"I'm going to notify the security staff at the hospital now."

"I'll check the surveillance outside the door."

"I will ask the doctor and nurse on duty."

Tang Jue, Tang Yi, Tang and Song three people acted decisively. Tang Wei stayed in the ward alone, calmly, "Second Uncle, think about where Auntie will go, I'll take you there."

"Okay, let me think about it." Tang Yiming forced himself to calm down.

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After lunch, Song Zhixing and Chen Cheng went to the cemetery in Uncle Mo's car.

The cemetery is in a desolate suburb, and it took more than an hour for the car to arrive.

At noon, it is the hottest time of the sun. Uncle Mo raised his head and glanced at the pale sun, "Miss, do you want to sit in the car for a while and wait for the sun to get smaller before you go. The sun is too poisonous now."

"It's okay, I'm carrying an umbrella!" Song Zhixing grabbed the parasol in his hand, "Uncle Mo, wait for me in the parking lot, and Cheng Cheng and I will go up. We will get down in a while."

"Okay. Be careful, don't get heatstroke!"

Song Zhixing answered, pulling Chen Cheng, holding the umbrella, and getting out of the car with the flowers in his arms. Chen Cheng looked at this piece of cemetery, shrank and leaned against Song Zhixing, "Fortunately, it is daytime and the sun is so big. If it is rainy, I would not dare to come over."

Song Zhixing scoffed at her, "Coward!"

"Of course you are bold. Your parents live here. They will bless you."

Chen Cheng's words made Song Zhixing's eyes dark for a moment, "I would rather they don't live here than they can't bless me..."

What I said was very sad. Chen Cheng glanced at her apologetically, "Don't take my words to your heart, I am a person, you don't stop talking, you understand."

"I didn't blame you."

The two girls talked all the way up the steps.

"Where do your parents live?" Chen Cheng asked while fanning the wind.

Song Zhixing pointed in a direction, "It's there. It's very close."

Chen Cheng looked over in the direction she pointed, "Hey, what day is it? It seems that there are other people coming to sweep the tomb."

"Maybe it was because of the birthdays of other deceased people!" Song Zhixing responded casually, without thinking too much.

When he approached, he was slightly taken aback.

The person who thought it was someone else's grave-sweep was sitting in front of his parents' tombstone at this moment. She was sitting facing the tombstone, looking from the direction of Song Zhixing and Chen Cheng, she could only see a thin back. The other party had disheveled hair and was wearing a white medical suit. When the wind blew, it looked bleak and gloomy.

Chen Cheng raised her throat with a heart, and she held Song Zhixing's hand tightly, "Is this person...a man or a ghost?"

Song Zhixing was also a timid person. When asked by Chen Cheng, his back was straight.

However, the woman who had not moved at all, suddenly moved now. Holding a sharp stone in her hand, she suddenly struck a picture of her parents on the tombstone. At first the movements were slow, but later, it seemed that the emotions were out of control, and the movements became faster and harder. After a while, the two black and white photos on the tombstone were completely scratched.

Song Zhixing, who was still stunned, suddenly recovered. Seeing that the two young faces of his parents became blurred and unclear, I couldn't help but become angry with my heartache. Regardless of being afraid, she stuffed the umbrella and flowers into Chen Cheng's arms and strode over, "What are you doing?"

The other party seemed to have not heard her voice. He was completely immersed in his own world. The movements of his hands made it seem as if he was engraving what he hated the most. Because of too much force, the veins on the back of his hand jumped suddenly.

Seeing that Song Zhixing couldn't help drinking, he had to start to grab the other's hand, "Who are you? What hate is my parents and you, you want to disturb them like this..."

The word ‘Clean’ suddenly got stuck in the throat when he saw the other’s turned face.

She was shocked and surprised, staring at each other incredibly, "Don..."

The word "Madam" got stuck in my throat. Why is she here? Didn’t you say that you were sick in the hospital? Moreover, how could you do such a ridiculous thing to your parents' tombstones?

Su Fengjin was obviously the same when she saw Song Zhixing, just as surprised as her. She had a pair of eyes that were originally godless, staring at Song Zhixing. The look in his eyes made Song Zhixing's heart straight. Standing a few steps away, Chen Cheng didn't know what was going on here, and asked anxiously: "Stars, are you okay?"

"No... it's okay." Song Zhixing's face became stiff. I don't know why, Su Fengjin's eyes made her feel terrified. Moreover, those eyes gradually became sharper, as if she was about to shatter her body.

"Li Hui..." Su Fengjin's pale lips moved, suddenly spit out these two words.

Song Zhixing suddenly heard his mother's name and shook the gods for a moment. The next moment he realized that the other party had confessed to the wrong person, he opened his lips to explain. Su Fengjin suddenly went mad, and suddenly stood up, "I knew you weren't dead...you weren't dead...you want to pretend to be pitiful and make Yiming fall in love with you again, don't you?"

Song Zhixing stared in shock when he heard this.

She said this to her mother, and the crowing in her mouth meant...

"You can't steal me!" Su Fengjin laughed. The smile was beautiful, with a touch of desolation, a bit of sadness, and obviously delirious, "Yiming loves me now, and he has no interest in you anymore. Now... he loves me very much..."

"You admitted the wrong person." Song Zhixing explained, "I am Song Zhixing and Li Hui is my mother."

"But, why are you so young after all these years?" Su Fengjin suddenly raised her hand and touched her face as if she couldn't hear her. "Yi Ming likes you because You are young... I didn't expect that more than ten years later, you are still so young, I'm so jealous..."

Hearing these words, Song Zhixing felt an indeterminate premonition in his heart. He only felt that her hands were so cold, as if the cold had entered her bones. She took a step back in horror. However, Su Fengjin had already pounced at this moment, and the sharp stone that she had been holding tightly in her hand suddenly struck her face.

Song Zhixing raised his hand to block it subconsciously. The stone was too sharp and slashed across her palm. Blood was immediately seen in the delicate palm, and the blood flowed out.

"Stars!" Originally, Chen Cheng was still watching, but now he finally noticed something was wrong, and rushed over with the flower and umbrella in his hand.

Song Zhixing was in pain, frowning. But the other party stubbornly wanted to attack again. She ignored the pain and just grabbed the opponent's hand.

"Calm down and see clearly, I'm not Li Hui at all! You admit it!" She tried her best to make the other party clearer, but at this moment Su Fengjin had completely lost her mind.

【good night! 】

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