When Jiang Qimeng mentions Lu Jingtian, song Enya's face slows down and says, "Oh, why should I do that? I know. She had an accident and was injured by fire. In the hospital, I went to see her some time ago and heard from the doctor that she was recovering well. "

Although Lu Jingtian is said to be song Enya's best friend, the best friend in their circle is actually just the same thing.

The relationship between the two can only be said to be very close, but not to the extent of intimate.

In addition, the Song family has had so many situations recently. Song Enya is tired physically and mentally, and her mentality has changed a lot. She doesn't care about anything so much.

"It's not about it! It's been happening for days ——Jingtian committed suicide by jumping off a building. Do you know that? "

Song Enya nodded absentmindedly, and suddenly reacted, his eyes widened

"Just five nights ago, she jumped off the roof of the hospital and killed herself!"

Jiang Qimeng said, "the day after tomorrow is her first seven. The Lu family is going to have a farewell ceremony. Are you going?"

The news came so suddenly that song Enya did not prepare for it and was stunned.

"How is it possible? Mom, is the news accurate? "

"Of course!"

Jiang Qimeng said, "I also read the obituary published by Huanyu company in the newspaper to confirm this! The day after tomorrow is her farewell ceremony. You have such a good relationship with her, so you should attend. "

"But No way... "

Song Enya hesitated and said, "I'm going to get married soon. This is a funeral, a happy event, some taboos, and a bad thing."

"If you don't go, it doesn't matter. It's not important. I'll call Lu Jia and make a statement. I'll say something about your discomfort."

Song Enya nodded.

"I'm not feeling well. I'll go back to my room first."

Jiang Qimeng catches up with her. "Did you have dinner? Shall I bring you dinner? "

Song Enya didn't reply, and walked up the stairs in cold air.

Jiang Qimeng looks at her back worried and sighs deeply.

……

At night, the sky is full of ink.

A bus slowly stopped at a stop, the door opened, a woman with some simple carry on luggage, slowly walked out of the car.

The door is closed and the bus is gone.

Meng Qingxue looks up at the stop sign.

Platform of Yicheng center.

Yicheng - a small town just over 200 kilometers away from the capital.

She tossed and turned several buses, all the way, still don't know where to go, but accidentally saw the station name, Yicheng?

Yanchen, the capital of Yancheng.

She bought a ticket to Yicheng. Before getting on the train, she bought some bread and water at the station and left it for the road.

Ten hours' drive, all the bumps, plus her reaction to early pregnancy, all the food she ate, she vomited.

Fortunately, several women in the same car with her learned that she was pregnant and took care of her, which was not too painful.

After getting off the bus, a rural hotel is just across the road. Maybe it has a certain history. There are two corners of the sign light that are not on.

Meng Qingxue looks around. At this point, taking a taxi should be a difficult thing. In a word, before finding the house, she can only settle down in the hotel temporarily.