Xia Yan was originally quiet, but at that time, there was Yi Beihan, and she occasionally made a fuss like a child, and she would not sit motionless like a puppet like now, as if time had stood still.

Chu looked distressed slightly.

"Xia Yan, can you eat something?" The food on the table was already cold.

"Weiwei, I don't have an appetite."

Xia Yan was originally slender but well-proportioned, but during this time, he was skinny and skinny.

Chu sighed slightly, and cleaned up the food and reheated it.

Jing Yu hasn't woken up yet, the doctor said that he had drawn too much blood, and he was not very good when he woke up, and it was good to be in a coma and recuperate.

On the morning of the fourth day, Jing Yu finally woke up.

Seeing that Mommy had lost so much weight, the original little man couldn't help it, and suddenly burst into tears.

Xia Yan stepped forward and hugged Jing Yu into her arms, and the tears that filled her eyes were forced back by her.

Seeing Jing Yu calling her mommy, she subconsciously reached out and touched her flat lower abdomen, and then remembered Yi Beihan's bloodthirsty expression, saying that she would never forgive her, and the pain in her heart could no longer be stopped.

She hurriedly wiped the corners of her eyes and asked Jingyu with a smile where she was uncomfortable.

After the doctor's examination, he instructed some precautions, and he could be discharged from the hospital after half a month.

She carefully fed Jing Yu some porridge, and after a while, Jing Yu fell asleep again.

Xia Yan finally felt a little more relaxed in his heart, and after a while, Chu Wei came in, his expression was not very good, and he lowered his voice and said, "Xia Yan, your cousin is here." ”

Xia Yan stood up and opened the door, and Murong Shaochuan was standing at the door of the ward.

Xia Yan didn't know what to say, and the two entered the ward.

Murong Shaochuan looked at Jing Yu, he had been here several times these days, but he was frightened and silenced by Xia Yan's haggard appearance.

Now that Jing Yu finally woke up, he was relieved.

Murong Shaochuan's face was solemn and motioned for her to go out and talk.

The two of them stood in the corridor of the hospital, quiet, Xia Yan was not in good spirits, paused, and took the initiative to ask, "Is it my father?" ”

"Xia Yan, it's been a few days, it's not a way to drag it out like this, my uncle said before his death that he wanted to be cremated, and his ashes are now ......in the Murong family's house."

Xia Yan nodded, "When?" ”

"The day after tomorrow."

"I'll be on time."

She was about to enter the ward after speaking, and just opened the door, she heard Murong Shaochuan call her, "Xia Yan ......"

"Huh?" She turned her head and stared at Murong Shaochuan.

Murong Shaochuan hesitated for a moment before saying, "Yi Beihan...... I inquired and he ...... Amnesia. ”

When she heard this, she was stunned at first, she had the illusion that her ears were deaf, and it took her half a while to react, but she asked in a trembling voice, "...... What does that mean? ”

Murong Shaochuan pursed his lips, "It's that he forgot about you, he hit his brain in a car accident before, and he lost part of his memory, and it just so happens that you are ...... inside."

A dull pain in her heart spread out from her atrium again, and she felt that she was about to die of pain, and tried her best to stop it, but the pain became deeper and deeper, as if a quenched knife had penetrated into her heart, and little by little she was killed.

"Xia Yan, you also have to live your own life, you can't always be hurt by him, you have been entangled with each other for so many years, can't you still see through it?"

Xia Yan was violently, her face was bloodless, her bloodshot eyes were full of shock, all her carrying capacity was pushed to the limit, she heard so clearly the sound of the entire sky collapsing above her head.