Chapter 624

Name:Thorny First Marriage Author:Basho
I ran back to my room, and then I rushed into the bathroom and vomited.

Strange to say, I haven't eaten anything since last night. I just drank a mouthful of seafood soup. How can I have so much to vomit.

Exhausted with vomiting, I got up from the toilet, wiped my mouth with a towel, and staggered out of the bathroom.

"What happened after that day?"

"No, this is yanpo's sixth place for me."

"Have you been living here for more than a year?"

I didn't want to make her sad any more, so I switched the subject.

I think the death of sugar in her heart, as if with a knife deeply cut a knife in general.

I lost my memory for more than a year, but Mrs. sang remembered everything clearly.

She sighed and didn't say any more. In fact, I didn't live the worst year. The worst one should be Mrs. sang.

Mrs. Sang's voice choked again: "it's all right to remember, it's all right to remember."

"More than a month ago."

I took the glass and gulped it all down. Mrs. sang took it away, took my hand and said, "son, you've suffered for more than a year. When did you recover your memory? "

I'm not stupid. I know Mrs. Sang's heart is not good. What are you talking about.

When he looked at me, his eyes twinkled. I knew that he was afraid that I would say something about sangqi.

Mr. sang unexpectedly handed me a glass of warm water: "drink some water!"

I murmured: "Sang Qi, if you know that you are now living well, will be very happy."

The towel was warm and comfortable on her face. Mrs. Sang's gentle face was close at hand. I felt a vague sense of happiness in my heart.

Mrs. sang came out of the bathroom with a towel in her hand to wipe my tears.

"After so many things, how much better can the heart be?"

I stopped crying and looked up at Mr. sang: "how can she have a bad heart? She had a bad heart

"Don't cry," Mr. Sang's voice said. "Her heart is not very good these two years. Don't make her too excited."

I held her in my arms and cried out of breath. Mrs. sang patted me on the back and said to me in tears, "don't cry, child. Sit down and I'll wring a wet towel for you."

Mrs. sang is still the same Mrs. sang. As soon as we met, we all tried our best to feed me.

Mrs. Sang also hugged me tightly: "summer solstice." She was a little excited and incoherent: "yanpo, how did you bring her here? Why didn't you tell me earlier? It happened that the Sophora tree in our yard was in blossom. The child loves to eat Sophora cake! "

Now when I see her alive here, the big stone in my heart falls to the ground naturally.

I'm not sure whether Mrs. sang is alive or dead. Even sang Qi can't find her. Last time Wei Lan scared me so much, I really thought I couldn't see Mrs. sang.

"Ma!" I wept with joy, my nose and tears rushed to her and hugged her tightly.

She is still the same, gentle eyebrows, although more than 50, but she is still the most beautiful beauty in my mind.

I was overjoyed and ran to see Mrs. sang in the living room, wearing a white cotton cheongsam and a light green plaid apron.

When I was on the way, I thought that Mr. sang helped me out last time, but this time he turned to me in front of Wei Lan. Would he come to see Mrs. sang when he said he would bring me to a place?

It's really Mrs. sang!

It's Mrs. sang. It's Mrs. Sang's voice!

"Why are you here at this time? Didn't you just come here this morning? "

I got out of the car and went to the door. I watched him press the code to enter the door. A familiar voice came from inside.

He drove to the door of a villa, stopped and said to me briefly, "get out of the car."

I hope I'm right this time.

Mr. sang personally drove the car. I felt vaguely as if I knew where he was going to take me and who he was going to meet. My heart was filled with expectation and joy.

Then I followed him out as soon as I gritted my teeth and stamped my feet.

I stood in place to watch his figure out of the room, I don't know if I should follow him.

What are you doing? Where is he taking me?

He got up from the sofa and walked past me.

I saw sadness in his face, he sighed and looked up at me: "you're going to a place with me."

No matter what, sangqi is his son, and he should love him, otherwise he would not have given Dayu's responsibility to him before.

Mr. sang stared at me for a moment, and then sat down on the sofa, holding his head in his hand.

On the contrary, I also think that his father's performance is very poor, both his father and his husband are very poor.I know he hates me. He thinks I made them kill each other.

He's staring at me all the time. I don't care what kind of eyes he looks at me with.

Now Dayu's affairs are seldom managed by sang Shixi. No one knows what he is doing now, and he seldom appears in Sang's home.

Mr. sang is really old. A year ago, he was still romantic, but now he feels a lot older.

"Yes, he contacted me before, but you know, your dear eldest son asked the killer to kill sangqi yesterday. He may have been injured and shed a lot of blood. Now his life and death are uncertain. I don't know where he is. You should ask your eldest son about this. He hates his younger brother so much. Do you have to kill him? "

"You don't know how to contact Qi."

I shook my head. "I don't know."

I still hold a glimmer of hope that Mr. sang may know the whereabouts of Sang Qi, but my heart suddenly cools when he asks me.

"Do you know where a Qi is?"

I gasped and sat down on another sofa. "Mr. sang, what's the matter?"

Looking up, I saw Mr. sang sitting on the sofa in my room. My father-in-law ran to my daughter-in-law's room. It's a bit weird. He must have something to tell me.

Mrs. sang wiped her tears with a tissue. Her hand shaking slightly as she held my hand.

"I didn't know what happened before, but I heard a lot of noise. When I ran over, I saw you fall in a pool of blood. Gu Yu was beside you. It was a mess at that time. Yanpo took advantage of the chaos and took me away from the Sang family. Later I learned that you lost your memory, sugar... "

She choked badly, and didn't say anything in the back: "then a Qi also disappeared, and the people of yanpo were afraid of Weilan found me, so they hid me in Tibet."