Ye Zhiqiu took the pen and hesitated. She looked up again and said to the nurse, "give me these first. I'll ask her parents to sign them and send them over."

The nurse had no problem, turned and walked away first.

Qin Shisheng's arm is still in plaster. He hasn't slept all night and his spirit is a little haggard. Ye Zhiqiu asks him to go home to rest first and find ye zanwen alone.

……

When ye Zhiqiu found ye zanwen, he was sitting on a chair in the corridor, covering his eyes with one hand.

Hearing the footsteps, ye zanwen seemed to wake up suddenly.

When he saw the person, the whole person relaxed again.

Those deep concave eyes were full of blood. He twisted his eyebrows with his fingers, put his hand back on his leg and asked her what was the matter.

Ye Zhiqiu gave him the stack of paper, conveyed what the nurse said, and then prepared to leave the hospital.

"Zhiqiu." ye zanwen called her behind him.

Ye Zhiqiu looked back at him.

Ye zanwen opened his mouth. After all, he didn't say anything, but turned into an instruction, "nothing. Go back first and pay attention to safety on the way."

Ye Jingyu's funeral is scheduled for three days.

The afternoon he left, ye Zhiqiu went back to the military area command compound.

Hearing the sad news of Ye Jingyu's death in a car accident, ye Jiming was only silent, and then sighed faintly. As for Han yongsong, no one revealed to him for the time being. Although he was not his direct granddaughter, he was also worried that the news of white haired people sending black haired people would affect the mood of the old man who had just been rescued for two days.

Huo Zhongxiao didn't return to Fengcheng immediately. Although he couldn't stay with him all the time, ye Zhiqiu's original impatience was relieved as long as he thought he was still in city B.

Ye Jingyu's relics were also taken back from the police station.

Five minutes before the accident, ye Jingyu made a call to Han Jingqiu, but she was pressed before she got through.

At that time, ye Zhiqiu was pouring tea for Grandpa. When he heard the news, he forgot to stop. The tea overflowed from the mouth of the cup.

"Why are you so careless?" aunt fan quickly took a rag to wipe it.

Ye Jiming stopped talking to ye zanwen, turned to Ye Zhiqiu's hand and said with concern, "is it hot?"

These days, ye zanwen and Yin Lian lived at home. Because of the funeral, Yan Lian was confused and didn't go downstairs after she came back from the hospital. She kept holding the photo of Ye Jingyu, and even slept in the room before ye Jingyu at night.

"... it's all right." Ye Zhiqiu has put down the teapot. "I'll wash my hands."

——

Standing in front of the washstand, the water from the faucet is rushing. Ye Zhiqiu's hands are immersed in the cool water, but his mind is in a trance.

She still thinks about the phone call ye Jingyu made to Han Jingqiu.

She also watched the video of the car accident. Before getting off the bus, Yan Yu suddenly took a hand from the steering wheel to cross Ye Jingyu. Everyone thought Yan Yu hit Ye Jingyu, so ye Jingyu went down in anger and broke the door to jump, but now... Ye Zhiqiu knows it's not the case.

She remembered Ye Jingyu's eyes staring at Huo Zhongxiao before she left Qinghe garden.

Yan Yu didn't hit Ye Jingyu, but reached out to grab Ye Jingyu's mobile phone.

At that time, ye Jingyu already remembered who Huo Zhongxiao was, so she was anxious to report to Han Jingqiu

Ye Zhiqiu turned and leaned back against the edge of the washstand. When she saw herself reflected on the shower glass, her heart became heavy.

In the face of Yan's mother's hysterical questioning and the suspicious eyes of the police, she can say coldly that it has nothing to do with herself.

But at this moment, ye Zhiqiu can no longer swear that he doesn't care about his own affairs.

Even if it wasn't directly caused by her

——

On the day of the funeral, cars were parked outside the funeral home. People who came to attend the memorial were more or less in the face of Ye Jiming and ye zanwen.

Even though the relationship between Ye Zhiqiu and ye Jingyu has never been good, but the deceased is dead, she still receives the guests as her sister.

Yan Lian appeared in the public's view again, she had lost a whole circle, her cheeks were sunken, because she had no makeup, her skin was dry, her face looked waxy yellow and matte, a few wisps of white hair appeared between her black hair, and her black eye bags were also very deep. She was wearing a black one-step skirt, standing beside ye zanwen, and seemed to fall down at any time.

When the guests saw such Yan Lian, they only said mourning, that is, they sighed silently, and died young, which always made people wring.

Although Ye Jingyu was not very likable before she died, she is now dead. All her shortcomings and bad things have been forgiven. Even her identity as an illegitimate daughter has been forgotten. What remains in everyone's memory is the young and fresh girl.

Qin Shisheng and fan Tiantian also came. They bowed in front of the black-and-white photos of Ye Jingyu.

Fan Tiantian walked up to Ye Zhiqiu and shook her hand anxiously: "are you okay?"

Ye Zhiqiu shook her head, held fan Tiantian's hand back, and touched Xiao Yao Wang's head: "you go and sit first. I'll find you later."

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