, Song Yanjun closed his eyes in despair, this time, is he really going to a dead end?
Du Yan's appearance suddenly appeared in his mind, he clenched his fists, and a light flashed in his eyes, no matter what, he must go back, Du Yan is still waiting for him.
When the news of the terrorist incident in country M came back, Du Yan heard about it and immediately called Song Yanjun, however, no matter how many calls she made, there was always no answer on the other end of the phone.
"How so?" Du Yan's tears fell from her eyes, her body was still shaking, and her face was pale.
"Madam, don't think about it, President Jiren has his own natural appearance, and there will definitely be nothing wrong." The maid saw that her face was not very good, and hurriedly comforted her.
Hearing this, Du Yan bowed her head gently, tears fell from her eyes, I don't know why, Du Yan had a feeling of unease, she took a deep breath, remembered Song Yanjun's face, and felt that her heart hurt really badly.
Mingxuan suddenly cried too, Du Yan was stunned for a moment, and then walked over, hurriedly coaxing Mingxuan, she sighed, just hugged Mingxuan tightly, looked at his little face covered with tears, and quickly helped him wipe the tears down.
"Don't cry, Daddy will be back soon." Du Yan sighed and kissed him on the cheek.
Then looked at his mobile phone, Song Yanjun should also call her back.
Just thinking about it, her mobile phone rang suddenly, Du Yan blinked her eyes and picked up the phone in surprise.
"Miss Du, is it? Your husband has disappeared in the midst of the riots, and for now, the situation may not be too good, so I hope you can prepare. A strange man's voice rang out.
Du Yan didn't seem to be able to speak, she stood on the ground in embarrassment, her brows were tightly wrinkled together, her eyes suddenly turned red, tears fell from her eyes, and she said in disbelief: "No, he won't just leave, you must have made a mistake." β
Just last night, Song Yanjun was still talking to her on the phone, and Ming Xuan hadn't called him dad yet, how could he leave like this? Absolutely not!
"Miss, this matter is not something we can decide, and I hope you can stay calm as much as possible." The man's deep voice sounded, it was just a simple sentence, but it made Du Yan's heart completely lost.
She lowered her head, forgot to hang up the phone, glanced at Ming Xuan again, and then fell into the darkness in despair.
Du Yan really couldn't imagine what her life would be like if she didn't have Song Yanjun, and if he left, she would definitely follow him without hesitation.
"Madame!" The maid was really frightened when she saw her fall like this, and hurriedly put Ming Xuan down, quickly caught Du Yan's crumbling body, and immediately dialed the emergency number.
Since that day, Du Yan has also been in the hospital, as if it was because she was too sad and emotionally sad and happy, and her body couldn't stand it, so this situation happened.
Xiaolu knew the news, she didn't know whether she was happy or uncomfortable, those who hurt her were finally punished, but she really liked Song Yanjun, and now that Song Yanjun has become like this, she is more worried and distressed in her heart.
Unconsciously, she arrived at the hospital, at this time, Du Yan was lying on the hospital bed, her face was very pale, she looked very haggard, and her breathing was weak, but in a day or two, Du Yan actually became like this, it was really amazing.
"Du Yan, I didn't expect that in the end, we were all losers, I didn't get Song Yanjun, didn't you get it either? Now that he's dead, can both of us die? Blinking, the fawn's eyes were full of sarcasm.
"You're wrong, you're the biggest loser." At this time, Xiao An suddenly walked in, and she also came to see Du Yan, but she was not as uneasy and kind as Xiaolu.
A glint of displeasure flashed in his eyes, and the deer glanced back suddenly, his brows furrowed tightly: "Who are you?" This has nothing to do with you, get out of here! β
Hmph, I used to pretend to be pitiful, what, is the fox's tail showing now?