Black-bellied Emperor Shao: Ex-wife is not allowed to escape

The gloomy clouds and mist in Li's house, Song Weiwei and Li's mother sat and looked at each other with tears in their eyes. This scene was so heartbreaking that Li Qingcheng felt uncomfortable watching it, and he quietly left the living room.

Song Yuheng had been standing by the side watching all this. Seeing Li Qingcheng leave, he glanced at Song Weiwei and followed him out.

In the yard, Li Qingcheng was depressed. He punched the tree trunk and wailed like a wounded beast. Song Yuheng originally just stopped in the distance.

Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but walk over, he took his hand and saw that the back of his hand was bloody and bloody, he frowned and said, "Do you know that your hand is meant to hold a scalpel?"

Li Qingcheng looked down at him with sadness in his eyes, "Doctor Song, my brother..."

Wherever Song Yuheng went these two days, all he saw was such a sad expression. He patted Li Qingcheng's shoulder, "I know, I know, don't be sad, huh?"

In fact, this sentence has no consoling effect at all, but he can't help much other than saying such useless words.

Li Qingcheng glanced at the villa, he said: "The white-haired man sent the black-haired man. These two days, my parents can't eat and can't sleep. Sometimes I really think I can't. Why does my brother go to the beach?"

Song Yuheng remembered Song Yuanzhuo losing his temper in the ward in the morning, he frowned, his death was like a lamp going out, no matter what his motive for going to see Miao Yiren was, he didn't want to mention it again.

"Perhaps only he knows best."

Li Qingcheng shook his head, he remembered the sneak photographer he met when he went to Jiangcheng that day, that person was sent by Miaoyiren, who obviously discovered the ambiguous relationship between him and Song Yuheng.

Miao Yiren also tried to deliver the photos to his father, but was stopped by Li Baihan.

Maybe, because of this matter, Li Baihan had some kind of deal with Miao Yiren, so he went to see her temporarily that day, but Miao Yiren tricked him.

He was afraid that this incident was caused by him, so he was actually fully responsible for Li Baihan's death.

The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt. He looked at Song Yuheng who knew nothing in front of him. In addition to sadness, he also felt guilty. It was his selfishness that pulled him into this vortex, but he didn't protect him well.

"Doctor Song, I'm sorry." Li Qingcheng said suddenly.

Song Yuheng was taken aback, "Why did you say sorry to me?"

Li Qingcheng knelt down slowly, covering his face with his hands, with an expression of uncontrollable sadness, "I'm too selfish, I haven't considered you, nor my family, I..."

He couldn't continue, his voice was choked up.

In the past few days, he has been terrified, fearing that his eldest brother's death is related to him. If so, how will he face his sister-in-law and nephew, and how will he face Song Yuheng in the future?
But he still likes him, even if this matter is against ethics, he still likes him terribly.

His heart was torn into pieces, and he was so sad that he didn't know what to do.

Song Yuheng looked at the man squatting at his feet crying like a child, he also felt sad, he squatted down slowly, and comforted him in a gentle voice, "Don't criticize yourself, Li Baihan's death has nothing to do with you."

Li Qingcheng shook his head again.

Song Yuheng sighed softly and put his hands on his shoulders. He intended to comfort him, but unexpectedly he leaned over and put his chin on his shoulders.

At that moment, his whole body tensed up.

It's not that there were times when they were more intimate than this action, but most of them were Li Qingcheng's jokes to test him, and he could push him away.

But at this moment, he couldn't push him away.

This man looked so sad, he approached him, just wanted to rely on him, he couldn't refuse him who was weak at this moment.

His hand slid down from his shoulder and landed on his back, patting his back lightly like a child, "It's okay, it will pass, it's okay."

He is obviously not skilled in comforting an adult male like him, and his back pats are blunt and disorganized.

But at that moment, Li Qingcheng was comforted by him. He took a deep breath, filled with the reassuring smell of his body, he pushed forward, "Doctor Song, can I ask for a hug?"

The hairs all over Song Yuheng's body exploded. He subconsciously looked around and saw that no one noticed them, so he said, "No."

However, Li Qingcheng reached out to hug him regardless, and just as Song Yuheng was about to struggle, he heard him whisper in his ear, "Doctor Song, just take pity on me."

In a word, all Song Yuheng's struggles were stopped.

He sighed resignedly, "Let go in ten seconds."

He could only give him ten seconds of comfort. If it took longer, the two of them would not be able to tell clearly if they were bumped into.

in fact……

It's long been unclear, he allowed him to enter his life wantonly, even if the relationship has not been confirmed, in fact, they have been testing back and forth on the edge of ambiguity, but now...

After Li Baihan's death, Li Qingcheng became the only son in the Li family's big house. Apart from the responsibility of being the head of the Li family, he also had the responsibility of carrying on the family line on his shoulders.

If they had a little chance before, it is completely impossible now.

Thinking of this, Song Yuheng felt empty in his heart, thinking that this person would get married and have children in the future, he couldn't help but feel uncomfortable.

Ten seconds, maybe they only have these ten seconds in the future for memory and comfort, and then one day they suddenly remembered that there was a boy who liked him.

He couldn't help hugging him tightly.

How could Li Qingcheng give up such an opportunity, even if it was only ten seconds, it was enough for him to savor it in his heart, he hugged him tightly, as if he wanted to rub him into his flesh and blood.

Both of them counted silently in their hearts, ten, nine, eight, seven...

"What are you doing?" A thick male voice suddenly exploded in his ear, Li Qingcheng raised his head suddenly, and saw old man Li standing not far away leaning on a cane.

Meeting Mr. Li's stern gaze, Li Qingcheng was a little flustered, but when he realized that Song Yuheng didn't push him away like a fright, he calmed down again.

He patted Song Yuheng's tense back lightly, as if to calm his nervousness, and then pulled him to stand up, calmly facing Mr. Li's scrutiny.

"Doctor Song is comforting me."

Mr. Li's sharp eyes swept over the faces of the two of them, Song Yuheng looked at him straight, and looked at him without the slightest guilt.

The composure and calmness he had cultivated on the operating table played a role at this time, which made him not avoid the scrutinizing gaze of Old Master Li, "Grandpa Li."

Old Man Li didn't see any clues, his face softened, he nodded to Song Yuheng, "Come in and sit down, don't stand outside."

Song Yuheng said: "I'll send Song Song and the others over here. If there's nothing else going on here, I'll leave first. Song Song will ask Grandpa Li to take care of him."

When Mr. Li thought of something, he let out a long sigh, "I've always hoped that she and Bai Han would get back together. I'm very happy to see them come back together this time. I didn't expect... just such a separation."

"Grandpa, my brother will be back." Li Qingcheng said.

Mr. Li glanced at him, everyone knew what he said, but it was just to comfort each other, "Wait a little longer, if there is no news, you should be mourned, don't delay."

It's actually very cold to say that, but they can't be immersed in grief all the time, only when they send the person away, will they draw a full stop in their hearts, otherwise they will keep repeating this kind of pain.

"Grandpa!" Li Qingcheng disagreed, "I believe that elder brother must still be alive."

Old Man Li looked at him seriously, "Qingcheng, I know you all still have illusions in your hearts, even if Bai Han fell into a cliff, I believe he will come back one day, but he fell into the sea, The search and rescue team has searched and rescued for so many days, but there is no news at all. It is a good thing to be persistent, but you have to let it go."

Tears flashed in Li Qingcheng's eyes, "But..."

"No, but, this matter is so settled, wait for two more days, and prepare for the funeral if there is no news." Mr. Li waved his hand, and when he turned to leave, his back was full of vicissitudes.

When Mr. Li entered the villa, Li Qingcheng looked back at Song Yuheng. Song Yuheng put his hands down by his side and said nothing about the hug just now, "Song Song may have to stay in Li's house for a few days, please take care of me." Give her a look, her fever has just subsided, it is not appropriate to be overly sad, I, I will go back first."

Li Qingcheng's voice was hoarse, "I'll see you off."

"No need, what Grandpa Li said just now may be too cruel, but he is right, it will not start until it is over, wait for two more days, you too...sorry." Song Yuheng patted him on the shoulder, turned around and said step away.

Li Qingcheng stood on the path, watching his back disappear before his eyes, he lowered his head, and kicked the stone beside his feet.

Even if you are sad, sad and reluctant, you have to say goodbye when it is time to say goodbye. This is the world of adults, cruel and cold.

Three days later, the search and rescue team still found nothing, and the Li family almost exhausted their efforts. Mr. Li came forward and asked people to start publishing an obituary to inform the world of Li Baihan's death.

The shares of Bailaimei Group went green again when the market opened, and everyone in its branches was panicked.

Li's mother fell ill after the funeral. Li Qingcheng was in charge of the funeral. Song Weiwei was in a daze. She didn't cry anymore, but her mood was very unstable.

While the Li family was in such grief, in a small fishing village far away from Beicheng, the man lying on the bed had been unconscious for several days, but suddenly opened his eyes.

Five days later, the Li family held a memorial service, and many guests came to mourn. Song Weiwei took Song Chenchen to Li's mother to receive condolences. Heartbreaking scenes were indispensable at the memorial service. After such a toss, Song Weiwei fell ill again.

After the memorial service, she was ill for several days, almost to the point where she couldn't breathe.

Song's mother was worried that she would not be able to make it through, that she would just follow Li Baihan, so she was too scared to close her eyes every day, Song Yuheng and Song Yuanzhuo took turns guarding her.

Seeing her getting thinner and thinner, I felt distressed and scared.

Fortunately, a few days later, Song Weiwei came back to life as if she had returned to life, and she started to eat. Seeing that she could eat, the Song family was greatly relieved.

After Song Weiwei forced herself to start eating, she hid her sadness in her heart. The days ahead were still so long, and she still had Chenchen to take care of, so she couldn't follow him away.

She will live on strong, and will bring up Chenchen. At that time, she will have nothing to worry about, and she will be able to end her remaining life.

Li Baihan, just wait for me, I will eventually find you on the way to Huangquan.

After Song Weiwei regained her composure, her illness disappeared. Song Yuanzhuo handled the procedures for her to be discharged from the hospital. Before she left Beicheng, she went to Li's house, which was still immersed in grief.

Li's mother's illness was better, but the pain of losing her son was too great. She was ten years older and had white hair on her sideburns. When she saw Song Weiwei coming, she made someone serve tea.

"I heard that your plane is going back to Jiangcheng this afternoon?"

"Yeah." Song Weiwei nodded, hesitated for a moment, and she changed her words, "Mom, I will bring Chenchen back every month from now on. You, dad, and grandpa must take care of your health. In addition, I want to give Chenchen Chen changed to Li's surname."

Li's mother didn't care about these things, she said: "Chenchen's name is very good, full of vigor, and it's fine if you don't change it. Bo Han... well, no matter whether you change it or not, he is all of Bo Han's blood. Don't count on that."

Song Weiwei held her hand, "Don't be too sad. If you don't want to stay at home, you can come to Jiangcheng to live for a while. Jiangcheng is a livable city, suitable for recuperation."

"Well, you can take Chenchen back to Jiangcheng, and Bai Han's company will be handed over to you. If you are too busy, ask a professional CEO to help you take care of it. Don't tire yourself out." Li's mother said.

Song Weiwei nodded.

Li's mother watched her lose a lot of weight, she was almost out of shape, she patted the back of her hand, "Bai Han has already gone, don't be too sad, if, if you meet the right person, Just Virgo, I don't think he wants you to be alone."

Song Weiwei was forced to cry, she shook her head, "I probably won't fall in love with others again."

Otherwise, during the seven years they were separated, she would have already fallen in love with someone else, and she would never have any interaction with Li Baihan again.

Mother Li said distressedly: "Silly boy, the days ahead are still long, don't trap yourself in it."

Song Weiwei lowered her eyes, tears streaming down her face, she said: "Mom, I'm very lucky to have been loved by him like that. Even if the future is long, the memories with him can support me to keep going."

"Ah!" Mother Li sighed, "You are also a stubborn girl."

After saying goodbye to Li's mother, Song Weiwei got into the car, and Song Chenchen sat obediently beside her. After the memorial service a few days ago, he vaguely knew something, so he was very obedient at this time.

"Mom, are we still coming here?"

Song Weiwei looked at the familiar gate in front of her and remembered the distant past. She carried her schoolbag through the tree-lined path in front and entered this magnificent villa. A black car came out of it and passed her by.

The window was half down, and the man was sitting in the car with handsome features and well-defined outlines. He turned his head to look at her, his eyes looked a little tender in the dimly lit car.

She closed her eyes and said softly in her heart, Li Baihan, goodbye!