Song Shuwen woke up slowly, his head was still a little dizzy, and the dark place was still in his eyes, as if endless darkness was about to swallow people.
He moved slightly, and a trace of helplessness and fatigue surged in his heart.
At this time, familiar footsteps came, and Song Shuwen knew that it was Gu Nan who came.
While putting down the food, Gu Nan asked anxiously: "You really can't save Boss Song's mother?"
Song Shuwen couldn't see Gu Nan, but the voice came to his ears clearly.
He frowned, feeling a little angry. Is his medical skills so untrusted?
He said in a deep voice: "I, Song Shuwen, will never tell lies in medical skills. I have tried my best. If you don't believe me, please ask Gao Ming to do something else."
Gu Nan heard the dissatisfaction in Song Shuwen's words, and his face showed an anxious and entangled look.
Gu Nan was silent, his face full of disappointment and helplessness.
Boss Song and Song Daban ran around and found many miraculous doctors, but they were helpless.
It seems that this old man is really helpless.
Song Shuwen in the dark said coldly: "If you fall into their hands, you will kill and fight, you will do whatever you want. I, Song Shuwen, won't say anything."
He showed a decisive look on his face, but he was thinking in his heart that he had a clear conscience in his life, and even when facing life and death, he would never bow his head.
Gu Nan walked out of the dark place in a heavy mood, his steps were a little heavy.
He came to the cave where Boss Song was located, and saw Boss Song's face full of sadness, as if he was shrouded in haze.
Gu Nan hesitated for a moment and asked softly: "Boss, how should we deal with Song Shuwen?"
Boss Song raised his head slightly, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and said hoarsely: "Just kill it."
Gu Nan's heart tightened, but he could only accept the order.
He returned to Song Shuwen again, his steps were slow, and every step seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.
Gu Nan looked at Song Shuwen, with a hint of unbearableness in his eyes, and slowly conveyed Boss Song's order.
When Song Shuwen heard this, he had no sign of fear on his face.
"Hmph, if you want to kill, I, Song Shuwen, will never beg for mercy."
Gu Nan looked at Song Shuwen, feeling full of entanglement and unbearable. He whispered: "Song Shuwen, you are not a bad person, so I will not let you suffer too much."
Song Shuwen had a expressionless face and just said coldly: "I have already said it, whatever I want."
Gu Nan took a deep breath, slowly stretched out his hand, tightly pinching Song Shuwen's neck with one hand and covering his mouth with the other hand.
Song Shuwen did not struggle, but just waited quietly for the arrival of death.
Gu Nan's hands were trembling slightly, and he could feel Song Shuwen's life passing by little by little.
After a while, Gu Nan let go of his hand, touched Song Shuwen's breath, and confirmed that he was dead.
Gu Nan carried Song Shuwen's body on his back and walked out with heavy steps.
He walked a long way before he found a suitable place and gently lowered Song Shuwen's body.
Gu Nan stood there, silently looking at Song Shuwen's body, feeling a lot of emotion.
He sighed lightly, turned around and left, leaving only Song Shuwen's body gradually forgotten in this wilderness.
Gu Nan returned to Boss Song's residence with a tired expression, lowered his head slightly, and said in a deep voice: "The matter has been completed."
Boss Song nodded expressionlessly, then waved his hand and signaled Gu Nan to retreat.
Gu Nan turned around and was about to leave, but Song Dabao rushed over.
Song Dabao's face was full of sadness, wearing a white cloth on his head, and walked to Boss Song in a trembling voice, saying, "Brother, my mother has passed away."
When Boss Song heard this, his body suddenly shook, and the sadness on his face instantly spread.
His eyes became hollow, his lips trembled slightly, and he couldn't speak for a long time.
After a long time, Boss Song slowly closed his eyes, and a line of clear tears slid from the corners of his eyes.
He waved his hand powerlessly, asking Song Dabao and Gu Nan to retreat.
The room suddenly fell into a dead silence. Boss Song was immersed in sadness alone, recalling every bit of his mother, and his heart was filled with regret and pain.
After a while, Song Dabao walked into the room again, his face still full of grief.
He walked to Boss Song and said softly: "Brother, hurry up and go back with me to handle my mother's funeral."
Boss Song slowly opened his eyes, revealing endless sadness in his eyes.
He nodded slightly, stood up and followed his younger brother away.
Boss Song's steps were heavy and slow, and each step seemed to carry a thousand pounds of weight.
His heart was filled with guilt and regret, feeling that he had not fulfilled his responsibilities as a son and failed to allow his mother to enjoy her old age.
Song Dabao walked aside and looked at his elder brother from time to time, feeling very sad.
He knew that at this time, they had to be strong and handle the funeral for their mothers, so that they could leave with peace of mind.
Xi Yu sat in front of the window, frowned, his eyes full of confusion and thought.
His fingers gently tapped the table, making rhythmic sounds, as if telling his inner uneasiness.
He remembered the letter he received that day again. The contents of the letter were like a huge rock, pressing on his heart.
Someone in the letter wrongly accused Ouyang Linlin, which made him very confused.
In order to find out the truth, he has been working hard to investigate recently, but he has no clue.
Even the Ouyang family's former business competitors checked all of them, but found that they had nothing to do with this matter.
This made him even more confused and his doubts became deeper and deeper.
"Who is wrongly accusing Linlin? What is their purpose?" Xi Yu murmured to himself.
Wenxuan hummed a brisk little song and rode his bicycle on his way.
The sun shines on her face, the breeze blows through her hair, and she feels the long-lost freedom and happiness.
She hasn't been out for a long time to play. At this moment, she is like a bird breaking free from the cage, enjoying the beauty of nature to the fullest.
She came to a small bridge and was about to cross the bridge when she suddenly saw a man pushing a wooden car and slowly walking towards him.
There were many wine jars on the wooden car. As the car swayed, the wine jars made a slight collision sound.
However, when she saw the man's face clearly, she couldn't help but be stunned. This man was actually Hu Lin!
Hu Lin also saw Wenxuan, and his face immediately showed a look of joy.
His eyes were shiny, as if there were stars.
He stopped, looked at Wenxuan with a smile, and said, "I really didn't expect to meet you here."
Wenxuan widened his eyes, his face full of wonder.
She never expected Hu Lin to appear here.
Hu Lin looked at Wenxuan, his eyes full of sincerity, and he slowly told the truth: "Wenxuan, I always like you in my heart. So I want to stay in Youzhou, and I hope to have the opportunity to see you in the future."
Although Youzhou has a transit system, you can go through permanent residence procedures by staying here as a worker.”
Wenxuan was not moved at all after hearing Hu Lin's words.
Her face turned cold, and a hint of disgust appeared in her eyes.
"I don't like you, you'll die. It's not up to me if you're willing to work here, but please don't harass me."
Hu Lin's face showed a look of disappointment. He opened his mouth, trying to say something, but he didn't know how to speak.
He looked at Wenxuan silently, his heart full of bitterness.
He knew that his relationship might not be responded to, but he still couldn't help but want to get close to Wenxuan.
However, Wenxuan's attitude made him feel extremely disappointed and sad.
Wenxuan stepped on the bicycle without hesitation, and as soon as he pedaled his feet, the wheels turned rapidly.
She drove forward without looking back, leaving Hu Lin alone standing there.
Hu Lin looked at Wenxuan's departure back and felt a strong impulse in his heart.
He really wanted to rush up and catch Wenxuan, then hug her tightly, and force her to listen to his love in his heart.
But this thought only flashed through his mind, and he immediately woke up.
He knew that if he really did this, it would only make Wenxuan hate him even more.
Hu Lin hung his hands helplessly, his eyes full of loss and pain.
He could only silently watch Wenxuan's figure getting smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared from his sight.
His heart seemed to become empty as Wenxuan left.
Hu Lin stood there, not moving for a long time, like a statue.
Wenxuan's face kept popping up in his mind, and his beautiful face and clear eyes were unforgettable.
He knew that his feelings for Wenxuan had been deeply rooted in his heart and could not be easily erased.
Wenxuan rode his bicycle forward and had already walked far. Suddenly, Hu Lin's voice came from behind, and the sound drifted in the wind and came clearly into her ears.
"I will always love you at any time!"
Wenxuan felt even more disgusted when he heard this.
She frowned and accelerated her ride, as if she wanted to escape from Hu Lin's voice as soon as possible.
Her mood became worse, and her original good mood was completely ruined by Hu Lin.
Wenxuan continued to ride until he came to a willow tree.
She stopped her bicycle, leaned against the willow tree, and sighed deeply.
She looked at the surrounding scenery, but her heart was full of irritability.
Hu Lin's confession made her feel extremely troubled. She didn't know how to get rid of this man's entanglement.
The breeze gently blows by, and the willow branches sway, as if comforting Wenxuan.
She closed her eyes and tried to calm her mood. She told herself that she should not ruin her good mood because of Hu Lin.
She wanted to regain the joy of traveling and forget Hu Lin's existence.
Hu Lin returned to the store in a daze, his heart and eyes full of Wen Xuan's determination back and cold words. He was immersed in depression and could not extricate himself.
The scenes of meeting Wenxuan kept appearing in his mind, and the pain in his heart became stronger and stronger.
In a trance, Hu Lin accidentally knocked down a wine jar.
There was a loud "bang" sound, and the wine jar fell to the ground, splitting.
The old shop owner heard the sound and hurriedly walked over.
He saw the debris all over the ground and the wine spilled all over the floor, and he was furious.
"What are you doing, kid? You're so careless! Don't you know how valuable this wine jar is?" The old shop owner glared and insulted Hu Lin.
Hu Lin stood there blankly, letting the old shop owner scold him, his heart full of guilt and self-blame.
He knew he had made a mistake, but he was not in the mood to explain or apologize.
He just silently endured the insults of the old shop owner, but the pain in his heart did not relieve at all.
The old shop owner was still angry and said fiercely: "The money from this wine jar is deducted from your wages!"
Hu Lin lowered his head, with a helpless look on his face. He did not resist because he knew in his heart that it was indeed his own decision. "I understand, I will work hard to make up for my mistakes." Hu Lin's voice was low and hoarse.
The old shop owner snorted, turned around and left, leaving Hu Lin standing there alone, his heart full of regret and helplessness.
Hu Lin stood there for a long time before slowly squatting down and began to clean up the pieces of the wine jar on the ground.
His movements were mechanical and slow, as if he had lost his soul. Every time he picked up a piece of fragment, his heart felt as if he was stinging. This was not only the shattering of the wine jar, but also the shattering of the love that had just emerged in his heart.
After packing up the pieces, Hu Lin silently returned to his job and continued his heavy work.
Another night passed, the sunset in the sky gradually dissipated, and night fell quietly.
Wenxuan rode his bicycle and slowly returned to Youzhou College.
Along the way, the road was smooth and nothing else happened.
The breeze gently brushed across her face, but it could not heal her irritability.
When Dongfang Hong saw that Wenxuan's face was not good, she felt a little worried in her heart.
He quickly walked to Wenxuan and asked with concern: "Wenxuan, what happened? Why are your face so bad?"
Wenxuan's anger was suddenly ignited after hearing Dongfang Hong's words.
She said angrily: "You men are not good things!" After that, she returned to the office without looking back.
Dongfang Hong was inexplicably confused by Wen Xuan's words. He stood there, staring blankly at Wen Xuan's departure back.
He didn't understand what he did wrong, why Wenxuan was so angry. He scratched his head, his heart full of doubts and helplessness.
Dongfang Hong wanted to chase Wenxuan and asked clearly what was going on, but he was afraid that Wenxuan would be angry, and going by himself would only make her even more angry.
The next morning, the sun shone through the windows on the corridor, emitting a soft halo.
After a night of precipitation, Wenxuan's anger gradually dissipated.
She took a deep breath and took the initiative to come to Dongfanghong's office.
Wenxuan lowered his head slightly, with a hint of apology on his face, and said softly: "My attitude was a little rude yesterday, I'm sorry."
Dongfang Hong was sorting out the documents on the table. When he heard Wenxuan's words, he suddenly raised his head, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.
He immediately put down his work and walked quickly to Wenxuan.
"It's okay, it's okay. Wenxuan, I'm very happy if you can talk to me. Even if you scold me, it doesn't matter."
Dongfang Hong said with a smile, her face full of joy.
Wenxuan gave him a blank look and said angrily: "You are such a naughty." Dongfang Hong didn't care at all and still looked at Wenxuan with a smile.
Dongfang Hong looked at Wenxuan, her eyes full of curiosity, and asked again: "Then why are you angry? You can tell me now."
Wenxuan frowned slightly, sighed lightly, and then he slowly spoke up and told him something that someone had been entangled with.
"There is a man named Hu Lin who has been pestering me. I met him again when I went out to play yesterday. I was so annoyed..." Wen Xuan said, with a look of boredom on his face.
However, when telling Dongfang Hong, there seemed to be a feeling of pride in Wenxuan's heart, and a feeling of pride was quietly surging.
Although she didn't like Hu Lin, being pursued by others satisfies her vanity to some extent.
She unconsciously straightened her body, and a hint of undetectable pride appeared in her eyes.
Dongfang Hong's smile instantly frozen on her face, and a faint feeling of loss flashed in her eyes.
He listened quietly to Wenxuan's words, and an indescribable sadness surged in his heart.
Although he always knew that Wenxuan didn't like him, when he heard someone like Wenxuan so persistently, he felt that his heart seemed to be taken away.
A sense of powerlessness and frustration surged into his heart, and his eyes became dull.
Dongfang Hong looked at Wenxuan and forced a smile.
"Then you must handle this matter well and don't bother yourself."
Wenxuan looked at Dongfang Hong with a firm look on his face and said that he would handle this matter well.
Seeing this, Dongfang Hong quickly changed the topic and tried to ease the heavy atmosphere.
"I also want to take time to watch Xi Yu to comfort him in the pain of losing his son." Dongfang Hong said softly, with a hint of concern on her face.
Wenxuan nodded and turned around and left.
At night, the night is as bright as ink and the stars are dotted.
Dongfang Hong took time to come to the Prime Minister's Mansion.
The gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion was closed, and the lanterns at the door emitted a soft light.
Dongfanghong walked forward.
"Please inform me, I am Dongfang Hong, come to visit Lord Xi Yu." Dongfang Hong said politely.
The servant nodded and turned around and went in to report.
Not long after, the servant came back and led Dongfang Hong into the Prime Minister's Mansion.
The Prime Minister's Mansion was brightly lit, but there was a sense of sadness.
Dongfang Hong came to Xi Yu's study and saw Xi Yu sitting at the desk.
Dongfang Hong's heart tightened, she walked forward quickly, and said softly: "Xi Yu, I'll see you."
Xi Yu raised his head and smiled when he saw Dongfang Hong.
Dongfang Hong sat down opposite Xi Yu, looking at him, feeling full of sympathy.
He knew that the pain of losing his son was a huge blow to Xi Yu. At this time, he needed someone to accompany and comfort him.
"Xi Yu, you have to take care of yourself. I believe that time will slowly heal all the pain." Dongfang Hong said softly.
Xi Yu nodded slightly.
"I know, it's just that the pain is really unbearable."
The two were silent for a while, and Dongfang Hong said some comforting words, trying to make Xi Yu feel better.
Finally, Dongfang Hong stood up and said goodbye.
Dongfang Hong slowly walked out of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and the cool breeze at night gently brushed his face.
While walking, he recalled the meeting with Xi Yu just now, and always felt something strange.
Chapter completed!