Huo Jingyan lifted his lips, but found that he had nothing to say.

In the air, for a while, only wisps of staggered breathing sounds, the silence was terrifying.

He turned his head and looked at the drip in the hanging bottle, which was injected into Shen Xianyu's veins drop by drop along the tube.

"Promise." Huo Jingyan's voice was obscure, "How are you doing?" ”

"That's good." The promise was soft, erratic, "What about you?" ”

"I ......" is not good.

The last two words came to his mouth, but in the end, he swallowed it back weakly.

Huo Jingyan closed his eyes, "My dad died." ”

Xu was stunned, no wonder she listened to his voice so abnormally, it turned out that it was really wrapped in sadness.

She didn't know what words to say to comfort, and after a long silence, she said two words with difficulty, "Mourn." ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a slight whispering of the baby behind him, promising that he was afraid that the child would wake up after a while and Huo Jingyan would hear the cry, so he hurriedly said, "I still have something to do, hang up first." ”

After speaking, without waiting for him to react, he hung up the phone directly.

There was no sound in the phone, and the atmosphere gradually returned to quiet, Huo Jingyan hooked the corners of his mouth self-deprecatingly, and threw the phone on the bed.

He thought that he was really cheap.

promised that from the moment he proposed to break up and withdraw from the marriage, he was destined to leave no way out for himself, and he never thought of getting back together with him.

And in order to redeem himself, he almost lost his life in a car accident, but he still couldn't make her soft-hearted.

……

The day after Huo Xiong's death, a large number of reporters gathered outside Huo's house.

The news of his hospitalization has been blocked, and I don't know how the news of his death spread, and the headlines of major TV stations and newspapers the next day were full of news of his death.

The memorial service was held in the largest cemetery in the city, and Huo Xiong bought himself a tomb a year ago, waiting for this moment.

There were bursts of mourning and music at the scene, covered with wreaths, and the scene that caught the eye couldn't help but make people sad and unbearable.

Shen Xianyu wore a black suit, she was so weak by this fact that she didn't fall down because of Huo Jingyan's support.

Huo Jingting and Gu Nanqiao stood on the other side to salute, the Huo family has a big business, Huo Xiong also knows a lot of people in his career and on the road, plus the business community, one after another.

Huo Jingyan helped Shen Xianyu to sit down and rest for a while, and as soon as she sat down, she saw a woman in her twenties in front of her slowly walking over with a woman in her arms.

She also wore black clothes, with a mournful expression on her face, walked to the front of the hall and stood still, looking at the black and white photos in front of her, and couldn't help crying.

Huo Jingting also saw it, and his gaze stayed on her for a few seconds, and then slowly withdrew it.

Shen Xianyu raised her finger to the person, her fingertips trembled violently because of the excitement in her mood, "You...... Why are you here? ”

Even the eyes that were originally dark and desperate burst out with piercing hatred.

Mu Wanhua just stared intently at the black and white photo in front of the mourning hall, and did not answer her words.

Rong Wei, who was next to her, raised her eyes and swept to Shen Xianyu's side, and counterattacked: "Why is my mother not qualified to stand here?" ”

"Today is Ah Xiong's memorial service, Mu Wanhua, do you want him to die without turning a blind eye?" Shen Xianyu ignored her, and just shouted at Mu Wanhua hoarsely, not caring about her identity at all.

Rong Wei hugged Mu Wanhua's sad and weak body, and gently patted her palm on her shoulder a few times, which was considered comfort.

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