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Nanhua's hands holding the newspaper trembled like fallen leaves blown by the wind.

After several minutes, she seemed to come out of the ice and snow.

She looked down at the newspaper, trying to read it more carefully.

She knew every word in the black typeface on it, but couldn't read it together, so she had to look at the photo attached to the news.

The photo showed a black car that had been smashed into pieces, stuck in the middle of the mountain, covered with mud, and the car was hit so hard that its brand could not be distinguished.

However, the cliffs, the car accident, the two people, the location and characters all match up.

Huo Beiyao and Xiao Wen were in bad luck.

It's good to die, she thought bitterly in her heart.

He should have died long ago.

A man with a vicious heart who kills his wife and son is not worthy of living in this beautiful world. It's a pity that Xiao Wen was implicated by that bastard.

Taxis passed by one by one, but she forgot to reach out to stop them.

Dead trees generally stand in the wind.

She wanted to laugh, wanted to laugh out loud, laughing at Huo Beiyao, evil will be rewarded with evil.

She struggled to mobilize the muscles on her face, and smiled at the sky. Too much taste climbed onto her face, and that smile twisted into an indescribable expression.

Laughing, laughing, her tears flowed down.

She raised her hand and wiped away her tears fiercely, but the tears couldn't be wiped clean, more and more.

She scolded herself for being worthless.

She actually cried for that scumbag.

She hated herself for being so useless.

for a long time.

Nan Hua moved her feet and walked forward numbly, still holding the newspaper in her hand, which had been crumpled into a ball by her grasp.

I don't know where to go, I just want to go forward, keep going.

She walked forward in a daze.

She remembered that when she was 13 years old on the way home from school, she was bullied by gangsters, but luckily Huo Beiyao met her and saved her.

The boy carried her to the hospital in his thin arms, comforting her strangely but tenderly.When treating the wound, he was afraid that she would cry, so he stuffed a lollipop into her mouth.

From then on, whenever she ate that brand of lollipop, she would think of that handsome boy.

Walking to the intersection, Nan Hua turned a corner blankly, and saw a pastry shop facing the street, and the aroma of durian cakes wafted into her nostrils.

She remembered that when she was 15 years old, once she finished her homework and was hungry, she especially wanted to eat durian cakes from a certain store.

But it was too late, she didn't dare to go out to buy it, and it was even less likely that her parents would buy it for her.

She posted a photo of Durian Crisp on Qzone, with a drool emoji.

Not long after, the doorbell rang, and she ran to open the door, and saw a heroic young man standing outside, holding a large bag of fragrant durian cakes in his hand.

He thrust the durian crisp into her hand coolly, turned around and left without saying a word.

After that, he contracted her durian cakes until her teeth developed dental caries.

She suddenly laughed, laughed, laughed, tears streaming down again.

In the past, she was short of energy and blood, and her hands and feet would be cold in winter, as cold as ice.

He squeezed her hand, put it in his pocket, and covered her feet at night, and didn't let go until her feet were hot.

Every time the two of them walked on the road, he would always stand on the side near the car on the outside, protecting her inside.

Once it rained, Huo Beiyao held up an umbrella, and most of the umbrella was on her side.

She quietly pushed the umbrella towards him, but he pushed it back again, and when he got home, most of his shoulders were wet...

There are too many memories about them, which are very ordinary, but they are pains that she will never forget in her life.

People are really strange.

Before, she hated him all, all hatred, only hatred left!

However, when she learned that he was seriously injured in a car accident and was about to die, all she thought of was his kindness to her.

In the past, in the past, he used to love her so much, love her so much, love her so much, his heart and eyes were all about her.

She remembered that when they were in love, they were separated for a long time, and they would miss each other so much that they would panic.

He said that he wished he could carry her in his pocket and take her with him wherever he went, so that he wouldn't have to think about her all the time...

She was heartbroken.

Tired from walking, Nan Hua found a bench by the side of the road and sat down.

He took out his mobile phone from his bag and dialed it to Shen Zechuan, "Brother, is Huo Beiyao with you?"

Shen Zechuan was silent for two or three seconds and replied: "Yes."

Nanhua's breathing was light, and she asked cautiously, "He, is he awake?"

"No, unconscious."

Nan Hua's heart skipped a beat, "Is he serious?"

"serious."

Nanhua's heart was beating so fast that her mouth was full of blood.

"I'll go find you right away!" After saying this, she didn't even bother to hang up her phone, and stood up from the bench quickly.

He trotted to the side of the road, tiptoed and raised his head to see if there was a taxi.

After finally looking forward to a car, she hurriedly raised her hand to stop it. Before the car stopped, she opened the door and jumped in. She said to the driver: "Master, hurry up! Go to the Municipal People's Hospital! Emergency Department!"

After pressing the empty license plate, the driver asked Nanhua, "Is your friend injured?"

Nanhua's mind was in a mess, and her mind was full of Huo Beiyao's bloody figure injured in a car accident. She didn't hear what the driver said, so she subconsciously said "um".

"Is the injury serious?" The master is a warm-hearted person. Seeing her pale face, he couldn't help but ask a word of concern.

Nanhua clutched the bag tightly with her fingers, and said a vague "hmm" again.

The driver held the steering wheel and asked sympathetically, "Girl, are you okay?"

"Ah."

The driver gave her a complicated look, and finally closed his mouth.

Arrive at the Municipal People's Hospital.

Nan Hua took out a hundred-yuan note from her wallet and handed it to the driver, pushed the door open, jumped out of the car, and ran towards the emergency department.

The driver held up a handful of change and shouted at her back: "Girl, look for your change!"

Nan Hua couldn't hear it at all, and ran all the way to the emergency department building, just as she saw a nurse carrying a bloody man out of the ambulance on a stretcher.

With a bang in her head, she chased after him desperately, and kept looking after the bloody face, and kept looking, and finally, she saw that the face was not Huo Beiyao's.

She stopped.

He patted his chest hard, trying to push back his beating heart.

Running into the emergency department again, she panted and asked the nurse: "Have you received a wounded man named Huo Beiyao here? He was sent here last night or this morning."

The nurse on duty stared at her, "Who are you?"

"family."

It's a family member. The marriage has not yet been divorced, and she is still his legal wife.

The nurse swiped the mouse, looked it up on the computer, checked it for a while, and said, "No."

Nan Hua was startled, "Could you please check it out again? His name is Huo Beiyao, Huo from Huo Yuanjia, Bei from the north, Yao from Yao Shunyu. By the way, there was another man named Xiao Wen who was sent here with him. of."

The nurse checked again, and after a long time, the same sentence remained: "No."

"How could it not be?"

Shen Zechuan clearly said that he was with them.

It was only then that Nan Hua remembered to call Shen Zechuan.

After the call was connected, she said very quickly: "Brother, I came to the emergency department of your hospital, but the nurse said that he was not on the list. Has he been sent to another hospital?"

Shen Zechuan's cold and slightly impatient voice came from the phone: "He's not in the hospital."

He's not in the hospital anymore?

He is so injured, where can he go if he is not in the hospital?

Suddenly, Nanhua thought of a place.

Heart suddenly fell to the bottom.

The blood rushed out of her heart and her body, and her whole body began to cool down rapidly.

It was obviously summer, but she was shivering from the cold.

Her legs were so weak that she couldn't stand, she squatted down slowly, covered her mouth, and said in tears: "He, he, he was sent to the crematorium, right?"