On the morning of January 3, the sky was cloudy and clear, and the cold weather that lasted for a long time finally showed signs of warming up on this day. The radio was constantly broadcasting warnings from the meteorological department: the temperature gradually rose as the cold air passed. The freezing phenomenon on the surface of the Lianhe River will end in the near future. Skaters should be sure to move their skating facilities to indoor rinks in the future to avoid unnecessary accidents. Another piece of news: Lianhe river fish ushered in a new high price this year, and the market value is expected to ......

Xia Qiuhong was in the intensive care unit of the First People's Hospital of Changlu City, staring blankly at the green area outside the window and not knowing what she was thinking. Downstairs, there were a few patients in striped hospital gowns walking, and although there were people around them, their steps were uniformly slow. Today is the day when Zhou Jianshan was discharged from the hospital, and it happened that the weather was fine, and he proposed to Xia Qiuhong that he wanted to go to the Lianhe River to have a look.

Regarding her husband's sudden thought, Xia Qiuhong was noncommittal. She began to sort through her husband's belongings without saying a word, stuffing large and small cans of medicine into her bag, and then taking out large and small bags of unused plastic bags and throwing them in the trash. Xia Qiuhong's silence made Zhou Jianshan a little strange, so he asked again: "I want to go to the Lianhe River to have a look." ”

Xia Qiuhong stopped what she was doing and sighed deeply. As if she had received an extremely rude request, her face turned pale. But then, impatience slowly receded in her face. Xia Qiuhong still didn't answer her husband's words, just turned around and walked out of the ward.

Xia Qiuhong has never been like this, and she has a feeling of longing for someone to rely on her. She felt empty inside, like a ball full of air, which looked complete on the outside, but there was nothing inside. No, it's still full of air, isn't it? Xia Qiuhong told herself this, but she didn't feel any better.

Xia Qiuhong, who left the ward, came to the door of her husband's attending physician Wang Shengli's office, today is Sunday, most of the doctors are on vacation, but Dr. Wang is still on duty. Xia Qiuhong took a few hundred-yuan bills from her wallet in advance and put them in the red envelopes prepared in advance, and pinched them in the palm of her hand. I tried to make up for the "courtesy" I lacked these days when I saw the doctor.

"Doctor, I am Zhou Jianshan's family member, and I have something I want to ask you." Xia Qiuhong pushed the door in and asked Dr. Wang, who was sitting in a round chair.

Doctor Wang looked up at Xia Qiuhong, then put away the file in his hand and sat upright: "If there is anything, you can say it directly." ”

"Is my husband's condition now considered healed?"

"This ......" Doctor Wang stood up, his hand propped up on the table with a sad expression, and he gestured to Xia Qiuhong: "You come and sit down first." ”

Xia Qiuhong was worried in her heart, today was obviously the day her husband was discharged from the hospital, but the doctor's solemn expression told her that her husband's situation was actually not optimistic.

Dr. Wang said slowly, "The patient's condition is now stable, but it will take some time before he can truly return to a healthy state. As for the length of time...... It's hard for me to say. ”

Xia Qiuhong was a little surprised by this answer, because in her eyes, her husband's current appearance was no different from before. Maybe the mental state is still a little worse, but this should not be a serious sequelae.

Xia Qiuhong asked, "Doctor, what do you mean that my husband needs further treatment?" ”

Dr. Wang shook his head, as a doctor, he has a responsibility to explain the true condition of the patient to the family. But everyone has compassion, and there are too many things that Xia Qiuhong has encountered these days, and he can't bear to tell her the truth.

Seeing the doctor shake his head, Xia Qiuhong didn't know what he meant. The red envelope in his hand was pinched wet, and it was stained with sweat from his palms. In the end, Xia Qiuhong asked with difficulty: "What happened to my husband?" ”

"The patient is temporarily in a state where he can be discharged, but he ......" Dr. Wang's words were cut off by himself, and Xia Qiuhong's heart leaked a beat.

"Just what?"

"Your husband is very unstable, but if you continue to keep him in the hospital for observation, we have nothing to do for him. In the future, whether it can go in a good direction can only depend on luck. After saying this in one breath, Dr. Wang sat back in his chair, his face full of helplessness.

Xia Qiuhong's right hand holding the red envelope loosened slightly, she knew that the doctor had told her the truth, but she still didn't give up and asked: "My husband just fainted, why did he ......?"

Dr. Wang sighed: "The brain is a special field, and sometimes seemingly small injuries can have serious consequences. Your husband's situation is very special, and you will have to be extra careful in the days to come. ”

Xia Qiuhong sniffed after listening to the doctor's words, she got up and walked to the doctor, and stuffed the red envelope into the pocket of his white coat: "Then my husband said that he wanted to go to the Lianhe River to have a look, can you see it?" ”

Dr. Wang was shocked when he saw Xia Qiuhong stuffing something in his coat, and hurriedly reached into his pocket, ready to take it out. Seeing this, Xia Qiuhong, who was on the side, pressed Dr. Wang's hand stiffly: "You haven't answered me yet." ”

"Yes, of course." Doctor Wang replied anxiously, he didn't expect Xia Qiuhong to have so much strength.

"You said yes, then don't shirk it anymore." Xia Qiuhong let go of Dr. Wang's hand and turned to leave the consultation room. Dr. Wang was left sitting there, his hand in the pocket of his white coat, pinching the wet red envelope. As if he had been persecuted in some way, his face showed horror.

Xia Qiuhong, who returned to the ward, helped Zhou Jianshan change out of his hospital gown, and then carried him out of the ward. When he walked down the steps at the entrance of the hospital, Zhou Jianshan said again: "Let's go to the Lianhe River for a walk." ”

Xia Qiuhong stared at Zhou Jianshan's eyes, since the two had known each other for so many years, she had never looked at her husband's eyes so carefully as she did today. Zhou Jianshan's eyes used to be only Xia Qiuhong, and later there were more daughters of the two of them. But now, there is nothing, and it has become a dark pool of stagnant water.

Xia Qiuhong pulled Zhou Jianshan to the side of the road to stop a taxi, and said to the driver: "Trouble, Lianhe Riverbank." ”

The taxi driver answered, then put down the empty license plate and turned on the meter. With the "squeak" sound of the machine, the car drove onto the main road to the Lianhe Bridge.

More than ten minutes later, Xia Qiuhong and Zhou Jianshan got off the bus near the bridgehead of the Lianhe Bridge. After giving the car money, Xia Qiuhong didn't ask for change. The driver happily accepted the money and soon drove away from the bank of the Lianhe River. At this time, the driver did not notice that Xia Qiuhong left the bag containing Zhou Jianshan's medicine on his car. It wasn't until a few hundred meters later that he noticed a large bag in the back seat of his car in the rearview mirror, and then turned around and drove back to the bank of the Lianhe River.

At this time, Xia Qiuhong and Zhou Jianshan were walking on the bank of the Lianhe River holding hands, and they didn't feel anything unusual about their empty-handed appearance. They were successfully found by the taxi driver, who honked his horn in the car in an attempt to get the attention of the two men on the riverbank. But Xia Qiuhong and Zhou Jianshan were like deaf, just walking slowly and leisurely on the riverbank, never looking back.

The taxi driver was in a hurry, he stuck his head out of the window and shouted at the two of them: "Hey, you guys left on my car, hey......"

Xia Qiuhong finally noticed that it was her and her husband who were shouting in the shouting, and she looked around helplessly, only to find that her bag had fallen in the taxi. Xia Qiuhong had no choice but to take Zhou Jianshan's arm and walk up the river embankment again. The taxi driver looked at the ghostly appearance of the two people walking towards him, and faintly felt that something was wrong. When I first picked them up from near the hospital, I felt that the two of them looked strange. Didn't you have some fatal terminal illness, and some couldn't think about it, and wanted to come to this river to find a short-term view? But now the surface of the Lianhe River is still frozen, and if you really have that kind of thought, you can't do it.

The taxi driver got out of the car and took the bag in the back seat in his hand, carefully looking through the gap to see the contents of the bag a few times. This is just a matter of not looking, but at a glance it just confirms his conjecture. The bag was full of medicines, and although it was impossible to tell what disease it was curing, judging from the amount of medicines, it was already possible to guess that the patient's condition was definitely extraordinary.

Xia Qiuhong and Zhou Jianshan quickly came to the taxi, her face was cloudy, as if she was still immersed in her own thoughts, and she didn't say thank you after taking the bag. Zhou Jianshan, who was beside him, opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he still didn't make a sound. The taxi driver thought to himself how could he meet such a passenger today, if these two people died here like this, he would definitely be unhappy in his heart.

The taxi driver only struggled for a moment, and then quickly stopped Xia Qiuhong and Zhou Jianshan, who had not gone far: "Wait, you ......"

Xia Qiuhong stopped first, but Zhou Jianshan continued to walk towards the river bank by himself. The taxi driver chased after Xia Qiuhong and said, "I've heard that the ice on the river will melt in two days, if you want to skate, you should go to the ice rink in the city center." ”

"Oh, I see." The taxi driver's nonsensical words did not make Xia Qiuhong feel strange, and after she replied seriously, she turned around and was about to chase Zhou Jianshan.

The taxi driver was in a hurry, and he grabbed Xia Qiuhong's arm: "No matter what happens, it will pass after all......

"You ......" Xia Qiuhong listened to the taxi driver's words, and her face turned red all of a sudden, "What do you know?" It's not like everything can get over! ”

The taxi's eyes widened and he was silent, and he realized that his good intentions could not be put into practice. Xia Qiuhong glanced at the taxi driver strangely, probably sensing that she was overreacting, so she stopped paying attention to him, turned around and went to chase Zhou Jianshan again.

The taxi driver had no choice but to return to his car in a huff. He watched Xia Qiuhong carry the bag and come to Zhou Jianshan's side. The two continued to walk towards the bank of the Lianhe River together, and Xia Qiuhong glanced back at him, as if to confirm whether he had left.

The taxi driver couldn't help it, he lit a cigarette in the cab and looked at the two from afar. I secretly hope that nothing will happen. At this time, a notice was issued on the internal radio in the car: the nearby seafood market ushered in the peak season, and the Lianhe River fish would be snapped up today, so that the taxi from the Lianhe Bridge to the vicinity of Binhe Road would be detoured. The driver looked at the radio and then at the two people on the riverbank, and hesitated for a moment. The middle-aged female announcer on the radio station repeatedly broadcasts the notice in a hoarse voice. The driver listened to the annoyance, "snapped", pressed the power of the radio station, and then muttered dissatisfiedly: "What is this?" ”

Xia Qiuhong, who was below the embankment, accompanied Zhou Jianshan and slowly walked to a position that was convenient for going down the river. Today, the river is still frozen, but under the still clear sun, the wind has stopped, and it doesn't look so cold.

Zhou Jianshan stretched out his hand and touched the frozen river, turned around and asked Xia Qiuhong: "When will the ice melt?" ”

Xia Qiuhong shook her head blankly: "It's probably just a few days." ”

Zhou Jianshan nodded, leaned down one foot on the ice and tried it, then let go of Xia Qiuhong's hand, and the whole person stood on the river. Xia Qiuhong on the side didn't mean to stop it, she put the bag aside, sat on the ground, and watched Zhou Jianshan move tremblingly on the ice alone.

Zhou Xi loves ice skating the most, and every year when the ice of the Lianhe River freezes, she always invites her friends to play on the Lianhe River. Every year, Zhou Jianshan sees photos of his daughter skating on the ice in his circle of friends. Sometimes she is on the surface of the Lianhe River, sometimes in an ice skating gym.

One of Zhou Jianshan's favorite photos of his daughter was taken on the surface of the Lianhe River. Although he rarely came to Changlu City, Zhou Xi said to Zhou Jianshan more than once: "Dad, I'll take you to ice skating when you're free, it's fun." ”

Zhou Jianshan said every time: "Okay, good, Dad promised you." "But I still don't even have a pair of skates of my own.

Zhou Jianshan squatted down and knocked on the ice hard, and then sighed. The beautiful figure of his daughter on the ice came to mind, but after all, he had never seen her skating with his own eyes, and he didn't want to continue halfway through it. Zhou Jianshan's throat made a strange "gurgling" sound, as if he was being choked by the neck, and he felt extremely painful.

"What's wrong?" Xia Qiuhong came to her husband's side and squatted down as well. I saw that Zhou Jianshan's eyes were constantly dripping with tears, forming round freezing points on the ice, and his body was shaking twitching.

Xia Qiuhong caressed Zhou Jianshan's back, she hugged her husband's body from the side, and comforted him silently. Zhou Jianshan cried like a child, sometimes wowing loudly, sometimes sobbing and sobbing. There is no restraint from adults, only the unconcealed catharsis in the bottom of the heart.

Xia Qiuhong had tasted this not long ago, when Zhou Jianshan was still lying in the hospital. She didn't expect that her husband, who was usually full of manliness, was even weaker than herself at this time. Maybe it was after surviving her daughter's funeral that she understood more things, so Xia Qiuhong at this time seemed stronger than Zhou Jianshan. Xia Qiuhong's eyes were red, and she stayed by her husband's side without saying a word, she held Zhou Jianshan's hand and found that the five fingers were already cold.

Xia Qiuhong and Zhou Jianshan may have thought of what they thought when they decided to allow their daughter to step into the modeling industry at the same time. And these are things that they have to spend the rest of their lives trying to solve. At this time, it is possible for them to know that people's suffering is often a moldy seed planted by people themselves, and the last plants that grow are crooked, and the fruit acid leaves are yellow, which is not that they are not taken care of badly, nor is it that God is unkind, but that something has already been bad from the root.

Zhou Jianshan vented the pain in his chest, and muttered: "Let's go, go home." ”

The two of them took the bag of medicine from the river bank and walked up the river embankment step by step. The taxi driver was still waiting on the side of the road at this time, and he watched Xia Qiuhong and Zhou Jianshan come up from the shore, and a look of surprise climbed up his cheeks. Zhou Jianshan's red eyes were obviously crying just now, and the driver couldn't help but be a little more sure of his guess.

The taxi driver wasn't stupid enough to honk his horn to get their attention this time, he ran out of the car and shouted at the two, "Big brother, big sister, do you still take a taxi?" ”

Xia Qiuhong dragged her husband to the car: "Why are you still here?" ”

"Take a break, now it's working again, how about it, do you still take a taxi?" The taxi driver said politely.

Xia Qiuhong nodded, and pulled her husband into the back seat again: "Trouble you, go to Tianhe Community." ”

The taxi driver glanced at Xia Qiuhong in the rearview mirror and found that she showed no signs of crying. secretly said in his heart, the one who was seriously ill must be the man next to him. So he pretended to be relaxed and replied, "Okay." ”

In less than half an hour, the taxi driver took Xia Qiuhong and her husband back home. This time, Xia Qiuhong didn't leave the medicine in the taxi, and asked the driver for change when she left. When the taxi driver saw this scene, he breathed a sigh of relief and said to himself: Maybe, I did a good thing this time, who knows?

After the worried taxi driver left, Xia Qiuhong took her husband into the house. There used to be a refrigerator next to the door, but now it has made way for the shrine where Zhou Xi is decorated with a spiritual seat. After Zhou Jianshan came in, he first glanced at the spirit position in surprise, and then his eyelids drooped. Xia Qiuhong put away her husband's medicine, took out three incense sticks from the side of the Buddhist shrine, and handed them to Zhou Jianshan's hand: "Put incense on the child." ”

Zhou Jianshan obediently took the incense and lit it with a lighter. Looking at the curling cigarette, he was stunned, as if he was in an illusion. It's like the scene that recurs in his dreams after he faints. He looks like his daughter when she was alive, and the cigarette in front of him writhed and climbed up with the wind, and vaguely became Zhou Xi's figure.

Xia Qiuhong looked at her husband who was standing still like a sculpture and was taken aback, she quickly pushed Zhou Jianshan: "What's wrong with you?" ”

"Huh?" Zhou Jianshan looked back blankly.

"I said you ......"

"Ding-dong-"

Before Xia Qiuhong finished speaking, she heard a doorbell ring suddenly, so she had to leave Zhou Jianshan and go to open the door first.

"May I ask if this is Zhou Xi's home?"

The person who came was a woman who couldn't tell her real age. She was dressed all over black and wore an ornate necklace in the center of her neck. A pair of sunglasses rested on the bridge of his nose, and the earrings swayed to make a sound of metal colliding. The face has obviously been carefully maintained, but at first glance, there is no half of the fine lines.

Xia Qiuhong looked at the woman in front of her strangely, thinking: I have never seen her, but since the other party mentioned her daughter, most of them are familiar with her daughter. So he said, "I am Zhou Xi's mother, may I ask who you are?" ”

"Me? I am Sun Qili's mother, my name is Liu Chang, you always know Sun Qili, right? Liu Chang grinned, and suddenly nasolabial folds and crow's feet all came out. Xia Qiuhong stayed there at a loss, Sun Qili's name would definitely be known if her daughter was still alive, but if she asked her, she really asked the wrong person.

"My daughter's funeral is over, who are you from her lifetime?"

"Me? We should be counted as acquaintances. Liu Chang raised his chin, and his eyes under the sunglasses looked arrogantly at Xia Qiuhong. Won't you invite me in? Or are we just standing and talking? ”

"Oh, please ......" Before Xia Qiuhong could finish speaking, Liu Chang couldn't wait to walk into the house. Xia Qiuhong had no choice but to close the door and follow into the house.

Zhou Jianshan, who was standing in front of the Buddhist shrine, closed his eyes and muttered to himself, seeing someone coming in, he didn't mean to open it. It wasn't until Xia Qiuhong pushed him that Zhou Jianshan opened his eyes, walked to the sofa and sat down. But the three lit incense sticks that Xia Qiuhong gave to Zhou Jianshan just now didn't know where he put them, Xia Qiuhong saw that there was no incense burner on it, and immediately panicked. I was afraid that my husband would put the incense in his hand and cause a fire when the time came, so he hurriedly leaned over to look for it.

After Liu Chang entered the house, he frowned and waved his hand in front of his nose, as if to drive away some unpleasant smell. She looked at the furnishings in the house, secretly disdainful in her heart, Xia Qiuhong's family background was obviously far worse than her own. Liu Chang also noticed the Buddhist shrine next to the door at this time, so he folded his hands and bowed his head slightly to express his condolences. Seeing this, Xia Qiuhong pointed to the right side of the Buddhist shrine: "There is ...... here Yikes! ”

Xia Qiuhong suddenly saw that the three incense sticks she handed to her husband just now turned out to be thrown in the trash can by him. If it weren't for the incense sticks burning the plastic bags around the trash cans, emitting a foul smell, it would be hard to spot. Xia Qiuhong hurriedly stepped forward and took out the incense and extinguished it on the ground.

Liu Chang on the side saw incense in the place where Xia Qiuhong was pointing, but she didn't want to offer incense to Zhou Xi, so she carefully bypassed Xia Qiuhong and walked to the opposite side of Zhou Jianshan and sat down. Liu Chang raised Erlang's legs and said to Zhou Jianshan: "Mr. Zhou, hello, I am Sun Qili's mother. ”

Zhou Jianshan didn't respond, and he didn't even look at Liu Chang. He just looked down at the coffee table in front of him, as if there was something on it that really attracted him. Liu Chang saw that Zhou Jianshan ignored her, and was dissatisfied, so he stretched out his hand and waved in front of him: "Mr. Zhou? ”

"Huh?" Zhou Jianshan finally looked at Liu Chang.

"I said, I'm Sun Qili's mother, Sun Qili, do you know?" Liu Chang raised his voice again and repeated.

After hearing this, Zhou Jianshan stared at Liu Chang suspiciously: "You said you are ......"

Xia Qiuhong looked at Liu Chang's face with obvious displeasure, so she hurriedly stepped forward to make a round: "Jianshan, you should take medicine." With that, he went to pull Zhou Jianshan's hand.

Who knew that Zhou Jianshan shook off Xia Qiuhong and was about to take his hand, and glared at her fiercely. Then he shrunk back and snuggled himself in the corner of the couch, his gaze returning to his previous dullness.

Xia Qiuhong had no choice but to say to Liu Chang: "I'm really sorry, my husband's mental state is not very good, I'll go get him medicine, you can sit down for a while." ”

"Hmm." Liu Chang nodded, and then subconsciously leaned away from Zhou Jianshan.

When Xia Qiuhong went to the kitchen to boil hot water, made a cup of tea for Liu Chang, and then fed Zhou Jianshan the medicine one by one, Liu Chang on the side was almost about to exhaust her already little patience. Before she came, she never imagined that Zhou Xi's father would be like this. I secretly wondered what I was going to say next, whether Zhou Xi's mother could be the master, if she couldn't be the master, then her trip would be in vain. Thinking of this, Liu Chang felt a little hot.

After Zhou Jianshan finished taking the medicine, Xia Qiuhong originally wanted him to sleep well in the room. But Zhou Jianshan unexpectedly insisted on staying in the living room to listen to her and Liu Chang. Although Xia Qiuhong was not happy, she had to do what he wanted.

"Mother Zhou, I have heard about your daughter, please mourn and change." Liu Chang finally couldn't bear it anymore and opened his mouth first.

Xia Qiuhong nodded, she was used to facing the pity of others, but her husband was different, he was still in the initial pain, and whenever a person mentioned it, it would always arouse sadness in his heart. So when Liu Chang talked about his daughter, Xia Qiuhong glanced at her husband carefully, for fear that he would have some overreaction. But to Xia Qiuhong's surprise, Zhou Jian just lowered his head and looked at the coffee table in front of him, as if what he said had nothing to do with him.

Liu Chang saw that Xia Qiuhong was absent-minded, and kept peeking towards Zhou Jianshan. Immediately dissatisfied, she said: "Our family is beautiful, and like Zhou Xi, something happened to her, and it has been on the headlines of the newspaper these days, you should know, right?" ”

"Newspapers?" Xia Qiuhong is so busy these days, where can she take care of any news and newspapers. She shook her head and said, "I don't know, what's wrong with your daughter?" ”

"How could this not be known? My daughter is dead, too! It was killed. Liu Chang smacked his lips and looked gloomy.

"This ......" Xia Qiuhong suddenly didn't know what expression to use to respond to Liu Chang, and she couldn't help but guess what her intention was. If her daughter also died, then why can't there be any sadness on her face. If she is a sympathetic sufferer, who has come to share her pain, then why is she full of impatience? Xia Qiuhong was confused, and she suddenly realized that she was facing a person with very suspicious intentions.

Liu Chang looked at Xia Qiuhong's panicked face, and then knew that she really didn't know about her daughter, so he told Xia Qiuhong about her daughter's identity, the location of the murder, and the progress of the case from the beginning.

Xia Qiuhong's face was shocked after hearing this, where did she think of the reaction that a mother who had just lost her daughter should have. She even felt a hint of pride from Liu Chang's flat and even somewhat playful tone. As if to show her "this is my daughter".

Liu Chang couldn't guess what Xia Qiuhong was thinking, but she already knew from the disdain she saw on Xia Qiuhong's face that she didn't feel very good about her. So Liu Chang put down Erlang's leg and picked up the hot tea on the coffee table in front of him and brought it to his lips. But he just sniffed it, and then put it back again: "This tea is a little hot." ”

Xia Qiuhong frowned, thinking: This is obviously not looking down on the tea I brewed, in such a cold weather, the tea is already half cold from the kitchen to the living room, how can there be anything that can't be drunk.

Liu Chang leaned over to Xia Qiuhong and said, "Look, our children are in the entertainment industry. Although she is still a small model, her case is much more eye-catching than our family's beautiful case. So I thought I'd hold a press conference on the death of two people. The purpose is to call on the people to pay attention to the lives of people working in the entertainment industry. With the number of followers of my daughter's Weibo now, it will definitely cause a huge response at that time. Your daughter also has Weibo, right? ”

"Weibo? I don't understand what you mean. Xia Qiuhong felt that her head was confused, and she couldn't figure it out at all.

"I mean, didn't the child leave a lot of relics before he died? We keep them to see things and think about people, so we might as well donate them or sell them to fans. It's more money than things, isn't it? Of course, all of this is premised on the success of our case for both of them. ”

Liu Chang finished speaking, and Xia Qiuhong's heart was cold when he heard it. How would she know that the woman in front of her would come for such a purpose, if she knew this, she would not have let her into her own door.

Xia Qiuhong stood up openly: "You go, I have never considered what you said, please don't come again in the future." ”

"Alas......" Liu Chang seemed to be a little unwilling, "That's not what I said, I'm also kind......"

"You go!" Xia Qiuhong trembled with anger. No matter how much her daughter's relics could be sold for, they could never compare to their value in her heart. Liu Chang's words are undoubtedly insulting their love for their daughter, "We are different from you, she can't sell everything!" ”

Liu Chang saw that Xia Qiuhong had ordered the eviction of guests, so she had to get up and prepare to leave, but she obviously didn't understand Xia Qiuhong's attitude towards her. I thought: People die like lights go out, why can't they get along with money? So when he walked to the entrance, he turned around and said: "Everyone is in the entertainment industry, if your daughter was really that clean, she wouldn't have died so inexplicably." ”

Xia Qiuhong glared at Liu Chang: "What are you talking about!" Say it again! ”

Liu Chang thought to herself that the intention of this cooperation had completely collapsed anyway, and she was not interested in such a boring thing as taking advantage of her mouth, so she didn't bother anymore. Liu Chang took out a business card from his handbag and put it on the Buddhist shrine: "If you change your mind, call me at any time." After saying that, he twisted his fat buttocks and walked away.

Xia Qiuhong gritted her teeth and forcibly endured the resentment in her heart, if it was a normal day, she would have already rushed up, corrected Liu Chang's playful bohemian hair, and slammed it on the ground. Then spit a few mouthfuls of saliva on her plump face.

However, Xia Qiuhong found that she couldn't move. The anger in his chest was just there. What if what she said was true? Xia Qiuhong's ears echoed the words Liu Chang said when he left: "Everyone is in the entertainment industry, if your daughter was really so clean, she wouldn't have died so unexplained." Is her daughter really what she says?

Xia Qiuhong blushed when she looked at the business card on the Buddhist shrine, and she grabbed the business card in her hand in anger and tore it to pieces. Zhou Jianshan looked at his wife's thunderous appearance, and slowly said, "What's wrong?" ”

"What's wrong? What's wrong, you ask? I also want to ask you, what the hell is wrong with you? Xia Qiuhong pointed at Zhou Jianshan incoherently, "Did you hear that woman who asked us to sell Xiao Xi's relics just now?" She was going to ......" saliva choked into Xia Qiuhong's trachea, and she couldn't go on.

Zhou Jianshan nodded as if he didn't understand, and then he actually stood up and walked straight to the back room. Xia Qiuhong roared loudly behind him, "Where are you going?" Did you hear what I said? ”

This is the first time since her daughter's death that Xia Qiuhong found that her opinions were at odds with her husband. She never believed that her husband's love for his daughter would be shallower than her own. But how can we explain what we just did?

Xia Qiuhong remembered what Dr. Wang said to her husband when he was discharged from the hospital, although she was not very sure, she still blamed most of the blame on her husband's illness, so her heart quickly settled down again. Xia Qiuhong straightened her appearance, took the cup of tea that Liu Chang hadn't drunk just now to the kitchen, and poured it into the sink.

When Xia Qiuhong returned to the living room, Zhou Jianshan sat on the sofa again. It's just that at this time, he has one more thing in his hand. Xia Qiuhong looked at it, and it turned out to be the skates that her daughter wore before her death. At this time, Zhou Jianshan was using a cloth to carefully wipe the surface of the ice blade on the sole of his shoe.

Xia Qiuhong was really dumbfounded by her husband's actions, thinking that Liu Chang's words just now were heard by her husband word for word, Xia Qiuhong immediately regretted not being at the beginning, and did not insist on letting her husband go to the back room. She thought that although her husband was not in a good mental state, he was sober and sane, could it be because of what Liu Chang just said that he really had the idea of selling his daughter's relics?

Xia Qiuhong stepped forward and asked, "Jianshan, what are you doing with Xiao Xi's skates?" You won't just listen to the woman just now, you have to ......"

Zhou Jianshan turned a deaf ear to what Xia Qiuhong said, and just rubbed his ice blades there. It's like when his daughter left her skates at home and didn't wear them, he used to take them out and take care of them. While gently stroking the shoes, he would mutter in a low voice: "Such expensive shoes, you need to take good care of them." ”

Xia Qiuhong on the side was sullen, she approached Zhou Jianshan and sat down beside him: "You listen to me, no matter how small things are, I can't let it leave my side, do you hear?" ”

"Don't leave your side......" Zhou Jianshan glanced at his wife and said vaguely: "But Xiao Xi has to wear it when she comes back, Xiao Xi will be back soon......

Xia Qiuhong looked at her husband's serious expression, and felt an extremely thin silk thread in her chest, which suddenly broke in an instant. She slapped her husband on the right cheek: "What are you talking about? It's a pity that she won't come back. ”

"You...... What do you say for no reason? Zhou Jianshan looked at his wife with trepidation, his eyes full of fear.

"I said, she's not coming back, never will."

Zhou Jianshan's breath suddenly became chaotic, and he raised his voice: "You...... What nonsense are you talking about? I saw her again yesterday and I brought her plum wine and she said it was delicious and she said ......"

"Enough! Don't talk about it......" Xia Qiuhong snatched the skates from her husband's hand, "It's a pity that she's dead, you wake up, she's dead!" After speaking, Xia Qiuhong burst into tears. Since her daughter's funeral, she has not cried. Xia Qiuhong has been enduring in front of her husband, trying to share the pain in his heart in this way. But just now, Zhou Jianshan's series of boundless crazy words broke through even the last line of defense in her heart.

"No, no...... It's a pity that she works in the company, although she hasn't been home for a long time, but as long as she has a holiday, she will be free. Zhou Jianshan pointed to the calendar on the wall, "Look, Christmas is coming, she will be back then, and we will ...... together at that time." Let's go to the closing ceremony of Christmas Film Week......"

Xia Qiuhong followed her husband's finger to look at the calendar on the wall, it was last year's old calendar, and today was the third day of the new year. But for some reason, the memory in Zhou Jianshan's mind seemed to be half sucked away by something, and he completely forgot about Christmas and the fact that his daughter had passed away.

Zhou Jianshan stood up tremblingly, wanting to go to the wall and point out the date on the calendar to his wife, but heard Xia Qiuhong suddenly roar: "Don't you mess around anymore, okay?" ”

Zhou Jianshan stopped there and looked at his wife in a daze, like a kindergarten student who was about to be lectured by a teacher, his face drooping and motionless.

Xia Qiuhong held her daughter's skates in one hand and hung her head and cried. Exhausted, she felt that her heart seeking dependence was really like a ball full of air, bulging and solid on the outside, but only air inside. Suddenly, with a "bang", the ball exploded violently. Xia Qiuhong found that there was nothing inside, just empty.