Marital shenanigans: ex-wife, don't come back

Song doesn't regret not crying. It seems that the child's psychology is already ready.

"Don't regret, you listen to your mother. Now if your mother continues to rescue, even if she is rescued, she won't last too long, and it will be very painful! Let's let her leave at ease, OK?"

Song Buhui had tears in his eyes, but he didn't cry all the time. "Yan Yan's mother, won't people suffer any more after they die?"

"Hmm!" Zhan Yan nodded.

Song Buhui wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand, and then nodded heavily, "let mom leave at ease. I don't want my mom to continue suffering!"

"Well, we'll let mom leave at ease!"

Zhan Yan held song Buhui's small hand tightly, stood up and said to the doctor, "let's give up the rescue and let her leave at ease!"

"Hmm!" the doctor nodded. At this time, the nurse suddenly came out of the ward and said to them, "the patient's heart has recovered its spontaneous beating, and people have woken up! The family members seize the time to go in and tell the patient individually, but it may not last too long!"

Zhan Yan took song Buhui's hand and walked into the ward.

On the hospital bed, song Zijin's face was pale and it was very difficult to breathe. It seemed that he couldn't last too long.

"Zi Jin!" Zhan Yan held her hand tightly and refused to let go.

Maybe, let go this time is goodbye.

Song Zijin's body nestled into a ball and leaned against Zhan Yan's arms, but he was still shaking, "sister Yan, in fact, I don't want to die. I don't want to die alone! I want to see that I don't regret growing up and marrying the right husband. I want to see her happy all my life. Don't be like me. I can't ask for it all my life..."

Zhan Yan tightly hugged her body and choked in her voice, "don't worry, Zijin! I'll take good care of you without regret. I'll help her choose the right husband. Watching her happy all her life, I'll never let her go your old way! Believe me, okay?"

"Well, I believe!" Song Zijin smiled at her very hard. "Sister Yan, I owe you. Zijin can only pay you back in the afterlife! I'm sorry..."

She said, very difficult to put song Buhui's hand into Zhan Yan's hand.

Then, he slowly closed his eyes. He had less air in and more air out.

Zhan Yan couldn't help crying, "Zijin, hold on a little longer. Song Zhiyuan will come right away. Will you wait for him?"

Song Zijin smiled powerlessly and shook his head, "it's better not to see each other. If there is an afterlife, I just wish he was my brother..."

After she finished, she closed her eyes and lost her breath in her arms.

On the computer screen, it finally becomes a flowing straight line.

Zhan Yan held song Buhui tightly in her arms and said to her, "don't regret, look at your mother again, remember her appearance, don't forget!"

Song Bu regretful put his hands around Zhan Yan's neck, but his tearful eyes kept staring at Song Zijin. Song Zijin was so calm lying in the hospital bed, as if he had just fallen asleep.

"Mom is tired, she... Fell asleep!" song Buhui said stubbornly, but kept crying.

At this time, song Zhiyuan broke in and saw the body of song Zijin on the hospital bed.

Zhan Yan held the child and looked at him, coldly said to him, "Song Zhiyuan, you're late, Zijin, she's gone!"