During the week after waking up, Nuan Wen was nowhere to be seen. Xing Xingchen finally couldn't help it and asked Wen Wen, "Where's your sister? Why doesn't she come to see me?" G Tail shook the handle, intending to help Xing Chen get up to eat.

I ordered some fruit, but when I heard him ask this, I couldn't help but pause in my hand movements: "I've been busy taking care of you these days. I'm always running between the hospital and home. I haven't been to Dihao Mingyuan, and I haven't contacted my sister.

Or Susan."

What Wen Wen said is true. She wakes up early and works hard every day to take care of the horoscope. Sometimes she is so busy that she forgets the time. Although the relationship between her and her sister Wen Wen is very good, they are both adults and each has their own life. If

There's nothing special, we don't contact or meet every day.

She pursed her lips and added: "Maybe she is worried that it will be inconvenient to see you. I will give her a call later."

On that day, Wen Wenwen was beaten by Zhan Mu, and Wen Wenwen kept it from Xing Xingchen. If Xing Xingchen knew about it, he would probably fall ill again.

Wen Wen helped Xing Xingchen move the pillow behind him, opened the curtains, and let the light shine into the ward from the south-facing window. The humidifier placed in the corner was adjusted to the minimum, and a faint stream of water vapor sprayed out from it.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xingxing Chen looked up at Wen Wen...

Although tenderness and warmth are similar, they are also different. Her eyes are not as big as Wenwen. Wenwen is as big as the autumn pupils of Jianshui. The contrast between the whites of the eyes and the inner corners of the eyes is obvious. Her eyes are a kind of enchanting charm.

Although Gentle's eyes are not that big, they are narrow and narrow in shape, making her look extremely soft and graceful. Her figure also appears smaller, and her temperament is gentler than Warm.

Seeing that she looked sleepy and lost weight, as if she was the one who fell ill instead of him, Xingxing Chen's thoughts moved slightly and he said softly: "Ren Wen, thank you for taking care of me these days. Thank you for your hard work."

Already."

Wen Nuan pretended to be angry and said angrily: "You just thought of thanking me now? The first thing you do when you wake up is to ask my sister, don't you know that I can be angry too?"

He laughed: "I'm too stupid, don't be angry."

Wen Wen pouted, "I'm already angry."

"Really?" On the other side, looking at Wen Wenwen, Wen Wenwen was slightly startled, then put her hand into his palm, watching his fingers slowly close up, wrapping her hand.

He looked into her eyes and said sincerely, "When I recover, I will make it up to you."

Hearing the words, Rou Wen was startled again, her heart palpitating inexplicably. Her first reaction was to quickly withdraw her hand, "What can I do to make up for it? If you recover early, you have done me a favor. Besides, I should take care of you, who said

I am your... special assistant."

Wen Wenwen's face turned slightly red, and she quickly handed him the peeled fruit, but Xing Xingchen only thought that she was as cute as a younger sister, slightly curling her lips, but she didn't know that Wen Wen couldn't stand the "bewitchment" of his smile.

He turned around and said, "I'll go out and call my sister."

Wen Wen didn't know that Wen Wen's phone was in Ben's hand. When she heard someone on the other end answering the phone, she shouted excitedly: "Sister!"

Ben on the other end had a solemn look on his face. When he heard the voice, he recognized the tenderness. He covered the phone, looked back at Rong Jue, and asked for permission: "Young Master Rong, she is Miss Wen's younger sister."

At that time, Rong Jue and Ben had just come out of the Anleshan Funeral Home. Rong Jue looked haggard. He was sitting in the car and hugging the urn tightly in his arms. His face was as quiet as death, as if all the disturbances in the world were gone.

As if it had nothing to do with him, when he heard that Wen Wenwen had called, he raised his eyelids with difficulty.

His eyebrows moved, remembering that Wen Wen had warned him before, asking him to take good care of Wen Wen. However, it had only been a few short months. Not only did he fail to keep his promise, but he indirectly killed Wen Wen. Thinking of this,

Rong Jue's face couldn't help but become desolate, and he nodded slightly as acquiescence.

So, Ben said in a deep voice: "Sister Wen, I have something to inform you. Your sister Nuan Nuan was in a car accident and unfortunately... passed away."

After listening to Ben's words, Wen Wen on the other end suddenly showed a look of horror in her soft eyes: "What did you say? What happened to my sister? What did you say happened to her?!"

Obviously, Ben's sad and cautious statement made the unprepared Wenwen lose control. Her eyes widened and she was completely unable to accept the news for a while.

It’s so ridiculous. We haven’t seen each other for only a week. How could it be possible? How could it be possible?

There was a blank in Wen Wen's mind, as if someone had knocked on her forehead with a big drum. After a dizzy roar, there was nothing except the warm news of her sister's death hovering in her mind.

After a long time, Wen Wen remembered something and asked eagerly: "Wait a minute, you said my sister had a car accident. When did it happen? Why didn't we receive any notification? Also, she is here now

Where? I won’t believe it unless I see her!”

He had expected that she would not believe it, let alone her, not even his master. Ben sighed and told Wen Wen the location of the funeral home. After Wen Wen hurriedly hung up the phone, he left the hospital unconscious.

Before leaving, Xingxingchen saw her face pale and looking like she was about to leave in a hurry, and couldn't help asking: "Ren Wenwen, are you leaving? Has something happened to your sister?"

Wen Nuan's eyes were red, and she almost blurted out, but seeing Xing Xingchen's weak body, she couldn't bear to add another scar to his heart, so it took a lot of effort to suppress herself from saying it.

Shaking her head, she said: "No, I have something to do at the moment. I will go and come back right away."

Xing Xingchen seemed to see some clues, but before he could ask in detail, Wen Wenwen had already turned around and left.

When I walked out of the hospital, it started to rain again. It was not like the heavy rain of the previous few days, but a thin drizzle falling like threads, adding a bit of melancholy and sadness.

Wen Wen took a taxi and rushed to the funeral home. Rong Jue was standing upright with a box in his arms, his head drooping weakly, and his expression was sad. She couldn't help but rush over.

"Rong Jue, where is my sister? She wants to live and die and see her corpse. There is no basis. Why do you say that my sister..." After suddenly seeing the urn in Rong Jue's arms, the gentle voice stopped abruptly.

She stared blankly at the box that Rong Jue was holding tightly in his arms, staring in disbelief, as if it was an eyesore. For a long time, the expression in her eyes changed from disbelief to sadness and indignation.

Interspersed.

A layer of mist filled her eyes uncontrollably, and she looked at Rong Jue's face in shock and anger, "Rong Jue, what are you doing holding that thing?! Don't tell me, that thing is, is, yes……"

The three words "urn" were stuck in Gentle's throat and could not be uttered. It was like a fish bone stuck in his throat. His whole body could not stop trembling. His teeth clenched and unclenched, and then he clenched again.

It was Aben who choked up and said: "That... is Miss Wen's urn. We found it too late. The funeral home had already cremated the body. All we have left is this urn."

Suddenly, Wen Wenwen rushed forward as if she was going crazy, "Impossible! I don't believe it. I don't believe she will die without seeing my sister's body!"

First, the old man came over with a cane and pointed at a pair of golden crystal high heels in Ben's hand. "Girl, we didn't lie to you. Well, these high heels are your sister's legacy."

He looked over with gentle eyes: "No, these are not her shoes. I have never seen her wearing these shoes!"

She shook her head heavily, as if to convince herself, but in fact she was not sure whether it belonged to her sister.

The listless Rong Jue finally spoke and said in a hoarse voice: "It's hers, that day my old man took her to attend the Rong family's 20th anniversary celebration, and Nuan Nuan wore these shoes..."

He couldn't continue what he said. It would cost him his life to tell him that Wen Nuan was dead. However, Wen Wen, who was so shocked, couldn't understand his mood at this moment. He suddenly rushed up and grabbed Rong Jue's collar. .

She yelled: "Rong Jue, you piece of shit! You mean she went to attend the 20th anniversary celebration of your Rong family, right? Why did she go there? What did she do? You forced her again, right?! Could it be that she suffered some injustice at the celebration and the accident happened?!"

Wen Wenwen was so angry that she raised her hand to attack Rong Jue, but Ben stopped her: "Are you crazy?! Young Master Rong didn't know about it either. Wen Wen Wen was brought here by Mr. Rong. Don't blame Young Master Rong. This matter has nothing to do with him." It doesn’t matter!”

"Let me go!" Wen Geng persisted, "Who says it has nothing to do with him? If it weren't for him, his father would have taken my sister to the celebration? Rong Jue, aren't you very capable? Your father took her away My sister, how could you not know? Then tell me, what happened at the celebration?! You can’t speak out, can you?! She was really bullied, right?!"

Seeing that Rong Jue remained silent, she angrily threw off Ben's restraints, rushed over and raised her hand to punch Rong Jue in the face, head, shoulders, and back, and kept scolding: "Why don't you speak? You speak, you Didn’t you promise me to take good care of my sister? Why did you let her die? Why wasn’t you the one who died? You bastard, it’s you who deserves to die!”

The gentle scolding made Rong Jue's lowered eyebrows flicker slightly. In a daze, he only heard one sentence - how could you let her die? Why was it not you who died! You bastard, you are the one who deserves to die. !

Yes, why did he love her but let her go to this point? Why did he force her to die? Why wasn't he the one who died? Indeed, he was the one who deserved to die...

Seeing that his eyes were getting darker and darker, Ben was frightened, worried that his master was thinking wildly, and quickly stepped forward to hug the emotional Wen Wen.
Chapter completed!