My divorce is going crazy! My husband's whole family is dumbfounded

There was a loud clanging sound, and Nan Yunshang's heart was filled with sorrow. This sorrow almost made him stagger, and he fell straight to the ground along with the chair!

"Is it true? It's true! Bu Yufan saw it with his own eyes. He saw it once again with his own eyes. His father beat his mother to a pulp in front of him?"

He sat on the ground, silently shedding tears, his shoulders shaking.

Sen Chi quickly ran over and helped him up.

"Sen Chi, this is too cruel. Jiang Hanyue, she really didn't intend to leave Bu Yufan alive! He was lying on the ground, unable to do anything. He was just like when he was a child, unable to protect his mother. What's the difference between this and killing him? What's the difference!" Nan Yunshang held Sen Chi's arm and cried bitterly.

"Yeah, what's the difference between this and killing him? It's better to kill him." Wen Lan murmured to herself, with despair in her eyes covered by layers of tears. "He doesn't want to wake up! If he wakes up, he will have to face such a cruel thing. He doesn't want to wake up! He doesn't want to wake up! He doesn't want to wake up!"

"Wen Lantian!"

"Wen Lantian!"

Wen Cheng and Xie Qiuyun called out Wen Lan's childhood name at the same time.

Wen Lan's shoulders shook and she turned her tearful face away in hesitation.

"Mom and Dad?"

"Lan Tian! How can you say such a thing?" Xie Qiuyun disapproved and stopped her from thinking negatively. "What do you mean you don't want to wake up? Yu Fan's will to survive is so strong, he didn't give up, how can you give up first?"

"Yufan is such a strong and kind child. He chose you and found you. You..." Wen Cheng's tone was also very stern. He paused. "You should stand up at a time like this. Dad told you not to escape and not to retreat!"

"Dad, I'm not running away or retreating! I just feel sorry for him, I feel sorry for him!" Wen Lan sobbed and cried.

Her face turned even paler, and her voice was filled with pain and sadness.

"Lantian, Yufan's mother is still lying in the ward. Her injuries are so serious that she can't even speak. His father, who doesn't care about anything, has gotten into such a bad situation again. Now he only has you, only warmth, and only your father and I to rely on. Stop thinking like that right now! You two are husband and wife, and your bond is so deep. He and our family have such a deep bond..."

Xie Qiuyun wiped away her tears sadly and continued.

"Originally, we all wanted to hide this from you, fearing that you wouldn't be able to handle it. But I think my daughter can do it."

"Aunt Xie!" Nan Yunshang shook his head at Xie Qiuyun, but Wen Lan saw it.

"Are you hiding something from me?" she asked Xie Qiuyun warily. "Mom?"

The expression on Wen Lan's face froze for a moment, and a sudden strange premonition came over her.

"You just said that Bu Yufan has such a deep connection with our family? Mom! What are you talking about? What do you want to tell me?"

"Lantan, when you were a child, about seven or eight years old, you knew Yufan." Xie Qiuyun walked up to Wen Lan, held her cheeks, and gently wiped her tears with her fingers.

"Don't you remember Yufan? Think about it carefully, Lantian, think about it carefully! When mom saw Yufan's photo for the first time, I felt that the child gave me such a different feeling, yet so familiar, so familiar, and so sad."

Xie Qiuyun sniffed and wiped the tears from her face with her hands.

"I can never find the reason. Why? Why do I want to hug that child so much? I want to give him my motherly love and the warmth of this family. Until last night, your father told me, Yufan, he is that child, the one who rescued you from the pond more than 20 years ago. Lan Tian, ​​he is the one lying in the ward now! Now, the person who can give him courage and hope is you! The person who can save him is you!"

"Mom? What are you talking about?" Wen Lan was confused.

What the mother said was not complicated. Perhaps, she was very clear, she was very clear...

"Lan Tian, ​​he is extraordinary! You clearly understood what mom said, Yu Fan, he is extraordinary, just extraordinary!"

Xie Qiuyun hugged her daughter and held her in her arms.

"Wen Lan, wake up! Be brave! You have brought warmth to Yu Fan, and you are pregnant with Yu Fan's child! Now only you can help him, only we can help him!"

"mom!"

Wen Lan raised her eyes and looked at her mother. Her expression was no longer empty and desperate. There was light in her eyes again, and even her tears gradually became warmer.

She called out to her mother, hugged her tightly, and cried, "Mom! It's him! It's him! The man I fell in love with is all about him! It was him from the beginning! It's all about him!"

"Good boy, mom knows, mom understands!" Xie Qiuyun's eyes were also filled with tears, and she gently stroked Wen Lan's back.

"Now, I am the only one who can help him. Only we can bring him back to life! Right? Back then, Dad and you were Bu Yufan's turning point, right? Now, we, we are his hope, right?"

"Yes! Yes! I knew it, my daughter could do it! I knew it! I knew it!"

Xie Qiuyun encouraged her and recognized her!

"Mom! Dad! Please help me, you have to help me! Bu Yufan, he will definitely wake up! We are a family, our fate is so deep, we will be together for the rest of our lives! I will never hide again, I will never be afraid again, he will wake up! He will definitely wake up!"

Wen Cheng smiled through his tears. He walked to the mother and daughter, opened his arms, and hugged them.

Nan Yunshang and Morichi, who were standing aside, witnessed this scene and shed tears.

However, this moment is beautiful, happy, sad, yet sweet.

The revival of life and the ignition of faith often require those few drops of hot water.

In the following days, Wen Lan rationally and soberly allocated time with her family to accompany Bu Yufan. She was neither stubborn nor stubborn.

Bu Yufan opened his eyes and his fingers moved more and more frequently.

"Wen Nuan, Teacher Ding said that you made great progress in this final exam!"

In the ward, Wen Lan peeled an apple for the child and stuffed it into his warm mouth like a prize.

This child has not returned to school since Bu Yufan's accident. She took the initiative to ask her grandfather to take her to the Xinhua Bookstore in the county town to buy textbooks. Every day in Bu Yufan's ward, she recited the texts and did homework, asked questions to the teacher on WeChat, and handed in homework.

Even for the final exam, she was sensible enough to ask Wen Lan to print out the test papers sent by Teacher Ding, and then she completed the exams in each subject according to the time.

"Mom, my math has improved again!" She saw the grading results sent by the teacher.

Then, she rushed to Bu Yufan's bed and lay down beside him.

"Dad! Look, I got 95 points in math! Dad, I got full marks on my composition. Let me read it to you!"

The child's innocent and sweet voice rang out in the ward.