A week is not a long time, but it is not a short time.

It is enough for the search and rescue team, including Ji Yanli, to search the nearby sea area two times back and forth.

As before, no news came.

Even if Ji Yanli wanted to see a miracle again, the facts were in front of him, and he had to choose to accept it.

When they met at sea, he was a little afraid to recognize it at first.

This week, Song Zhiyuan has darkened a little, and he has lost a lot of weight, only those Qing Lingling's eyes are still as bright as ever.

Ji Yanli looked at it, and when it came to the sentence "give up", he suddenly didn't dare to say it.

He was afraid that once he said it, the momentum that supported Song Zhiyuan would suddenly be removed, and she would not be able to hold it.

"Brother." Afraid that he would be worried, Song Zhiyuan struggled to arouse a smile, as ugly as it was.

Ji Yanli didn't speak, he stepped forward and hugged her in his arms, his voice was very soft, "Iris, go home with my brother, and leave the rest to the search and rescue team."

If he continued to search like this, he was worried that Zhou Qichuan's body had not been found, and her body would be dragged down first.

He didn't say anything else, but Song Zhiyuan understood his subtext.

It's been so long, and Zhou Qichuan has no chance of surviving.

She couldn't even find his body.

Once, Song Zhiyuan thought that as long as he tried his best, even if he didn't have the whole world, he would have no regrets.

But now she suddenly felt like a joke, and she couldn't do anything.

She couldn't find Zhou Qichuan anymore.

Song Zhiyuan opened his mouth to say something, only to feel that the pain in his heart became more and more intense, and then his eyes turned black and he fainted in Ji Yanli's arms.

"Wife, don't stay in bed." The gentle voice in his ears woke up Song Zhiyuan who was lying on the bed.

She opened her eyes in a daze, looked at the familiar handsome face in front of her, and was stunned.

Zhou Qichuan hooked his lips helplessly and pinched the tip of her nose, "Don't get up yet, wait for the sun to dry your buttocks."

The touch of his fingers was so real that Song Zhiyuan's eyes instantly turned red.

She cautiously asked, "Husband, is that you?"

"Silly wife, who else could it be if it wasn't me?" Zhou Qichuan was asked by her words, and his smile became more and more helpless.

As he spoke, he held up a light pink skirt, "Today is a special day, you hurry up and change your clothes and go downstairs to eat, my son is already waiting for you downstairs."

"Son?" In an instant, a picture flashed in Song Zhiyuan's mind.

She sat on the ground in pain, her legs covered in blood.

Suddenly, Song Zhiyuan understood.

"Why don't you wear it?" Zhou Qichuan looked at him with some doubts.

Song Zhiyuan shook his head, hurriedly picked up his clothes, and said, "Wear, why don't I wear them?"

She forced herself to laugh, but laughed and laughed, and cried.

How can they have sons?

The poor child, on the night her mother jumped off the cliff, was gone.

"Wife, don't cry!" Zhou Qichuan in the dream panicked, and walked over to wipe her tears thoughtfully, but her figure became more and more transparent.

until it disappears.

When Song Zhiyuan opened his eyes, Xia Xingluo sat next to him with a worried face.

Seeing her wake up, Xia Xingluo was stunned for a second, and hurriedly shouted over.

From her performance, Song Zhiyuan could see that she had slept for a long time.

"It's not short, you almost scared me to death!" Xia Xingluo helped her get up and drink water, and she still felt cold sweat when she said it.

In the words of the doctor at the time, Song Zhiyuan's emotions at that time were like a tightly pulled bow, which may not be obvious when he kept pulling, but once he loosened up, the whole person's spirit would instantly wither.

Thinking of this, Xia Xingluo got angry, "If you don't eat well, forget it, the water is not good to drink, do you really plan to consume yourself so that Zhou Qichuan will lose the white moonlight and benefit his next term?"

"What?" Song Zhiyuan drank half a glass of water, and only then did she realize what she had just said.

Zhou Qichuan's next term?

Xia Xingluo obviously didn't want to say anything more to her, so he picked up his phone and showed her what time it was.

Glancing at the date, Song Zhiyuan himself was surprised.

She actually slept for nearly a week.

Coming back to his senses, Song Zhiyuan grabbed Xia Xingluo's wrist and asked, "Xingxing, are we still sisters?"

Facing her eager eyes, Xia Xingluo was angry and annoyed, "I'm really afraid of you, one by one you are hypocritical to death, and you don't know what the use of opening your mouth is long!"

"He's not dead, is he?" Song Zhiyuan keenly captured the key point.

Thinking that Zhou Qichuan was still alive, Song Zhiyuan's eyes became a little excited, and he asked, "Where is he now?" Is it also in this hospital?"

She wanted to see him, right now.

Xia Xingluo shook his head, picked up his mobile phone and rummaged through it, and handed it to Song Zhiyuan.

The huge title on it reads, [Missing for half a month, Mr. Zhou appeared in the household registration department again, suspected of changing the household registration. 】

Song Zhiyuan clicked on it, and at the top of the article was a photo of a candid angle. Although the shooting was not clear, she still recognized Zhou Qichuan at a glance.

He looked a lot thinner, and he had gone through vicissitudes.

In the middle of the article, it was written, [According to people familiar with the matter, Mr. Zhou has changed his surname, what kind of grudge is it, and he even has to lose the surname given by his biological parents? 】

Song Zhiyuan clenched his phone tightly and lifted his eyes to look at Xia Xingluo, "Xingxing, I want to see him."

"I'm afraid it's not easy to do." Xia Xingluo was a little embarrassed, thought about it, and confessed, "He has resigned as the president of Xunke and will fly to New York in the near future."

Zhuo Yuan's headquarters are in New York, and it is not a big deal for him to go there. But resigning as the president of Xunke means that he has to completely draw a line with Song Zhiyuan.

Without Xunke, the only connection between the two of them is completely gone.

"Is he getting married?" Song Zhiyuan suppressed the sourness surging in his heart and asked tentatively.

Xia Xingluo shook his head, "I heard that the Ruan family has already found a marriage partner for their daughter, and they have also received a large amount of compensation from Zhou Qichuan, so they will not be demons again."

Hearing this, Song Zhiyuan was silent.

She understands that Zhou Qichuan has had enough, and she is tired of it, and she doesn't want to play anymore.

It's actually okay to be with her, the psychological burden with her is too great, and the time when the two of them were really happy before was too short.

Maybe without her, he can be happier in the future.

"Iris, you even called him by his name in your dreams, don't tell me you're going to leave it at that." Xia Xingluo saw her thoughts and was already starting to get angry.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Xia Xingluo angrily kicked a chair and scolded, "If you are really convinced, can't you learn from my brother and dare to act a little boldly?"

Although Xia Wenyan's business was not glorious, his arrangements before his death were also made public under Ji Yanli's deep excavation.

From the very beginning, he never thought about who to die with him.

The reason why he brought Song Zhiyuan was not the so-called liking in his mouth, but jealousy.

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