But so what?

For him, what he minded was never her past, he just wanted her future.

Although he has not contacted her recently, it does not mean that he does not miss her or cares about her. He just wants to see if there is really no existence in her heart...

But who would have thought that something like this happened in the end?

"Xia Xia..." Cheng Yang's voice was choked with a hint of sob.

Qiao Anhao, who was standing beside him, knelt on the ground, lying on Lu Jinnian's chest and cried in a panic. Her hands grabbed Lu Jinnian's shirt, and because she tried too hard, her clothes were wrinkled into a ball.

When he cried to the end, he seemed to have a fetal aura. The pain made Qiao Anhao, who was nestled in Lu Jinnian's arms, tremble violently.

Outside the door of "A Hundred Years of Harmony", there was a sound of ambulances.

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When Xu Jiamu and Song Xiangsi came out of the Public Security Bureau, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon. The sunset outside the window was setting and the streets were covered with red.

In the police station, I didn't even bother to look at my phone. I stood at the door before I took it out. Lu Jinnian sent a text message saying that Qiao Anxia was out of danger and that she had not woken up yet. Cheng Yang was guarding her by the side, but the blade was infiltrated into the uterus, and I'm afraid there would be no chance to get pregnant in this life.

After reading the text message, Xu Jiamu's expression was extremely hard to see. There were also the scratched nail marks of Han Ruchu when he was crazy in the interrogation room. The blood was dry, but it looked a bit ferocious.

I brought Han Ruchu to the Public Security Bureau and drove the car with a sticker from Xu Jiamu.

When she walked to the car, Song Xiangsi glanced at Xu Jiamu, feeling that his mental state was a little weak, and said, "I'll drive."

Xu Jiamu paused for a moment, turned his head, looked at Song Xiangsi, then pulled away the passenger seat and sat in it.

Song Xiangsi started the car and slowly drove onto the road. When turning left on the road ahead, she turned to look at Xu Jiamu. The man leaned against the back of the car, closed his eyes, and looked calm as if he was asleep.

Song Xiangsi didn't bother Xu Jiamu all the way, and the car parked in the underground parking lot of Suyuan Apartment. Before she could speak, Xu Jiamu had already opened her eyes and her voice was very calm: "Have you arrived?"

Song Xiangsi nodded lightly, and Xu Jiamu pushed open the car door and got out of the car.

Back at the apartment, Xu Jiamu fell directly on the sofa and raised his hand to cover his eyes.

Song Xiangsi was very quiet. After looking at Xu Jiamu for a while, she poured him a glass of water and gently placed it on the coffee table. Then she took out the medicine box from below and reached out and was about to pull Xu Jiamu's hand down and medicine for the wound on his face, but she saw that the fingertips that covered his face were wet tears overflowing.

Song Xiangsi's movements suddenly paused.

The room was silent. After about half a minute, Xu Jiamu's sobs came very low.

One by one, it hit the deepest part of Song Xiangsi's heart, which made her feel a little sad. Finally, she raised her hand, gently held Xu Jiamu's hand, and whispered: "It's okay, I will be with you."

Actually, she really wants to say that I will always be with you.

But she knew that she could not accompany him forever, and she could only accompany him when he was most sad at this moment. When he was relieved and relaxed, she would leave.

Because, at that time, he didn't need her anymore.

PS: This chapter has been written for two hours~Woo~
Chapter completed!