Yan Qing looked at Yan Xiuwen, he had obviously stood next to him for so long, if he wanted to pull the quilt for himself, he would have pulled it a long time ago, but he stretched out his hand inexplicably, not knowing what he was going to do.

Yan Qing remembered that he didn't seem to have seen Yan Xiuwen go out to communicate with the people before him recently, and he didn't even write the previous articles anymore, and if he thought about it carefully, the original newspapers and books on his desk were gone.

"Brother, why haven't you been in contact with the people before you lately?"

Yan Xiuwen seemed to have answered many times, and without thinking about it at all, the words came out of his mouth, "They have some things to do in other places, and I just want to stay at home and accompany you more recently." ”

As he spoke, he smiled at Yan Qing, touched her head with his hand, and joked, "Why, it's only been a few days, and you annoy me and want to drive me away?" ”

"No, I just think about it, just ask casually."

Yan Qing stared at Yan Xiuwen, but there were more related questions in his heart, he originally had to write articles every day, and he had to find friends to write together, discuss with each other, and help to read, but now let alone write articles, there is no pen and paper for him at home.

The two looked at each other for a long time, and Yan Xiuwen avoided her gaze, "Sleep, I'm out." ”

With that, he got up and went outside, and under Yan Qing's gaze, he closed the door.

Goalkeeper Yan Qing's suspicious gaze was completely blocked, he originally wanted to hear those things today, but Yan Xiuwen has indeed had too many doubts recently.

She could sense that something was wrong, but she didn't want to really suspect him.

Yan Qing had no sleep all night, always feeling that he had overlooked a lot of things, perhaps forgetting something.

That night, Du Fengqing had a dream, in which he went from knowing Yan Qing to watching her follow Yan Xiuwen's steps, step by step towards death.

She jumped down from the window in the snow, her long inky hair stabbing his eyes in the ice and snow, and the blood spread under her, like a flower, wrapping her tightly and eating away at her life.

His heart froze in the snow and ice.

"Ah Qing!"

The nightmare was awake, and when he opened his eyes, Du Fengqing was covered in cold sweat, got up from the bed, walked all the way to the yard, and barely woke up with the cold wind in the middle of the night.

I've lost count of the first times I've had this dream, and each time it's more and more real, like something that once really happened.

Standing in the cold wind, he began to analyze, if those in the dream were all real things that had happened, was it here, Yan Qing would eventually jump off the building and die like in his dream?

But later, what happened later, why did she come back to life after she died, and even became immortal as Xuanyang said.

What's going on with Yan Xiuwen.

Du Fengqing felt that these two people seemed to be shrouded in a fog, which made him unpredictable.

If you want to figure out what happened in the past, perhaps, in addition to guarding against Yan Xiuwen and finding a way to leave with Yan Qing this time, you should be more attentive and find the answers you want to know here.

Yan House

Yan Tingzhou and his wife returned home, full of exhaustion, the old lady's condition became worse and worse, she woke up and fell asleep, groggy, and when she was a little conscious, she muttered Yan Qing, I am afraid that it will be just a few days.

The two didn't even change their clothes, so they hurried upstairs to see their daughter in a coma, they had already heard their son say it in the hospital, the third child didn't know what happened inside, and Xuanyang Daoist sent Du Fengqing in again.

Now that the Yan family is in chaos, they can't care about what is right or wrong with the Du family, so they hope that their daughter will wake up soon.

"Mom and Dad, how is Grandma?" Yan Shu took a long vacation, and in the past few days, Yan Zhen went to the hospital, and he stayed by Yan Qing's side, and then saw his parents come back from the hospital and asked about Mrs. Yan's situation.

Mrs. Yan shook her head, her face was not very good, "Your brother and Jiaojiao are now guarding the hospital, let's come back and rest." ”

She held her daughter's hand tightly, and watched her daughter lie on the bed and fall asleep, without any reaction, her heart hurt.

"How is your sister doing in the past two days?"

Yan Shu shook his head, "It's still like this." ”

She glanced at Yan Qing before she said to the two, "Mom, Dad, I'll clean up and go to the hospital to see grandma." ”

Yan Tingzhou patted Yan Shu's shoulder, "Go ahead." ”

After Yan Shu left, Yan Tingzhou sat down on a chair on the side, and neither of the couple went to wash, but quietly looked at their sleeping daughter.

Suddenly, Mrs. Yan opened her mouth and asked her husband beside her, "What's going on with Xiuwen?" ”

She is not a fool, at such a time, how can she not see Yan Xiuwen's problem.

After Yan Tingzhou hesitated, he looked at his wife and said the matter.

"He is not my own brother, when I knew, he had already been brought back by the old man, as far as I know, the Yan family has a direct relationship with him, so the old man left him in the Yan family, and I don't know the rest."

The origin of this younger brother and daughter, I'm afraid there are still many secrets that he doesn't know, but these are not important now.

Mrs. Yan wanted to ask again, but seeing that her husband really didn't know anything, she didn't ask anymore, and she was worried about her daughter now, no matter how she came from, who it was, it was her own daughter.

Yan Tingzhou: "Qingqing is not a child, many things and truths may be clearer than us, and these things will be handled by herself when she wakes up." ”

To put it bluntly, feelings are her own private affairs, and as a parent, she can't interfere too much.

When Yan Shu arrived at the hospital, Mrs. Yan happened to be awake, and Yan Zhen and Yan Jiaojiao were taking care of her.

The old lady has been in a daze recently, and she can't remember everything, and what others have said to her has turned her head and forgotten, and people don't remember it very well.

Pulling Yan Zhen, I looked at it for a long time, and I couldn't remember who it was.

Yan Zhen was on the side, patient again and again, "Grandma, take a good look again, I'm Zhen'er, your grandson, Yan Zhen, take a good look again."

Yan Jiaojiao on the side didn't speak, just sat and watched, with a complicated mood.

In the past, she always felt that the old lady was partial to the uncle's family, favored Yan Shu and Yan Zhen, and didn't care about her granddaughter at all, so she was dissatisfied and complained about the old lady.

But until recently, seeing that the old lady's health is getting worse day by day, people can't remember, and things can't remember clearly, I can't help but think of her past, and I always have some regrets in my heart.

When Mrs. Yan heard the words of her grandson, she looked around the ward with a pair of cloudy eyes, "Qing'er, where is my precious granddaughter. Qing'er"

She read Yan Qing's name one by one, and her voice was weak.

Yan Shu outside the ward felt sour in his heart and his eyes were red.

(End of chapter)