"Mom, really?" Song Zhiyuan couldn't believe it.

She still clearly remembers that night, when Liu Mengyun asked her to divorce Zhou Qichuan.

and, the determination when she jumped off the cliff.

This scene has appeared in her dreams in the form of nightmares countless times.

Liu Mengyun sighed lightly and touched Song Zhiyuan's face, "Silly kite, you are your mother's precious heart, how could your mother blame you?"

"Mom, Zhou Qichuan is actually really different from the Zhou family-"

Song Zhiyuan was halfway through his words, but was interrupted by Liu Mengyun, "Mom knows, otherwise, she won't agree to you being together."

"You agreed?" Song Zhiyuan was stunned.

Immediately, she thought of the Mimi she had met at the airport before.

She said that her mother had forgiven her when she was conscious the first day and promised her to be with Zhou Qichuan.

Realizing this, Song Zhiyuan couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart, grabbed Liu Mengyun's hand and said, "Mom, you believe me, Zhou Qichuan is really good."

He has nothing in common with his parents other than blood relations.

Zhou Qichuan is Zhou Qichuan, he is so good, he shouldn't pay for the mistakes made by irresponsible parents like Zhou Jiangyuan and Su Mujun.

"My son-in-law, what else can I know about him?" Liu Mengyun smiled, took Song Zhiyuan's hand and said with reluctance in her eyes, "Iris, my mother really wants to stay with you for a while."

"Then I won't leave, I'll stay with my mother." Clearly aware that this was a dream, Song Zhiyuan didn't want to wake up at all.

She was afraid that once she woke up, the next time she dreamed, she would not be the gentle and understanding mother in front of her.

Liu Mengyun was amused by her words, "Silly kite, you can't help but go, this is not the place you should stay."

"Why not, where my mother is, that's where I should go." Song Zhiyuan said this and told himself.

In fact, she knows very well in her heart that she always has to return to reality, and it is impossible to stay in a dream all the time.

Liu Mengyun shook her head and said with tears in her eyes, "Iris, you can't accompany your mother anymore, you have to go."

"No, I'm not leaving!" Intuition told Song Zhiyuan that if she left, she would never see Liu Mengyun again.

But she couldn't help it.

As soon as the words fell, Song Zhiyuan felt a noise in her ears, and the noise made her ears hurt.

"Iris, I'm sorry, it's all my fault." It was Xia Xingluo's voice, accompanied by crying, which made people feel distressed.

Song Zhiyuan wanted to coax her, but her eyelids were like wet cotton, and she couldn't lift them at all.

She heard Xia Xingluo say, "Kite, your brother and they are setting off again, if Zhou Qichuan can't be found this time, his chances of survival will be slim."

- What do you mean to set off again?

- What does it mean that the chances of survival are slim?

Song Zhiyuan struggled to open his eyes and opened his mouth, but only uttered an extremely hoarse syllable, "Zhou ......"

"Iris, you're finally awake!" Seeing her wake up, Xia Xingluo's excited voice changed tone.

He heard the doctor say that Song Zhiyuan's body functions were fine, but he didn't want to wake up, and he wanted to die to apologize.

Song Zhiyuan didn't speak, just looked at her fixedly.

Thinking of the word "Zhou" she had just shouted, Xia Xingluo laughed angrily and said, "You have no conscience, you only have men in your eyes!"

Complaining, Xia Xingluo's hands kept moving, and he quickly adjusted the arc of the hospital bed, and poured a glass of warm water for Song Zhiyuan to drink.

Seeing that Song Zhiyuan refused to cooperate and opened his mouth, Xia Xingluo suddenly understood something, and said half-coaxing and half-lying, "Drink the water, I'll take you to see Zhou Qichuan, okay."

"Not good." Song Zhiyuan squeezed out two words, only to feel that his throat was dry and painful as if he had swallowed sand and stones.

Xia Xingluo was distressed, and said with slightly red eyes, "Grandma, you drink the water first, and I'll tell you, okay?"

"Is he dead?" Song Zhiyuan asked, the mood was calm

Afraid.

Xia Xingluo blurted out, "How could it be, the scourge is a thousand years old, Zhou Qichuan is so bullying, how can he die like that?"

She was telling the truth, and Song Zhiyuan couldn't see any traces of lying from her face.

After drinking a glass of warm water from Xia Xingluo's hand, she felt as if she had come to life.

Even when swallowing, there is a slight tingling sensation in the throat and lungs, which is not strong, but it is not overlooked.

Seeing that she frowned because she was uncomfortable, Xia Xingluo's heart became even more uncomfortable, "Iris, the doctor said that you choked on a lot of seawater at that time, and your lungs had a slight infection-"

"It doesn't matter." Song Zhiyuan interrupted her and asked, "How are you, are you hurt?"

"I'm fine, when has this been, why don't you care about yourself?" The more Xia Xingluo spoke, the more uncomfortable he became, and he grabbed Song Zhiyuan's hand tightly, "Iris, I'm sorry for you."

"Brother Xia, he?" Song Zhiyuan knows that now is not the time to sensationalize.

Hearing this, Xia Xingluo was silent for a moment. Immediately, she whispered, "Dead."

"How so?" Song Zhiyuan looked surprised.

At that height, anyone who knew a little water would not be drowned.

Xia Xingluo wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and smiled, "My brother can't swim."

- My brother, that landlubber, laughed at me.

Suddenly, such a sentence appeared in Song Zhiyuan's mind.

It was said when Xia Xingluo inadvertently complained to her when she was a child, and she never took it to heart.

A person who does not know how to be watery chooses to go to the sea.

She guessed correctly, when Xia Wenyan chose this path, she never thought about going back alive.

Thinking that Xia Xingluo might have seen her push Xia Wenyan into the water with her own eyes, Song Zhiyuan suddenly didn't know how to face her.

She wanted to apologize, but when the words came to her lips, Xia Xingluo's words were spoken first.

"Iris, thank you."

"Thank me?" Song Zhiyuan was stunned when he heard this.

Don't you hate her?

Reading something from her eyes, Xia Xingluo said sadly, "When he embarked on this road, he should have thought that there would be such a day. It is better to be like this now than to be brought home to face trial, to rub away all his pride in front of everyone."

Maybe death is a relief for him.

Song Zhiyuan pursed her lips slightly, and suddenly didn't know what to say. She caused such a result, and she couldn't rub salt on Xia Xingluo's wounds.

While he was hesitating, there was a sudden knock on the door of the ward.

It is the words of the time when I came to visit.

He held a bouquet of blooming lilies in his arms, and his eyes were filled with joy at the bottom of his eyes.

"Professor Shi is here?" Xia Xingluo hurriedly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, for fear that he would see his gaffe.

Shi Yan nodded, walked to Song Zhiyuan's bedside with flowers, and put the flowers at the head of the bed.

Xia Xingluo found an excuse to leave, leaving the space to them.

"How do you feel, do you feel unwell?" Looking at Song Zhiyuan's not very good-looking face, Shi Yan was still a little worried.

Even if he had already asked the attending doctor more than two or three times.

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