"Also, there are ......" Song Youman seemed to want to say something, but he stumbled for a long time and didn't say anything.

Xia Wan'an pursed his lips, "Say whatever you want, what else is worse than him leaving?" ”

Song Youman seemed to be struggling with something, and after a long while, he spoke out as if he was in a boat: "Also, it's ...... The reason why Han Jingnian had an accident this time was that someone had done something in the car in advance...... The police intervened, and then someone went to the police station to report that the person who gave the car was Han Zhijin...... Han Zhijin may have known what he was doing in advance, was targeted by the police, and then absconded...... Until now, there has been no news of him......"

"An An, you say, why did Han Zhijin do this? Is there something wrong with him? He had always been very respectful of his little uncle...... An An, you said, obviously we are all very good, we have always been good, how can we be like this......"

Song Youman, who was immersed in his thoughts, didn't notice that Xia Wan'an was holding his knees, looking at the void in a daze, and was still saying what he wanted to say: "An An, I will always be on your side...... If he had been wrong, I would not have spared him...... It's just An'an, Mu ......"

Song Youman realized that he had almost missed his mouth, and hurriedly suppressed the words that he almost spit out in the back.

She wanted to say that Mu Xi was innocent, and hoped that An An would not have prejudices against Mu Xi because of Han Zhijin.

Fortunately, she reacted quickly and realized in time that Mu Xi was Han Zhijin's child, An An didn't know, she thought, no one would ever know about it in the future.

Song Youman walked for a while before turning his head to look at Xia Goodnight. The girl's eyes were blank and her expression was dull, and her heart felt distressed, and then she picked up the porridge and persuaded Xia Haohao again.

Xia Goodnight didn't seem to hear her words, and Xiao Muxi's cry came from the next room, and she never blinked her eyes.

Song Youman had no choice but to stop the dry mouth that had been persuaded, and gently put the porridge on the bedside table: "An An, you remember to drink the porridge, I'll go see Mu Xi." ”

Xia Goodnight is like a piece of wood, and there is still no response.

Song Youman sighed lightly and left the room, and after she finished feeding Xiao Muxi and putting her to sleep, she turned back again, she raised her hand, and just wanted to push the door, she heard a cry that was extremely suppressed from inside.

Song Youman subconsciously restrained her action of pushing the door, she stood at the door for a while, but she still didn't go in, and walked away silently.

…

Han Jingnian's memorial service, Han Jingnian's burial, the first seven years of Han Jingnian...... In short, all the funerals related to Han Jingnian, Xia Goodnight heard from Song Youman's mouth, and she never showed up at Han Jingnian's funeral.

Song Youman will try his best to talk to her every day, and if he talks all day, he may not be able to get her a word of response; When Song Youman slept at night, Xia Wannight hadn't slept yet, and when Song Youman woke up in the morning, Xia Wannight had already opened his eyes...... Song Youman didn't know whether Xia Wan'an slept or didn't sleep at all, seeing that Xia Wan'an's mental condition was getting worse day by day, and people were losing weight at a speed visible to the naked eye, she gradually couldn't sit still, just when Song Youman was thinking about whether to find a psychiatrist for Xia Wan'an, someone rang the doorbell of her house.