Flash marriage and kidnap a big guy to be her husband

After Song Zhiyi woke up, she found herself in a strange place.

The clean white walls and the pungent smell of disinfectant made her frown slightly.

She is in the hospital?

At this moment, the door of the ward was pushed open, and she looked around, and saw Ye Shen walking to the bed anxiously: "Nuan Nuan, are you feeling better now? Is there any discomfort? "

Seeing how her mother cared about her so much, Song Zhiyi couldn't bear the grievance in her heart anymore, hugged Ye Shen and burst into tears: "Mom, brother, he."

Ye Shen's eyes were also red. After learning about Zhi'an's accident, he and Song Cheng rushed back, but halfway they learned that Nuan Nuan had passed out, so they went straight to Beicheng.

The room was filled with Song Zhiyi's cries.

That crying sounded very distressing.

After a long time, Song Zhiyi leaned on Ye Shen's shoulder as if tired from crying, and her eyes no longer had any light.

Cheng Jing stood on one side, feeling very uncomfortable. She wanted to go forward to comfort her, but she was afraid that she might say the wrong thing, so she didn't dare to go forward.

night.

Song Zhiyi sat on the sofa blankly, she looked out the window dully, but the figure of Song Zhian appeared in her mind.

Those beautiful memories from the past are flooding my mind.

When Song Zhiyi came back to her senses, her face was already soaked with tears.

Song Zhi'an, you promised to come back safely and marry me, why did you break your promise?

why? !

Song Zhiyi hugged herself tightly, tears streaming down her eyes again.

Two days later, Song Zhiyi returned to the old house with his belongings.

Along the way, she was very calm, and she was in an extreme calmness.

Ye Shen was sitting in the co-pilot, seeing Nuan Nuan's appearance, his eyes became moist again.

Zhi An's death also dealt a huge blow to them. Although she and Ah Cheng were sad, they had to hold on. If they also fell, the Song family would also collapse.

Fifteen minutes later, the car stopped at the door of Song's old house.

Song Zhiyi opened the door and got out of the car, then looked down at the urn in his hand, and said softly: "Zhi'an, we're home, I'll take you home."

When Ye Shen heard this, he burst into tears.

Song Zhiyi walked slowly, but firmly, with a faint and gentle smile on his face.

It's like going back to the time when she and Song Zhian were together.

Arriving at the hall, Song Zhiyi opened his relic.

There are not many things inside, only three letters and an unpolished ring.

When seeing the ring for the first time, Song Zhiyi's eyes were filled with tears.

She once joked that she wanted a ring he polished himself, so that it seemed sincere.

She didn't expect her joking words, but he remembered them in his heart.
Song Zhiyi bit her lower lip tightly with her white teeth, trying to hold back her tears.

"Mom and Dad, I'll go back to my room to rest first, and you guys should also take a good rest."

After saying this, Song Zhiyi picked up the letter to her and the unfinished ring, got up and left.

Soon, only the two of them were left in the huge hall.

Song Cheng watched his wife pretending to be calm, he immediately hugged her in his arms, and then comforted her softly: "Shen Shen, I know you feel uncomfortable, now it's only you and me, if you want to cry and wept."

Hearing this, Ye Shen clutched the corner of his clothes tightly with both hands, and then choked up and cried.

This cry pierced his heart like a sharp sword, making his heart ache unbearably.

Zhi'an is his only child, and he gave his life for the sake of the country. Although Song Cheng feels sad, he still admires his son!

inside the room.

Song Zhiyi sat by the bed, looking at the letter in front of her with tears in her eyes.

She watched it over and over again, as if trying to engrave every sentence he wrote in her mind.

This suicide note contained Song Zhian's miss for her and his deep love for her.

That night, Song Zhiyi sat by the bed, his mind filled with fond memories of them.

Three days later, it was Song Zhian's funeral.

She knew he didn't like crowds, so only close friends and relatives went to the cemetery.

After the funeral, it was already afternoon.

Ye Shen still had to arrange their board and lodging, so he didn't stop at the cemetery.

After everyone had left, Song Zhiyi crouched in front of his tombstone with a slight smile on his face.

"Zhi An, I know you don't like excitement, so I'll come over and chat with you after they leave."

"I like the ring you made for me very much, because there are still many crafts to be done, so I hang it around my neck, so that I will always think of you."

"By the way, Zhi'an, I will continue to stay in Mingyuan and Wancheng in the future, and I will guard them for you."

"If you miss me, don't forget to entrust me with a dream, you know?"

Song Zhiyi stroked the photo on the tombstone with his right hand, and the tears from his right eye dripped on the slate, causing slight ripples.

She stayed in the cemetery for a long time, and she didn't get up to leave until it was getting dark.

When walking out of the cemetery, Song Zhiyi took out his mobile phone and was about to take a taxi when he saw a lot of missed calls on his mobile phone.

And these phone calls belong to my mother.

Presumably, her mother was worried about her safety. Thinking of this, Song Zhiyi directly called Ye Shen back and said that she would be home soon.

After hanging up the phone, there was someone beside her.

Song Zhiyi glanced sideways, and saw Qiao Chen standing beside her in a black suit.

"Why are you here?" Song Zhiyi asked calmly, the tone of his voice was no longer free and easy.

The corner of Qiao Chen's mouth twitched slightly and said, "Song Zhi'an and I don't know each other. I came here today to worship him. After all, he gave his life for the country."

This time, it was Song Zhian and the whole team who resisted the attack of outsiders in order to protect the people. In the end, because they were desperate, they would rather jump off the cliff than be a prisoner!

"Zhiyi, even without him in the future, you still have to live well, you know?"

Hearing these words, Song Zhiyi rolled his lips into a smile, and then said, "I know, I will work hard to move forward, don't worry."

After speaking, the special car she took also arrived at the designated location, and after a brief exchange of greetings with Qiao Chen, Song Zhiyi took the car and left.

Qiao Chen stood where he was, and didn't withdraw his thoughts until the special car disappeared from his sight.

Without this incident, he was afraid that he would continue to be a teacher in Beicheng.

But seeing Zhiyi like this now, he is going to go home to take over his father's property and protect her in S Province.

Although she doesn't like him, he also wants to protect her.

Even in this life, she would never look back at him, and he was happy with it.

Thinking of this, Qiao Chen took out his cell phone and dialed his father directly.