One Thousand Three Hundred and Forty-Eight Encounter (II)

"I'll notify the hospital security now."

"I'll check the surveillance outside the door."

"I'll ask the doctor and nurse on duty."

Tang Jue, Tang Yi, and Tang Song took immediate action. Tang Wei stayed alone in the ward, calm and composed, "Second uncle, think about where your aunt would go, I'll take you there."

"Okay, I'll think about it." Tang Yiming forced himself to calm down.

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After lunch, Song Zhixing and Chen Cheng took Uncle Mo's car to the cemetery.

The cemetery was in a very desolate suburb, and the car drove for more than an hour to get there.

At noon, the sun was at its hottest. Uncle Mo looked up at the whitish sun, "Miss, do you want to sit in the car for a while and wait until the sun is a little bit smaller before going? The sun is too strong now."

"It's okay, I have an umbrella!" Song Zhixing grabbed the parasol in his hand, "Uncle Mo, you just wait for me in the parking lot, Chengcheng and I will go up. We will be down in a while."

"Okay. Be careful, don't get heatstroke!"

Song Zhixing responded, pulled Chen Cheng holding the umbrella and got out of the car with the flowers. Chen Cheng looked at the graves, huddled against Song Zhixing, "Fortunately it's broad daylight now, and the sun is so strong. If it was cloudy and rainy, I wouldn't dare to come here."

Song Zhixing sneered at her, "Coward!"

"Of course you are brave, your parents live here. They will bless you."

Chen Cheng's words made Song Zhixing's eyes darken for a moment, "I would rather they didn't live here, I would rather they were unable to bless me..."

The words were very sad. Chen Cheng looked at her apologetically, "Don't take my words to heart. I'm a person who speaks without restraint, you know."

"I don't blame you."

The two girls talked all the way and climbed the stairs.

"Where do your parents live?" Chen Cheng asked while fanning the wind with her hand.

Song Zhixing pointed in a direction, "There. Very close."

Chen Cheng looked in the direction she pointed,

"Hey, what day is it today? It seems that there are other people coming to visit the grave."

"Maybe it's the birthday of another old friend or something!" Song Zhixing responded casually without thinking much.

When he got closer, he was slightly stunned.

The person who was thought to be visiting the grave of others was actually sitting in front of his parents' tombstone. She was sitting facing the tombstone. From the direction of Song Zhixing and Chen Cheng, she could only see a thin back. The other person had disheveled hair and wore a white hospital gown. When the wind blew, he looked desolate and gloomy.

Chen Cheng's heart was in her throat. She held Song Zhixing's hand tightly, "Is this person... a human or a ghost?"

Song Zhixing was a timid person. When Chen Cheng asked her this question, her back was also terrified.

But the woman who had been silent all this time suddenly moved. Holding a sharp stone in her hand, she suddenly scratched the photo of her parents on the tombstone. At first, the movement was slow, but later, as if she was out of control, the movement became faster and faster, and more and more forceful. In a short while, the two black and white photos on the tombstone were scratched beyond recognition.

Song Zhixing, who was still in a daze, suddenly came back to her senses. Seeing that the two young faces of her parents became blurred, she felt heartache and could not help but get angry. She didn't care about being afraid. She stuffed the umbrella and flowers into Chen Cheng's arms and strode over, "What are you doing?"

The other party seemed to have not heard her voice. She was completely immersed in her own world. The movement of her hands seemed to be carving the things she hated the most. Because of the excessive force, the veins on the back of his hand were throbbing.

Seeing that he couldn't hold back, Song Zhixing had to grab the other person's hand, "Who are you? What grudge do my parents have against you? Why do you want to disturb them like this..."

The word "quiet" suddenly got stuck in her throat when she saw the other person's face turned around.

She was shocked and surprised, staring at the other person in disbelief, "Tang..."

The word "Madam" got stuck in her throat. Why is she here? Didn't she say that she was in the hospital due to the illness? Moreover, why would she do such a ridiculous thing to her parents' tombstone?

Su Fengjin was obviously the same as surprised when she saw Song Zhixing. Her pair of originally lifeless eyes widened and stared at Song Zhixing. That look made Song Zhixing feel creepy. Chen Cheng stood a few steps away, not knowing what was going on here, and asked anxiously: "Xingxing, are you okay?"

"No... I'm fine." Song Zhixing's face was stiff. For some reason, Su Fengjin's eyes made her feel creepy. Moreover, the look gradually became sharper, as if he wanted to tear her into pieces.

"Li Hui..." Su Fengjin's pale lips moved, and suddenly uttered these two words.

Song Zhixing suddenly heard his mother's name, and was stunned for a moment. The next moment he realized that the other party had recognized the wrong person, and opened his lips to explain. But Su Fengjin suddenly seemed to be crazy, and stood up suddenly, "I knew you were not dead... You are not dead... You want to pretend to be pitiful and let Yiming fall in love with you again, right?"

Song Zhixing was shocked when he heard this.

She said this to her mother, so the Yiming she mentioned was...

"You can't snatch it from me!" Su Fengjin smiled, that smile was very beautiful, with a bit of desolation, a bit of sadness, and obviously unconscious, "Yiming loves me now, he has no interest in you anymore... He loves me very much..."

"You recognized the wrong person." Song Zhixing explained, "I am Song Zhixing, Li Hui is my mother."

"However, how come you are still so young after so many years?" Su Fengjin seemed to not hear her words at all. He suddenly raised his hand and touched her face, his eyes floating on her face, "Yiming likes you because you are young... I didn't expect that after more than ten years, you are still so young. I am really jealous..."

Hearing this, Song Zhixing felt a sense of foreboding in her heart. She felt that her hand was so cold that it seemed to chill her bones. She took a step back in fear. However, Su Fengjin had already pounced on her at this moment, and the sharp stone that she had been holding tightly in her hand suddenly scratched her face.

Song Zhixing subconsciously raised her hand to block it, but the stone was too sharp and scratched her palm. The delicate palm immediately bleeds, and blood gushed out.

"Xingxing!" Chen Cheng was still watching over there, but now he finally realized that something was wrong. He threw away the flowers and umbrella in his hand and ran over.

Song Zhixing felt pain and frowned. But the other party was determined to attack again. She ignored the pain and just grabbed the other party's hand.

"Calm down and look carefully. I am not Li Hui at all! You are wrong!" She tried her best to make the other party sober up, but at this moment, Su Fengjin had completely lost her mind.

[Good night! ]