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Chapter 1889 Hot spring bath

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    As soon as I turned my eyes, I saw Mrs. Song standing guard in front of the hospital bed.

    After one repair, her face was much better than before, but the scars could still be seen, and one of her eyes seemed to be covered with a thin layer of fog.

    That¡¯s Mrs. Song¡¯s injured eye.

    After treatment, her injured eye was able to vaguely see shadows, but not clearly.

    Because of this, Mrs. Song developed the habit of wearing sunglasses, and she only took them off when she was guarding Song Zian.

    Because of the successive blows, Mrs. Song's face was obviously older, and the fine wrinkles at the corners of her eyes told the fact that she was no longer young.

    Song Zian felt a little sour.

    When Mrs. Song saw him waking up, the look on her face immediately became lively, "You're awake, are you hungry?"

    Song Zian shook his head slightly. Because the injury was a bit serious and he had been receiving nutritional fluids for the past two days, he was really not hungry at all.

    Mrs. Song asked again with concern, but all she got were negative answers from Song Zian. After asking, he said: "Mom, please let the nurse come in."

    Mrs. Song understood immediately and asked the nurse to come in, and she walked out.

    When she came back in, Mrs. Song's eyes were a little red. It was obvious that she had cried when she went out.

    She held Song Zian's hand and spoke gently, "Zian, after so many things, I have figured it out. I will no longer force you. You can do whatever you want, and I will silently support you behind your back."

    Song Zian¡¯s lips trembled, ¡°Mom¡­¡±

    Mrs. Song wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes, "When you were in a coma, I stayed by the bed and thought a lot. I did so many wrong things in the past and was driven by greed, which made you and Qingran such a lovers.  After the abrupt separation, the Xun family got up again, and I thought more than once that you could get back together with her."

    She let out a long sigh and looked a little defeated, "It's all my fault. If I could have realized my fault earlier, your sister might not have to die."

    Song Zian's expression moved slightly. He had actually found out that the reason why Song Zirou escaped that night had something to do with Zhu Xiaowei, so he was merciless to Zhu Xiaowei and forced her to be almost abandoned by her family. Although she still had some  There was some money left, but it was only enough for Zhu Xiaowei to live comfortably for three to five years.

    From being a daughter of a wealthy family to reaching this level, you can imagine the gap in Zhu Xiaowei's heart.

    It is precisely because of this that Zhu Xiaowei drove her car to hit him, hoping to die with him.

    Song Zian was only injured in that collision. The driver was sitting in the driver's seat. His injuries were much more serious. He is still not out of danger yet.

    Zhu Xiaowei is not much better. Her injuries are not that serious. Her head was hit and she is still in a coma. If she cannot wake up during this time, she will most likely become a vegetative state.

    ¡°But even if she wakes up, Zhu Xiaowei will soon face accountability. The rest of her life will not be much better to the naked eye.

    Now that Song Zian was facing his mother's guilt and self-blame, he suddenly had the urge to tell her the truth. But then he thought about it, with Mrs. Song's temperament, if she knew that sending her away that night had something to do with Zhu Xiaowei, there was no guarantee that she would not be able to tell her the truth.  I will go to Zhu¡¯s house to make a scene.

    He is injured again now and needs a good rest. He is really unable to clean up Mrs. Song's mess.

    So this idea circulated in Song Zi'an's mind, and was quickly rejected.

    Mrs. Song didn¡¯t know what Song Zian was thinking, so she told him a lot sincerely, expressing her regrets every sentence.

    At the end of the sentence, Mrs. Song asked with a tearful look: "Zian, is it really possible that you and Qingran have no chance at all?"

    Song Zian's fingertips trembled, and he shook his head with a wry smile unconsciously, "Mom, there is really no possibility for me and her. You should know very well what kind of person she is. When it is over, it is over, even if  No matter how much regret I have, I will never look back."

    Mrs. Song closed her eyes, "It's all my fault. If you want to blame, blame me. That way I can feel better."

    Song Zian looked away and did not answer.

    "If he had any resentment towards Mrs. Song, he felt a little bit in his heart, but mostly he still blamed himself.

    "If he had not easily believed Mrs. Song and the others at that time, he would not have been imprisoned in the Song family, so that they began to part ways from then on, with no possibility of turning back.

    Mrs. Song sobbed and murmured that it was all hers.Meng smiled and agreed.

    "Compared to the previous female stars who didn't sing very well, his singing was much better. After finishing the song, he received a lot of praise.

    Next, the middle-aged man kept talking to Qimeng, as if he had a good impression of him.

    After the banquet was over, the middle-aged man and Qi Meng exchanged contact information with each other and proposed to go out for dinner together next time when they were free.

    Qingran saw all this and had no intention of stopping it.

    Although Qi Meng would show a look of rejection in his brows where middle-aged men couldn¡¯t see him, he still didn¡¯t look like someone who would force others to do anything.

    If you are in love with me, no one can say anything.

    When leaving, Qi Meng walked up to Qing Ran and offered to exchange contact information with Qing Ran, but she politely refused.

    "Okay then" Qi Meng's beautiful eyebrows showed a bit of disappointment, and he smiled again. Under the light, his outstanding facial features looked even more beautiful, "Then I hope I can have a chance to have dinner with Mr. Xun next time.  "

    Qingran smiled, then opened the door and got in the car.

    As the car drove away from here, Qingran leaned back in the chair and closed her eyes to rest, and soon she forgot about this young man whom she had met once.

    ¡­¡­

    Time has quickly arrived in January, it is already the end of the year, and the company has more overtime work. Most of the week is spent working overtime, and one or two days will be overtime until late at night.

    Not only Qing Ran¡¯s company is busy, but Tang Hong¡¯s company is too, and even busier. After all, Tang Hong¡¯s company has a wider scope.

    Because of the busy schedule at the end of the year, they have not seen each other for ten days. The last time they met was during the New Year's Day holiday.

    On this day, I worked overtime until late at night again.

    Today is Saturday. It is supposed to be a day of rest, but I am still busy in the company.

    After finishing her work for the day, she got up to stretch her muscles and prepare to spend the night in the small room in the office.

    As soon as I walked into the small room, my phone rang.

    It was Tang Hong who called.

    Qingran pressed the answer button, walked to the sofa and sat down, closed her eyes and rested, "Why are you calling me at this time? Did you just get off work?"

    "Are you off work?"

    ¡°I just finished today¡¯s work five minutes ago and am ready to take a bath and go to bed.¡±

    They have made an appointment to go out to the hot springs tomorrow, so tonight, Qingran wants to have a good sleep so that she can have the energy to go to the hot spring villa tomorrow.

    "That's good, come on down."

    Qingran opened her eyes and had a vague guess in her heart, "What?"

    ¡°I¡¯m downstairs in your company, and I¡¯ll take you to the hot springs in advance today.¡±

    Qing Ran glanced at the dark night sky outside the window, "If I read it correctly, it is now eleven o'clock in the evening. We will set out for the hot spring villa at this time. It will be at least one o'clock when we arrive."

    Tang Hong leaned on the car and looked at the empty hall in front of him, "Are you going?"

    Qingran only hesitated for a second before replying: "Go."

    We have to go anyway, there is no difference between today and tomorrow.

    She stood up immediately, picked up her coat and bag, and walked out of the office.

    The lights in other places that were originally brightly lit have dimmed, and only occasionally one or two people are still working overtime. More people have packed up and left, and some who don¡¯t want to go back have already got into sleeping bags to rest.

    Qingran took a quick look, then withdrew his gaze and continued walking forward.

    When we arrived at the hall downstairs, we looked out and saw Tang Hong waiting on the roadside.

    She quickened her pace and walked towards him, looking at the smile on his lips, she also laughed.

    As soon as she stepped out of the hall, the howling cold wind outside hit Qing Ran, making her shiver involuntarily.

    There was a heavy snowfall yesterday, and except for the road, everything else was covered with a layer of white.

    When Tang Hong saw Qing Ran, he knew it was very cold at this time, so he took the initiative to open the car door for Qing Ran and waited for her to get in the car.

    "You're wearing so little, aren't you cold?"

    He wore a turtleneck sweater underneath and a coat outside, which made Qing Ran feel a little cold just looking at it.

    "It's not cold." Tang Hong took the initiative to hold Qingran's hand. Qingran found that his hand was warm and not cold, so he felt relieved and got in the car.

    As soon as she got in the car, the heater in the car enveloped Qing Ran, dispelling the chill brought in from outside.

    "It's already so late, why did you suddenly mention that you want to go to the hot spring villa today?"

    "I suddenly wanted to go. I'm going anyway, it doesn't matter if it's earlier or later." Tang Hong started the engine and the car drove forward.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)"I suddenly wanted to go. I'm going anyway, it doesn't matter if it's earlier or later." Tang Hong started the engine and the car drove forward.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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