Ye Mian and Qiao Zhanbei answered the phone separately, it was the same thing, Qiao's mother Tang Wanzhou's condition had relapsed and was being rescued in the hospital.

The two of them immediately rushed to the hospital, and along the way, Ye Mian had mixed feelings in his heart and held Qiao Zhanbei's hand tightly. On the other hand, he still has a calm appearance of "Mount Tai collapsed in front of him and his color remains unchanged".

Three years ago, not long after Qiao's father died, Tang Wanzhou was diagnosed with stomach cancer, which was in the middle stage, and two-thirds of the stomach was removed by surgery, and chemotherapy lasted for a year to stabilize the condition, and there was no recurrence for two years.

Now, it has recurred, and the cancer has spread throughout the body.

After rescue, the person was out of danger.

In the ward, seeing Tang Wanzhou with tubes all over her body, Ye Mian was so distressed that she cried, no matter what, she had feelings for Qiao's mother for many years.

They are not mothers and daughters, they are better than mothers and daughters.

Ye Mian stayed by the bedside, holding her hand with both hands, quietly accompanying Tang Wanzhou, who had not yet woken up, Qiao Zhanbei went to observe the expert consultation, and wanted to do his best to save his mother.

At present, the only option for expert consultation is conservative chemotherapy.

When Tang Wanzhou woke up, she refused chemotherapy.

"Qiao Zhanbei, the taste of chemotherapy, I had enough of it two years ago, not to mention the physical pain, and it tossed me beyond recognition, puffy every day, and my hair fell out."

"Don't toss anymore this time, I want to go decently, walk beautifully, don't persuade any of you, I won't listen to anyone who advises."

Qiao Zhanbei was in a very heavy mood, but he still nodded and agreed: "Mom, I respect your decision." ”

Ye Mian looked at him in surprise and sadness, and wanted him to persuade Qiao's mother.

"I'm going to smoke a cigarette." Qiao Zhanbei looked at her with an inquiry in his eyes, and said calmly.

She understood what he meant, because she was afraid that she would be unhappy, and at this time, he must be in a very complicated mood and needed to smoke to calm down.

Ye Mian nodded and said, "Go ahead." ”

Looking at the interaction between the young couple, the corners of Tang Wanzhou's mouth rose, and she was very pleased.

Qiao Zhanbei had just come out of the ward, and Ye Mian was about to persuade Tang Wanzhou, but was stopped by her eyes.

Tang Wanzhou patted the back of her hand gently, "Mianmian, don't persuade me, I have lived for most of my life, I have experienced all kinds of life, I have long looked down on life and death, three years ago, I couldn't rest assured of you, now, Zhanbei and Tong Yaoyao have broken off their relationship, and they are very attentive to you, I can leave without worry." ”

"Mother Qiao knows that you have been quietly in love with Zhanbei, and you knew it three years ago. Don't worry, I didn't tell the straight man with low emotional intelligence, let him realize himself, in my heart, you are much more important than him. ”

Listening to her words, Ye Mian's brain was buzzing.

Qiao's mother actually knew that she loved Qiao Zhanbei three years ago, no wonder she forced him to marry her so much, even if she said that she didn't love Qiao Zhanbei at that time, she didn't listen.

In order to fulfill her, she didn't even care about her son's feelings.

And behind this fulfillment is the atonement for her mother's death.

The heart is like a thousand pounds of boulders, heavy and suffocating.

Looking at Ye Mian's eyes full of tears, looking very incomprehensible, Tang Wanzhou said again: "Back then, I didn't marry your father Qiao because of love, husband and wife get along, it's a matter of long-term love, we have been running in with each other for many years, sharing honor and disgrace, and the feelings that have been bred in the long years are more stable and indestructible than the illusory and ethereal love." I believe in Zhanbei...... Ahem......"

So, she and her mom did love the same man before.

This incident has been stuck in her heart these days, like a soft thorn, when she can't remember, she feels nothing, and once she is poked, she is very uncomfortable.

Her marriage to Qiao Zhanbei is burdened with her mother's life, and her love is fulfilled by her mother's death.

It's too heavy.

She couldn't afford it.

Qiao Zhanbei came back from a cigarette, and just after the corner of the corridor, he saw Ye Mian coming out of the ward, her back against the wall of the corridor, and her body slowly slid down the wall.

She sat at the base of the wall, her face buried in her knees, looking extremely sad.

He breathed a sigh of relief, stretched his long legs, and strode over to her.

"What's wrong?" He crouched down in front of her, put his big hand on her head, and asked softly.

Ye Mian raised her head, her eyes were red, her throat was stuffy, and she said hard: "Mother Qiao, she said...... Let's go, go through the formalities, I don't want to put up with it anymore......"

She was relieved to say this.

Qiao Zhanbei was stunned as if he had been hit by a blunt object, and it took a while for him to ease his senses and understand what she meant.

Probably Ms. Tang forced her again.

Seeing that she was really in pain, his heart hurt too.

"Okay, I'll go right away, I'll let someone arrange it, don't be sad, you must go today." Qiao Zhanbei's voice was hoarse, and he agreed very simply.

He pulled out the pocket towel on the chest of his suit and helped her wipe away her tears.

"All my documents and materials are in my bag, you quickly have someone send your materials." She urged.

Qiao Zhanbei swallowed his throat, gritted his back molars, helped her up, and immediately went to make a phone call.

The two quickly got out of the hospital and got into the car.

The weather outside was gloomy, the air pressure in the carriage was extremely low, and Ye Mian looked at the street scene outside the window silently. Qiao's mother is kind to her, even if she knows her grievances with her mother, she still can't hate her.

Qiao Zhanbei didn't say a word, glancing at her out of the corner of his eye, and his ears were full of what she said to Ms. Tang three years ago.

"Mother Qiao, the twisted melon is not sweet, I only regard Brother Qiao as an elder brother, and I also have someone I like, why do you have to tie us together?"

He looked down at the silver wedding ring he wore every day, and then at her hand.

Except for that night, she never took the initiative to wear it.

I told her everything I had to say in the morning, and she was leaving, and he really didn't have a problem.

I am afraid that if I continue to leash her, I will torture her to depression.

The two were silent all the way, and soon arrived at the marriage registration office, where there were more divorcers than marriages, and lawyers were already queuing up for them.

It wasn't until he saw the words "divorce registry" that Ye Mian recovered from that heavy emotion.

Finally it came to this.

Three years ago, they received their marriage certificate next door.

Ye Mian sat in a chair and waited, she opened the marriage certificate boringly, and their group photo came into view.

She deliberately wore a white shirt that day, with a high ponytail, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and she smiled jerkyly.

They were like a pair of marionettes that day, and under the direction of the photographer, they took this wedding photo.

"Mr. Qiao, Mrs., today is only the preliminary review, after the preliminary review, there is still a 30-day cooling-off period, this is the system registration process that cannot be changed." The lawyer came over and introduced them.

Qiao Zhanbei nodded, turned his head sideways and whispered in Ye Mian's ear, "You have to endure it for another month." ”