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Chapter Six

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    Sang Rou died, the doctor said sorry.

    Feel sorry?  Yan Chen's mind was buzzing.  Sang Rou is dead.  Mi Yi sat on the ground, Yan Chen squatted beside him, and Mi Yi quietly said, "Why did this happen? Yesterday we discussed what the child's name should be?" Yan Chen held Mi Yi weakly, and said, "Sang Rou is dead.  , Yan Chen, deadchild" He couldn't continue, his sobs choked up.

    Yan Chen stood up, went outside the corridor and called Song Chenyu.

    "Sang Rou is dead. The ectopic pregnancy is bleeding." Yan Chen couldn't hear Song Chenyu's answer.  The buzzing in my head was getting louder.  "We're at the city hospital," she said, before hanging up.

    Mi Yi leaned against the wall and did not speak.  The two sat on the hospital bench for a long time.  Mi Yi said hoarsely, "You inform Song Chenyu."

    "I called."

    Mi Yi stood up and walked out, Yan Chen said: "Where are you going?" Mi Yi turned his back to her, and said wearily: "I'm afraid I will kill him." Yan Chen didn't answer.  Seeing Mi Yi walk away, her heart became more and more uncomfortable.

    When it was completely dark, Song Chenyu hurried over.  Yan Chen looked at him, in an expensive suit, with a handsome face.  She sneered suddenly, handed him the necklace in her hand, without saying anything.  Dragging two legs that were heavy for some unknown reason, it seemed as if he had gone through thousands of mountains and rivers, and finally reached the door of the house.

    She bent down and retched for a while, her internal organs were in sharp pain.  Opening the door and entering, Lin Shangyuan put down the phone and said, "I'm about to call you." Seeing Lin Shangyuan's face, her tears finally got out of control.  She lost her voice: "Sang Rou is dead." Lin Shangyuan was obviously stunned, after a while, he came over, hugged Yan Chen, and let her cry hissingly.

    Song Chenyu sat in the chair that Yan Chen had sat in.  Looking at the necklace, he didn't cry or speak.  The phone in his pocket kept ringing, making a very sharp sound, hissing to slice through flesh and blood.  The sword wounded the body too quickly, and the swordsman always had no time to reflect the pain before falling to the ground and dying.

    When Song Chenyu was eighteen years old, Sang Rou raised a clean face and said, "Song Chenyu, help me with the test paper."

    When Sang Rou was seventeen years old, Song Chenyu confiscated her love letter and said: "What do little hairy children know. Concentrate on preparing for the exam. Don't think about it." At that time, Song Chenyu was a junior in college.  Sang Rou said: "Song Chenyu, how many points do I need to test to go to your school?" Song Chenyu stood there in a daze, frowning: "You still have some ambition, study hard." When he walked out, the corners of his mouth were clearly raised.

    At the end of that summer, he settled her down under the scorching sun.  The neighbor's aunt said: "Your brother is really sensible." Sang Rou raised her sun-burned face and said, "He's my boyfriend." His hands trembled, probably because he didn't drop the water bottle.  When he left the dormitory, he said, "What nonsense did you just say?" Sang Rou looked at him, "Song Chenyu, why am I talking nonsense?" Song Chenyu was about to speak, but Sang Rou said, "Aren't you my boyfriend?" Song Chenyu  The sweaty face smiled under the gaze of those big eyes, and he said: "Did you know?" Sang Rou looked satisfied, shook his hands that hadn't been washed clean yet, and pulled them tightly  .

    Song Chenyu graduated, and said to Sangrou: "No skipping classes in the future." She nodded.

    "Eat on time." She nodded.

    "You are not allowed to go out with others." She nodded.

    "Tell those suitors that we are married." She nodded.

    Song Chenyu was really about to leave, she said: "I'm trying to graduate early, you wait for me." He said yes, with a gentle face.

    When she returned home after graduation, it was the news that he was going to get married.  That day she lowered her face full of tears and asked him: "Why? What's the matter?" He didn't speak.  She said: "Song Chenyu, do you remember what you said?" He remembered, of course he remembered.  However, it turns out that forever is only two years long.

    On the night of the wedding, she held his hand, just like that summer day.  She bit her lip and said, "If you say you don't love me, I'll let you go." He didn't say anything, just pulled his hand away, closed the door, and left.  He didn't know how to say it, he thought his reason was ridiculous.

    After he got married, he left the city where he lived.  When I came back occasionally, I heard my father talking about Sangrou's situation.  She was admitted as a stewardess and had a good life.  He goes to her and watches her walk out of the apartment building on the arm of a man.  He had a rising anger, but suppressed it.  He is not qualified to reprimand her.  She deserves better.

    However, seeing other people standing beside her made me feel so uncomfortable.  The man Sang Rou was looking for was tall and thin, with a face as refined and clean as Song Chenyu's.  She approaches them, looking for familiar scents.  Although I was disappointed again and again, I also felt a little relief.  Until that day when he suddenly appeared and called her Xiaorou, she burst into tears.  It turns out that she still loves him.

      He said wait, and she happily agreed.  After saying yes, it was so embarrassing without hesitation.

    The last time we met, we argued for a few words.  Sang Rou said, "Can you stay for two more days?"

    "No, her father is coming tonight and wants to go back for dinner." Seeing that she was silent and lowered his head, he said abruptly: "Xiaorou, don't forget that I'm not divorced yet." Just such a sentence,  Sang Rou seemed to have been slapped with a stick, she said: "Song Chenyu, I haven't forgotten that you are a married man. You are the one who forgot." Then she slammed the door and left.  He was drunk at the time.

    The nurse who came over asked him, "Is there anything I can do for you?" He wanted to shake his head, but he couldn't.  Standing up, the feeling of numbness came, he settled down, and he walked out of the hospital.  He drove directly to the place where Sang Rou lived, walked to the door, and found that he did not bring the key.  He stood there, not knowing what to do.  He sat down along the door and lit a cigarette.

    When Yan Chen woke up at dawn, Lin Shangyuan said: "I haven't slept all night, so early, what are you doing?"

    "I'll help Sangrou tidy up things, and get them done as soon as possible."

    Lin Shangyuan stood up and said, "I'll go with you."

    Yan Chen said, "I can handle it."

    Lin Shangyuan stopped talking and watched her wash her face and go out.

    As soon as Yan Chen stepped out of the elevator, he saw Song Chenyu sitting on the ground.  He looks up.  Only one night, the man's face faded from anger.  Yan Chen glanced at him, opened the door and went in, and came out with a set of clothes that Sang Rou liked.  When leaving, she said to Song Chenyu who was still sitting on the ground: "Sang Rou will be buried with her mother." When the elevator opened, she turned around and said, "Song Chenyu, why the hell did you love her?"  When it was closed, Yan Chen looked at the soot on the ground and cried.

    After dealing with Sang Rou's funeral, Yan Chen was a little tired.  Lin Shangyuan said: "Do you want to go out for a walk?" Yan Chen shook his head: "Mi Yi is still here." Lin Shangyuan listened, hugged her, Yan Chen leaned in his arms, and closed his eyes silently.  Sang Rou's sudden passing hit Mi Yi hard.

    Mi Yi couldn't take good care of Haile during this time, and he wanted to send her home.  He said to Yan Chen: "If we don't end up together, it would be cruel to make her rely on me like this."

    Seeing Mi Yi's listless look, Hai Le felt very sad.  She didn't know how to help him, and often sat at home with Mi Yi silently.  This day Yan Chen came and lost his temper, but Mi Yi refused to speak.  Yan Chen said: "Hai Le, let's go. I'll take you home." Hai Le listened, looked at Mi Yi, and said, "I want to be with him." Yan Chen said, "It's even more uncomfortable for him to see you.  Hai Le's eyes were red, and he said, "Mi Yi, when you get better, can I come back to live?" Mi Yi didn't speak, Hai Le pursed his lips and walked towards Yan Chen.  Yan Chen opened the door, Mi Yi came over and hugged Hai Le, he said: "I'm sorry, Hai Le, I'm sorry. I just couldn't accept it suddenly, Sang Rou, Sang Rou was trembling in my arms, I couldn't do anything  No. I'm just afraid that I won't be able to make you happy. Do you understand?" Haile cried and said, "Don't be afraid, Mi Yi, I will always be with you." (Remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.  com
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