Her lips trembled slightly and she wanted to say something, but found that her voice was stuck in her throat and could not come out.

"How is it possible..."

"Doctor, did you make a wrong diagnosis?"

Mrs. Sang murmured over and over in her heart.

Trying to find a reasonable explanation to calm the turmoil in my heart.

Still can't accept this fact.

She fell to her knees in front of the doctor and looked at him with pleading eyes.

Grabbing the doctor's collar was like grabbing the only life-saving straw in the world.

When the news of his death came out, no one could accept it.

But the doctor still has to perform other operations and needs to rest.

He has seen too many deaths and separations and has become numb.

I can only comfort you:

"The family members express their condolences."

"We have tried our best in this matter, but we still cannot snatch his life from the hands of death."

Still the same words.

Mrs. Sang bit her fingers and tears wet her cheeks.

In this shock and helplessness, she could only silently endure the inner torment and struggle.

Right now.

She really hoped that time could go back, allowing Sang Jinan to return to the moment when all this had not happened, to change the past, to change her own brother.

But it's too late.

The joy of the dream and the pain of reality collided with each other, and Mrs. Sang was very desperate and frightened.

Shian clenched his fists tightly and took a deep breath.

His suffering was not much better than Mrs. Sand's.

Even though the nails were deeply embedded in the palms, causing pain, it was far less painful than the helplessness and panic in my heart.

Shi'an plucked up the courage and walked into the operating room, not forgetting to look back and give her a deep look.

Mrs. Sang didn't dare to look.

Whenever I closed my eyes, I saw Sang Jinan lying on the ground, in pieces.

Shi'an thought she felt guilty.

When he saw his lover covered in blood and completely unrecognizable, he clenched his fists in hatred and veins bulged.

The only thing that was clear to him was the diamond ring on Sang Jinan's ring finger.

It is very abrupt and it shines abruptly.

If you look closely, you will find that the diamond has broken.

When Shi'an saw this heart-wrenching scene, tears couldn't help but flow down from the corners of his eyes.

He lay on the bed, holding his lover's hand, crying inconsolably.

The belief in revenge flashed in his eyes.

The stormy crying turned into silent sobbing.

Mulberry lemon.

Why don't you come in to see him?

It's obvious that this car accident was caused by you.

But you want me to bear the pain and despair alone.

from now on.

How should he face this world?

How to face the cold tombstone and two babbling babies?

There was no response, and the cold air conditioning pierced into my bones.

His eyes were fixed on Sang Jinan's face.

There was a kind of determination and coldness in his eyes, as if he had made up his mind to turn all the hatred and pain into the power of revenge and make Sang Ning pay the price he deserved.

Just because.

He had the same dream.

I dreamed that Sang Ning had the happiest life.

Everyone lives happily and joyfully.

So is Sang Jinan.

Unfortunately, he was no longer there at the beginning or the end of the dream, just like a poem that was casually passed by.

Sang Jinan married An Juanjuan.

It was like he had never been here.

Seeing that happy scene really hurt his eyes.

Hatred also quietly emerged at that time.

If the ending was really like that, he admitted that he was blinded by jealousy, so he would rather kill Sang Ning, the troublemaker, than have that ending.

Fear of being abandoned.

When the dream ended, Shi'an was relieved, but he also learned from Sang Ning that he had been rescued.

How can I not hate it?

He wished he could send Sang Ning to hell and make him reflect on why he existed.

This moment.

Shian has completely changed.

He didn't shed tears when Sang Jinan was buried.

The coldness ate away at his heart.

Return home.

Shi'an was just like he used to be, happily feeding the two babies and coaxing them to sleep.

I took this opportunity to buy some items on the black market.

On the side of the road, he saw a very familiar figure.

That person was none other than Sang's mother.

She was carrying bags of clothes she had just purchased from the mall and was happily preparing to go home.

"With all these beautiful clothes, I can make up for all the things I owe my daughter from birth to now. It's time for her to change her mind and recognize me as her mother again, right?"

Shi'an didn't want to meddle in other people's business, and even wanted to just pass by and have nothing to do with it.

After all, Sang's mother was the one who was most opposed to him and Sang Jinan going abroad.

When I heard these words.

Shian stopped.

The scene of Sang's mother and Sang Ning, a happy couple with loving mother and filial son, flashed through my mind.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly in mockery and contempt.

My heart was suddenly filled with anger and unwillingness.

The humiliation and pain in the dream were engraved on his heart like a brand, constantly reminding him to remember it and turn it into motivation for revenge.

You want to change your mind, right?

Sang Ning will never be able to obtain any happiness.

Shian took a deep breath and then squeezed out two tears.

* "Hello?" Mrs. Sang answered the phone weakly with her shoulders trembling slightly.

"I'm sorry to bother you so late at night."

"But there is something I need to tell you."

"Shi'an and Sang's mother took you to court for Sang Jin'an's death..."

"They said that although you were right at the scene, the surveillance camera was broken, and there were also witnesses who said that you pushed him."

Mrs. Sang's pupils dilated in disbelief.

"How is it possible..."

She murmured.

Lu Xingze: "Of course, I will definitely stand on your side."

"I believe you would never commit murder."

"However, Shi'an and Sang's mother were obsessed with you, and they didn't show up at the funeral because they felt guilty."

in other words.

The elder sister refused to see her brother's body again, and she even didn't go to the cemetery.

There is no contradiction between the two, it is just guilt and guilty conscience.

Before Mrs. Sang could recover from the death of Sang Jinan, she was accused of murdering her brother.

She was also helpless.

Not to mention that those who were charged with crimes also included close relatives.

"I didn't kill him."

“I just can’t get out.”

Lu Xingze hummed.

"I trust you."

"I will find the evidence and get you bail."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Actor Xie came in from outside holding some fruit.

He gently tucked the hair hanging on her cheek behind her ear and wiped away the tears that had flowed from her face with his fingertips.

"Why are you crying again?"

"No." Mrs. Sang pursed her lips and denied it.

Mrs. Sang also didn't expect that Sang's mother would work together with Shi'an to push her to the forefront of the legal wave.

It seems like there is a big contrast between the dream and the present.

Her mother, who was still suffering from withdrawal symptoms, didn't know what happened to her.

There is always sand in my eyes.

Mr. Xie just smiled.

Didn't expose her.

No one noticed that his fingers were shaking.

He heard it clearly just now when he was outside the door.

He also knew that his strong wife would always choose to endure it all silently.