After the divorce, the ex-wife kept losing her vest

Chapter 386 Ex-husband wakes up
"what's up?"

Quan Yeqian looked at Nan Song, who had veins on his forehead, and frowned, "You're so good, why do you suddenly have a headache?"

"Nerve-stimulating."

Su Rui's voice was deep, "In addition, I am tired during this period. Migraines are the most common thing when people are extremely tired and under high pressure."

Bai Luyu and Quan Yeqian looked at Nan Song with their dagger-like gazes.

The faces of the two people looked as ugly as the other.

"I think you'll drive yourself crazy sooner or later!"

Bai Luyu was so angry that he wanted to poke Nan Song on the forehead, but considering her current headache, he stretched out his hand and then retracted it.

Nan Song had a splitting headache and didn't want to say a word.

Seeing that her face was really ugly, Luo You looked at her worriedly, "I just took the medicine. Let's go out and let her take a nap and rest for a while."

She put the fruit plate on the bedside for Nan Song and touched Nan Song's head.

"If you're hungry, just eat some fruit."

Compared to her fierce brother, my sister-in-law is more considerate.

Nan Song forced a smile, lay down and closed his eyes.

Everyone sighed inwardly, exited the room one after another, and closed the door gently.

Mr. Nan was squatting by the wall smoking a cigarette. When he saw them coming out, he raised his head and asked, "How is Girl Song?"

"Took the medicine and fell asleep."

Su Rui said something and asked the old man, "It is said that a wooden hairpin caused the trouble?"

"Yes."

Mr. Nan said: "As for the wooden hairpin that was broken into two pieces, Xiao Song brought it over and asked me to repair it. I thought it couldn't be repaired, but now I have a look and it's actually healed."

"All right?"

Bai Luyu looked surprised. He was at the scene at the time, but he saw with his own eyes that half of the wooden hairpin fell out of Yu Jinwen's palm, and it was still stained with blood.

The other half is in Yan Yuan's hands.

A wooden hairpin was broken into two pieces, and each of the two men was holding one piece. One was dead and the other was injured.

I have to say, it is also very magical.

Thinking of this, Bai Luyu got goosebumps all over his body and asked Grandpa Nan, "What's a good idea? Are the two pieces of wood stuck together again?"

"Not only are they stuck together, they look like they've never been broken."

Nan Sancai sighed and narrowed his cloudy eyes, "I have been in this business for so many years and I have seen all kinds of strange and weird objects, but this is the first time I have seen this wooden hairpin."

When everyone heard this, their faces were full of shock and they looked at each other.

"Grandpa, where is the wooden hairpin? Can you show it to us?" Bai Luyu rubbed his hands, eager to see the magical object.

Nan Sancai smoked his pipe twice and nuzzled his lips toward the room, "It's in the hands of Girl Song."

Everyone looked into the room with complicated expressions.

In the room, Nan Song was holding the wooden hairpin, and his white fingers were carefully stroking the lines on it.

Her head still hurt and she was very tired, but when she closed her eyes, she couldn't fall asleep.

As soon as I close my eyes, all that flashes through my mind is Yu Jinwen.

Terrible!

Until now, even she didn't know whether it was Yu Jinwen who refused to let her go, or whether she refused to let herself go.

It is said that when people die, they go to heaven or to earth.

Just think that he is in heaven.

So which cloud is he hiding behind now?
Could he be peeking at her secretly?

Nan Song smiled bitterly, closed her eyes, and clenched the hosta in her hand: She was afraid she was really crazy.

*
Su Rui and Bai Luyu came to the hospital and told Luo Junheng and Yan Yuan about the hairpin.

Yan Yuan recovered somewhat and was able to speak.

Hearing that Nan Song had such a big reaction to the wooden hairpin, Yan Yuan couldn't help but clench his hands, remembering the moment when the car overturned, and there was the sound of blood dripping in the carriage.

He shot Qiao Leng in the head, but at the same time, the large truck rushed towards them.

He was sitting in the passenger seat, which was originally the most dangerous position, but at the critical moment, Yu Jinwen actually made a turn and put himself in a dangerous situation.

Immediately afterwards, the car overturned.

His head hurt so bad that he thought his neck might be broken.In the palm of my hand, a long and small thing was suddenly stuffed.

Like a wooden stick.

A hoarse, weak voice came from my ears, "Help me, take care of her."

Who is she?
No need to ask, I know.

Yan Yuan's light gray eyes narrowed slightly, that hairpin belonged to Nan Song.

But he didn't know the story about this wooden hairpin.

Does the wooden hairpin represent their past?

*
Yu Jinwen had a big dream.

In the dream, a thin figure squatted in front of the tombstone, crying so hard that his shoulders kept shaking.

The cry was heartbreaking to hear.

He slowly approached and saw clearly that the photo on the tombstone was actually him.

He had a serious face, his brows were furrowed, and his eyes were full of world-weariness.

I don’t even remember when it was taken.

The crying figure was even more familiar. He was so familiar that even looking at her back, he could imagine her appearance.

It was a face that had haunted him in his heart and in his dreams for who knows how long.

Is Nan Song crying for him?
Not only did she cry, she also scolded.

Call him a bastard, call him irresponsible, call him always so selfish.

He walked over and wanted to hug her and tell her to stop crying.

She was right, he was a bastard!

Don't cry over a bastard, you idiot.

But he opened his mouth and was speechless; he wanted to hug her, but failed.

I could only watch as she raised her head, her face stained with tears.

Nan Song choked and scolded, "Why did you die just because you said you would? Didn't you say you wanted to compensate me? Didn't you want to reconcile with me? Come back to life if you have the ability!"

She cried so much that it hurt his heart, but her words shocked him.

Xiao Song, what does this mean?
Would she have forgiven him if he hadn't died?
"Xiao Song!"

He rushed forward desperately, but missed again. This time Nan Song was missing.

Yu Jinwen opened his eyes.

The moment he woke up, he felt that his whole body had stiffened into a stone slab, and the overwhelming pain and powerlessness swallowed him up.

My vision went from blurry to clear.

"woke up?"

This familiar voice and familiar face surprised him.

Teacher Mu?

He actually met Mr. Mu, who taught him painting. It seems that he is no longer alive, but where is this? Is it heaven or hell?

He opened his mouth, but was speechless.

Why did he become mute after death?
Teacher Mu pointed at his throat, "You just woke up and your throat hasn't recovered yet. Don't be in a hurry to speak. Drink some water first."

He dipped the cotton in some water and moistened Yu Jinwen's lips first. After he got used to it, he held the cotton with tweezers and squeezed some drinkable water into his mouth.

Yu Jinwen worked hard to drink water as if he had been thirsty for 800 years. His throat rolled slightly, and he wanted to raise his head, but could not move at all.

Looks like a stiff puppet.

This state reminded him of the time when he suffered high paraplegia four years ago, but he didn't expect to experience it again.

Everyone is dead, why not stay paralyzed for a while longer?

All kinds of thoughts were floating in my mind, and I heard the sound of footsteps, and then two people entered the room one after another, a man and a woman.

"Wake up."

The woman walked in first.

The moment he saw her face, Yu Jinwen was shocked and his eyes suddenly widened.

Ode... little ode!
(End of this chapter)