When Shen Qinghuan and Lu Ziheng arrive at the hospital, Qin Muzhi quarrels with Zhou Zihan.

Finally, Zhou's mother endured the pain and dragged Zhou Zihan away.

This is Zhou Zihan's second visit to the morgue, which is so cold that it is numb and numb.

Her nose was sour. She suddenly realized clearly that even if she got married in the future, her loving father would never run to her other half with his own hand.

People who are so familiar now lie here motionless. Even if the driver is dragged out and killed, my father will never come back.

Zhou Zihan hurried to deal with his father's funeral with empty eyes. He visited relatives who offered condolences. It was a bit true and a bit false. He had no energy to research.

Maybe when you cry numbly, your tears will dry up.

People come and go in the morgue. The most words you have said to Zhou Zihan should belong to sorrow and change.

But if they are as simple as they say in their mouth, why is there traumatic stress disorder in the world.

It rained all night.

Early in the morning, Zhou Zihan walked through the long corridor with his father's urn in his arms. She saw the raindrops falling in from the window. It seemed that she saw her father's kind face in the water light.

Jiang Silu was the one who knew about the Zhou family's accident at the latest.

He hurried to the hospital just in time for the Zhou family's funeral car to go to the cemetery.

Jiang Shilu panted and ran to Zhou Zihan. He hung his head and said to her apologetically, "I've just finished filling in the volunteer form of Arts and Science in my class. I'm sorry, but my uncle certainly doesn't want to see you so sad."

Zhou Zihan looked at Jiang Silu and smiled bitterly: "Jiang Silu. What are you sorry for? Isn't it my wishful thinking to treat you from beginning to end? You are so busy on weekdays. It's a waste of your time to see you in this place now. "

"Zhou Zihan." Jiang Shilu's heart seemed to be suddenly pierced by something. His expression was unbelievable. His black and white eyes focused on Zhou Zihan: "I know your uncle's business makes you feel very bad. I can wait for you to calm down, but please don't talk to me in such a strange tone."

Zhou Zihan, whose name was called, was like a hedgehog. She was silent for a long time before she responded to Jiang Silu: "let's break up?"

"I won't agree." Jiang Silu tightened his lip line. He even said to Zhou Zihan regardless of the occasion, "would you mind telling some truth? It's you who are together, and it's you who are ending now. Where is such a truth? "

"How can you let her reason with you when she meets such a thing?" Qin Muzhi has been unhappy with Jiang Shilu for too long. This night, he took advantage of the relationship between Liu Min and Zhou's mother, who was a little sister when she was young, and kept Zhou Zihan here in the hospital. It's really unpleasant to see that Jiang Shilu's question is like this.

"This is between Zhou Zihan and me." Mr. Jiang seldom speaks in high decibels on such public occasions: "what does it have to do with you?"

Qin Muzhi was so angry that he clenched his fist and was about to wave to Jiang Silu, but Lu Ziheng stopped him.

If Zhou Zihan had another dispute with Jiang Shilu on the occasion of dealing with his father's affairs, I'm afraid Lao Qin's love path will only be more and more rough in the future. Lu Ziheng followed Qin Muzhi and signaled him to learn to bear it.

At a time like this, their boys are not suitable to appear here.

Shen Qinghuan assures Qin Muzhi that he will look after Zhou Zihan and not let her have an accident, which makes Qin Muzhi's anger slowly dissipate because of Jiang Silu.