Spoiled after marriage

"Yueyue, Qiaoqiao is gone..."

"Godmother, what did you say!"

The person on the other side was crying and speaking incoherently.

Xia Kui's eyes gradually turned red, and her slender hands tightly grasped the phone, with veins bulging.

"Yue'er, Yue'er?" Sheng Yan noticed that her whole body was trembling. He grabbed her shoulders and turned her over. "What's wrong, baby?"

Half an hour ago, Song Qiao was driving her daughter to the hospital to see Qi Muzhe when she had a car accident.

In one episode, a truck overturned while trying to avoid an oncoming vehicle, crushing a passing mother and daughter. They died despite rescue efforts...

Upon hearing the news, Xia Kui felt as if the whole world had collapsed, and everything around her was like a black fog that enveloped her.

Zhong Lingling: "Xia Xia?"

Meng Xiuning: "Xiao Kui...?"

"Yue'er, wait for me." Sheng Yan kicked the chair away and chased after the person who ran out in panic.

Gu Yun's voice came from behind, "Ayan, call me if you have anything!"

In the operating room were the cold bodies of the best friend and her son, as well as the heart-wrenching cries of Song Qiao's parents.

Xia Kui collapsed on the ground powerlessly, her eyes becoming increasingly empty. She opened her mouth tremblingly, wanting to burst into tears, but her voice was hoarse and she couldn't utter a word.

Sheng Yan hugged her tightly, holding her in his arms and comforting her, "Yue'er, Yue'er,"

"Baby, look at me,"

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Xia Kui couldn't hear his voice at all.

She couldn't even cry, she just sat there slumped in his arms, eyes full of sadness, and closed them in pain.

In Shengyuan, in the bathroom, Xia Kui had been inside for hours.

Sheng Yan had been guarding the door, sighed softly, and pushed the door open.

The thin man sat alone on the toilet, head down and silent.

Sheng Yan walked up to her, squatted down, held her hand, reached out and gently stroked her face, and touched his forehead with hers.

Neither of them spoke. He just stayed with her like that, holding her tightly in his arms. "Yue'er, don't be afraid. I'm here for you."

The driver has been taken into custody by the police and the accident is under investigation.

But no matter what the outcome is, my best friend will never come back to life.

Yesterday's meeting turned out to be the final farewell for the two of us.

Sheng Yan gave her a bath, carried her back to the room and put her on the bed.

Xia Kui didn't cry or make a fuss. Like a puppet, she let the man bathe her and change her clothes.

Her eyes were sad, her red eyes were without a single tear, and she lay helplessly on him.

Even when Sheng Yan kissed her, there was no reaction. He held her face and said, "Baby, talk to me. Don't hold it in."

He was really a little afraid of her like this.

Xia Kui didn't say anything, so Sheng Yan kissed her lips and whispered.

But such coaxing was futile, she didn't react at all.

"Yue'er, you still have me and our child. Look at me..."

When she heard the word "child", Xia Kui's eyes flashed and tears gradually filled her eyes.

Sheng Yan was afraid that she would feel depressed, and if she didn't respond, he would use his own method to make her cry.

Xia Kui cried on him for several hours, her voice hoarse and unable to speak, and finally fell asleep from exhaustion...

Two days later, Song Qiao and his mother were buried.

cemetery.

On the tombstone was a beautiful face with a smile in the corner of his eyes. A bearded man knelt on the ground, his voice choked with sobs and half hoarse.

Xia Kui shed silent tears, and stroked the man's head with trembling hands. Her throat felt like it was soaked with sand.

The air was gloomy and the whole city felt like it was in an ice cellar.

A man and a woman were kneeling and standing in front of the tombstone. Sheng Yan, who was not far away, frowned and heard her soft sobs.

Qi Muze stroked his wife's portrait, snot dripping from his nose, his eyes red, and because of the pain, his whole body looked haggard...

The next day, Xia Kui received a text message: "Yue'er, I miss her so much. Promise us to live well and be happy."

It was sent by Qi Muze. He ended his cancer with his own hands and went to find his lover.

As winter passed and spring came, the young couple on the tombstone smiled happily, and there was a small tombstone next to them.

It rained lightly on the day of the beginning of spring, and the whole Rongcheng became cold and chilling. She stood alone in front of the grave of her best friend's family for a long time.

When her best friend and her son passed away, Qi Muzhe also passed away with her.

Of the three people who used to be together, only Xia Kui is left. She is immersed in sadness every day, doesn't talk, and doesn't eat properly.

It has been a week, and Sheng Yan has always forced her to feed him mouth to mouth, and she would even bite him when she got anxious.

"Yue'er, look at me!" Sheng Yan's eyes were filled with heartache. He held her face and said, "Just eat your meal, okay?"

Xia Kui stared at him blankly, "Where is Qiao Qiao?"

"..." Sheng Yan sighed softly, "Eat your meal, and I'll take you to find her."

He fed the porridge to her mouth, "Baby, be good."

"She's not gone. As long as you remember her, she'll always be here."

Xia Kui ate her meal mechanically, tears streaming down her face like beads that had broken off the string, blurring her eyes.

She couldn't see the man in front of her, she couldn't see anything clearly.

The memory stays on the last time I met my bestie...

Tomorrow is New Year's Eve.

The young couple never visited their children. Nianbao and Niannian missed their father and mother very much and kept clamoring to find Xia Kui.

The old man also knew about this. When he heard that his granddaughter-in-law was getting thinner and thinner, he felt very distressed.

The family brought their two cute kids to Shengyuan to see her. When Xia Kui saw her son and daughter, she couldn't help but broke down in tears.

The child looked at his mother sadly and called out "Mom~Mom". Nianbao and Niannian touched her face with grievance.

Li Shuhua looked at the mother and her two children crying together in their nanny's arms and wanted to go over to try to persuade them, but was stopped by the old man.

Sheng Rong's eyes were deep, "Just let her cry."

In the setting sun, Xia Kui snuggled in his arms, her eyes moist, and the man's strong heartbeat was in her ears.

Her eyes were dazed, and she stared at the sunset with a haggard look.

Sheng Yan hugged her tightly with his arms, resting his chin on the top of her head and whispering.

Xia Kui grabbed his clothes and started sobbing again.

Sheng Yan held her face in his hands and kissed the unshed tears on her eyelashes. "Baby, I'm here. I'll always be by your side."

Later, every time she did this, Sheng Yan would kiss her, kiss her hard, until she suffocated and had no energy to cry.

He felt distressed. She was already thin, and now she looked even thinner, like a paper man.

Xia Kui closed her eyes and cried silently.

He kissed her eyes, his own eyes also reddened, "Baby, look at me, I can't live without you..."

He said that she was also his life.

"Ayan, you promised me that you wouldn't die before me." Xia Kui finally choked out sobs, tears streaming down her beautiful and dignified face.

Sheng Yan rubbed the corner of her eye, letting the tears slide into his mouth. He hugged her tightly with his arms and promised in a hoarse voice, "I promise you..."

The couple gazed at each other with tears in their eyes, relying on each other physically and mentally.

A tear from the corner of Xia Kui's eye slid into his palm, burning his body so much that it froze.

"Baby, promise me, don't leave me." Sheng Yan's eyes turned red and his heart was pulled.

Perhaps because she was tired, her thin body curled up in his arms and she didn't sleep very soundly.

Sheng Yan wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, hugged her tightly and wanted to rub her into his body.

The tsunami before the Spring Festival swallowed up Xia Kui for many years.

She shut herself off and even resisted Sheng Yan's approach.

Curled up in the darkness, immersed in his own abyss, he lost weight rapidly.

Later, Sheng Yan recalled.

That year, he was even more afraid than when she gave birth. He was afraid that Xia Kui would no longer want him, afraid that she would really abandon her husband and child...

Fortunately, they had each other and got through it together. Sheng Yan stayed with her, accompanied her, and made her happy.

Tell her that he will always protect her.

This year's Spring Festival, thousands of homes are lit up, fireworks are blooming, and happy people are reunited with their families.

Sheng Yan held her in his arms and kissed her, "Happy New Year, baby. I hope my little friend will be happy every day."

"Ayan, wuwuwu..."

"I'm here, and I'll always be here."