Yu Jinwen left like this.

When Nan Song hated him the most, she didn't even think about letting him die.

But now, he is dead.

Died together with Qiao Leng.

The last time he was in a car accident was three years ago, and that time almost killed him. Nan Song spent more than three hours piecing together the broken bones in his body piece by piece;

The last time, he suffered a severe head injury and intracranial congestion. Nan Song went into the operating room and performed a craniotomy on him, once again bringing him back from the dead.

But this time, Nan Song didn't even have time to save him, and he just died.

Morgue.

Nan Song sat blankly and stayed with him for a long time.

Looking at the extremely pale face lying on the cold bed frame, she almost didn't dare to recognize that this was the man she had loved for ten years.

He was still handsome and cold, with his thin lips pursed into a straight line, looking inhumane.

It was this calm, indifferent face that once hurt her deeply.

Nan Song looked at Yu Jinwen and couldn't help but think:

If, if they had never met;

If, if she had not fallen in love with him;

If, if everything between them could end completely at the moment of divorce...

So, will the current tragedy not happen?

He and she will live happily in two different worlds, one in the north and one in the south.

She didn't even have time to say goodbye to him properly.

*

The Yu family came one after another from Beicheng, and Yu Fengjiao also rushed back from Meisuli.

Shen Liushu also came.

The whole family gathered around Yu Jinwen and cried loudly. Their grief-stricken cries were sad to hear.

Nan Song squatted outside and looked at the wooden hairpins that were broken into two parts and held by Yu Jinwen and Yan Yuan respectively.

The hairpin was broken in the middle, and it was broken into the same length. The two characters "Nan Song" engraved on it were divided into two parts. The head and tail were stained with red blood.

No matter how much I wipe it, it can't be wiped clean.

It looked like it was stained with red paint.

Several figures came over, and a suit jacket was draped on Nan Song.

Luo Junheng, Su Rui, Quan Yeqian, He Shen, Ji Yun, and Bai Luyu all arrived and stayed outside with Nan Song.

When the Yu family came out of the morgue, Nan Song stood up on his knees and opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to comfort him. He only opened a pair of red eyes and held the hairpin tightly in his hand.

Yu Fengjiao cried and fainted once, but woke up again. The woman who had always been so heroic and graceful was now in a state of despair due to unspeakable vicissitudes of life.

She also had red eyes, and slowly stretched out her arms towards Nan Song.

Nan Song broke through her guard instantly and threw herself into her arms. The former mother-in-law and daughter-in-law hugged each other and burst into tears.

Mrs. Yu also leaned in Mr. Yu's arms, sobbing.

Shen Liushu stood outside the crowd, his usually elegant face now showing a hint of decadence, and his eyes behind his glasses were also clearly red.

His only son, just gone, walked in front of him.

The most painful thing in the world is when a white-haired person gives a black-haired person a gift.

People from the Yan family knew that something had happened to their son, and they came one after another from the capital. However, after seeing Yan Yuan, they came to the Yu family and bowed deeply.

It is both a moment of silence and a moment of gratitude.

The traffic police simulated a 3D animation of an accident.

When there was a car accident, Yu Jinwen, who was sitting in the driver's seat, put himself in maximum danger and left a glimmer of hope for Yan Yuan, who was sitting in the passenger seat.

They also thanked Nan Song. Without her, Yan Yuan would not have been saved.
Chapter completed!