After the fake marriage, we two HE

Song Mianyu looked at the calendar, unbelievable that he has been in England for so long.

Today is a sunny day.

The sunny days in the UK are very precious, so Song Mianyu was very happy to see the sunny days, and even felt lucky.

He learned to row a boat and took his mother and cookie on the Cam River.

The boat stopped in the middle of the river.

Song Shuya wore a pink plaid skirt today, with two long braids, and a beautiful smile, like a girl.

The breeze was blowing, blowing the broken hair on her forehead. She stroked her hair casually, and found her son patting her, with a gentle and shy smile on her face.

Song Mianyu took the camera and captured this scene, and the moving moment was frozen.

"Mom, you are so beautiful." Song Mianyu said while looking at the photo.

Song Shuya just smiled and didn't speak, maybe she was a little embarrassed, after all, she was almost 50 years old.

They took a group photo on the boat, with the little garbage lying on Song Shuya's lap.

Song Mianyu looked through the photos stored in the camera. They had already visited many places. They had visited all the places that appeared in the old photos of their father, and they would take a picture of each place where their father stood.

Cam river rafting is the last stop.

Song Mianyu developed all these photos, and he likes the one taken in Kanghe the most.

On a sunny day, behind my mother is the sparkling river, and in the distance is a green lawn with green grass, the water surface is like a mirror, and my mother's smile is shy and gentle like a lotus.

Song Mianyu suddenly realized that if her father hadn't died so early, maybe her mother would always be like this, the most gentle wife and the most beautiful mother, who would never have to go through those hardships.

In the ward.

Song Shuya flipped through the photo album, looked at her own photo, and then fixed her gaze on Miansheng's photo with love in her eyes, and said softly to Song Mianyu, "I'm getting old, your father is still so handsome."

"Where is it?" Song Mianyu comforted her, "You are still as good-looking as I was when I was a child, and haven't changed."

"You know nonsense." Song Shuya touched her face, then asked Song Mianyu to give her a mirror, and said while looking at her, "I'm afraid that I will grow old and ugly, and your father will not recognize me when I get there." Come out to me."

Her casual words made the atmosphere sad.

Song Mianyu was silent for a while, as if she was about to cry, "Mom, don't say that, I will be very sad."

Fire can't be contained in the paper, he didn't hide it from Song Shuya after all, after they came to England, they discussed the illness together.

Song Shuya seemed to easily accept the fact that she was sick.

She pretended that she was still healthy and asked Song Mianyu to accompany her to many places.

Song Mianyu knew that instead of saying that he was with his mother, it was better to say that her mother was with him in the last time, so as not to make him regret.

When playing outside, Song Shuya actually felt more and more uncomfortable, but she didn't say anything because she didn't want to make Mianmian worry.

But Song Mianyu was careful and saw it by herself.

When I went to the hospital for an examination, my condition really got worse.

This is very sudden, but carefully counting the time, it should be expected.

In fact, they were already very lucky. They spent a very happy time together, and Song Shuya didn't suffer too much.

As Song Shuya's condition worsened, her mental condition was not very good, and she often regarded Song Mianyu as a Miansheng.

The doctor said that there might not be much time, so Song Mianyu was asked to prepare, and hospitalization was also recommended.

Therefore, they chose to be admitted to the hospital in the end. Song Mianyu hoped that her mother could relieve her pain to the greatest extent in the last time, and did not choose to over-treat, but prescribed medicine to relieve her pain as much as possible.

This is the result of his discussion with Song Shuya.

Doctors also respect their wishes.

One day, Song Shuya woke up in the morning and said to Song Mianyu, "Mianmian, I dreamed about your father yesterday."

When she told her dream, her eyes glowed again, and she looked unexpectedly energetic.

Song Mianyu knew that there is a Chinese idiom called Huiguang Huizhao, which probably happened to her mother.

Song Mianyu still writes postcards, even after knowing that the mailbox can be used. Probably all these letters are piled up in the dilapidated tin box in front of the house, and no one sees them.

He thought this way, comforting himself, and vaguely hoped that these words expressing longing would cross the ocean and be seen by people in the end.

The person he misses.

In a blink of an eye, the UK has also reached the end of spring, and it is almost summer.

It's been raining a lot lately.

Song Mianyu closed the window of the ward, sat down on the chair in front of the bed again, and picked up a half-peeled apple.He did it for Song Shuya, and before he finished it, Song Shuya fell asleep.

Song Mianyu suddenly felt flustered as she peeled the apple. She cut her hand, and the apple slipped out of her hand and rolled on the ground, with a small cut in her index finger.

The apple couldn't be eaten, so Song Mianyu picked it up and threw it away, and went to the nurse to ask for a Band-Aid.

It started to rain again outside, and the smell in the hospital made him a little bored, so he called the nurse to the ward, planning to go home to get some things.

When I came to the door, I found three middle-aged men in black formal suits, one Asian and two white, who looked like insurance sellers.

When the three of them saw Song Mianyu appear, Qiqi looked at him, "Excuse me, are you Mr. Song Mianyu?"

Know his name?Song Mianyu's vigilance instantly increased by 180 degrees. Apart from Bai Yao and the professor's family, they had no other relatives or friends in England.Afraid it's not a liar?

He asked vigilantly, "I am, what's the matter?"

The white people introduced the identities of the three of them in English, the Asians were lawyers, and the two white people were from banks and trust companies.

They told Song Mianyu that a trust fund whose beneficiary was Song Mianyu was about to take effect.

Song Mianyu became numb when she heard this, and waved her hand to let them go, but the liar did not run away.

The two white men were a little overwhelmed, apparently they had never encountered such a situation before, and turned to look at the companion who came with him.

The companion is Asian, and he speaks standard and fluent Mandarin.

This is very cordial in a foreign country, Song Mianyu was surprised: "Are you Chinese?"

"Yes, Mr. Song, I'm Mr. Xiao Rufei's lawyer." The Asian man said politely, "Can we come to your home to talk?"

He took out a power of attorney with Xiao Rufei's signature and personal seal on it, and gave it to Song Mianyu for confirmation.

Song Mianyu recognized Xiao Rufei's handwriting, but was still skeptical, but this Asian man made him less vigilant.

He invited three people into the house.

The small living room on the first floor is not big, and it is a bit cramped for four adult men to sit at once.

Song Mianyu sat face to face with the three people, crossed his hands, and listened to their explanation of their visit. During this period, he checked the information of the three people on the Internet and confirmed their identities.

The Asian lawyer pushed a paper document in front of Song Mianyu. Song Mianyu read it. Simply put, Xiao Rufei gave him a large sum of money. This amount and the sum inherited from Xiao Rufei's grandmother The huge inheritance can be matched.

Xiao Rufei still gave him this huge inheritance, but it was in the form of a trust fund.

At the time of the divorce, he signed a lot of materials, and he didn't know what they were, but he clearly rejected the inheritance,

Song Mianyu asked: "Can I not?"

He asked in Chinese, and the two white men did not understand.But looking at Song Mianyu's expression, they could roughly guess what was going on.

The lawyer said: "No. After the trust fund takes effect, you will receive a fixed amount of money every month."

"When will it take effect?" Maybe, he can ask Xiao Rufei to revoke the trust, Song Mianyu thought.

But the lawyer told him: "Now."

Song Mianyu: "..."

The lawyer continued: "Mr. Xiao has entrusted me that if something happens to him, this trust will take effect immediately."

"What did you say?" Song Mianyu quickly caught the important words in the lawyer's mouth, and said in horror, "What happened to Xiao Rufei?"

If something happens to Xiao Rufei, this trust will take effect immediately.

When these people came to him, did it mean that something unexpected happened to Xiao Rufei?

"Sorry, I can't tell you more." The lawyer said politely, "I'm only responsible for my part."

They just came to confirm with Song Mianyu, in fact, there was no need for Song Mianyu to do anything.

The job was done and the lawyer and the two white men went away.

The rain was still falling, and Song Mianyu was the only one left in the slightly dim living room.

He started to frantically make calls to the country, calling the housekeeper, but no one answered, and calling Cheng Xin again.

Song Mianyu didn't realize that his hands and feet were cold. It was almost summer in England, but he broke out in a cold sweat. When he dialed the phone, his hands trembled. When he connected, his voice was choked up.

Cheng Xin couldn't explain exactly what happened. Domestic news was reporting that Xiao Rufei had a car accident. He is currently in the hospital and is still in a coma.

When Song Mianyu heard the news, her eyes went dark for a moment, her chest felt tight and she could hardly breathe.

Through the phone, Cheng Xin sensed that something was wrong with Song Mianyu, fearing that something might happen to him, he quickly comforted him: "Baby, some media in China are very unscrupulous, they always exaggerate the facts, don't worry, Mr. Xiao is definitely not that serious !"

The call was interrupted, a busy tone sounded, and Song Mianyu hung up the phone.

He sat on the ground and began to search domestic news. There were a lot of news about Xiao Rufei, and the content was roughly the same.

Xiao Rufei was in a car accident and fell into a coma. Xiao Cheng returned to take charge of the Xiao Group.

Song Mianyu read the news, called Xiao Rufei over and over again, and left him messages on WeChat.

Xiao Rufei, what's wrong with you?

what happened to you?

Did something happen to you?

answer me?

Reason me, okay?Xiao Rufei.

……

Xiao Rufei, you have nothing to do.

Did you hear?

don't you love me?

why do you ignore me?

……

Xiao Rufei

Xiao Rufei

I love you

……

He cried and left a message for him, expecting his sudden reply, hating himself extremely in his heart, why he never pays attention to Xiao Rufei's news when the Internet is so developed.

Why did Xiao Rufei have an accident, but he was the last to know.

He called Li Yue again, and Li Yue finally answered.

The moment the phone was connected, Song Mianyu asked like crazy, "Why didn't you tell me?"

No matter what Li Yue said, he couldn't calm down.

Song Mianyu took the documents, took a taxi to the airport, and bought the last flight to China on the way.

Halfway there, the driver reminded him: "There is a car following us, is it someone you know?"

Song Mianyu looked back, and there were two Chinese faces in the car behind.

At this time, the butler's phone call came.

Li Yue said: "Song Mianyu, calm down, don't go back to China now."

Song Mianyu hung up the phone.

Li Yue called again, but he didn't answer.

Now he only wants to see Xiao Rufei, other than that, he has nothing else on his mind.

When Song Mianyu arrived at the airport, the car following him also arrived. Two strong men got out of the car and forced him into the car, preventing him from entering the airport.

Song Mianyu tried his best to resist, but he couldn't beat the two professional bodyguards.

These two were arranged by Xiao Rufei.

It turned out that Xiao Rufei had been letting bodyguards secretly protect him.