PS: I didn't say anything, I only ask for monthly tickets and recommendation tickets...

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After a while of emotional venting, Wang Bo finally calmed down. He knew the pain of losing his close relatives. In his previous life, his mother died. He was so sunny that he was unable to recover and eventually went to self-destruction. So he could fully imagine the blow to Xiaoya and her mother that he would say next. His great sorrow was only a little bit crying for Liang Jingquan, who was no longer alive, and most of them were crying for the two women in front of him who didn't know anything.

Wang Bo, who was sitting on the sofa, wiped away the tears from his face with the tissue Liang Ya handed him. Liang Ya sat next to him, Cheng Wenjin sat opposite him, one big and one small, two women, looking at him with a worried look, waiting for what he would say to them.

Wang Bo first looked at Liang Ya beside him and said slowly: "Xiao Ya, do you still remember it? I once promised you that no matter how many difficulties and obstacles there are, no matter how much misfortune or sadness we will endure in the future, I will spend it with you together. I will say this again in front of your mother, it will always work." When speaking, Wang Bo tried his best to calm his tone, but after the tone came out, it was annoying hoarseness, like two hard objects rubbing.

Liang Ya nodded reluctantly, not quite understanding what Wang Bo said, but her heart was instinctively covered with a dark cloud.

As for Cheng Wenjin opposite, after Wang Bo sat down, the smile on his face disappeared, with an unprecedented coldness and confusion.

Wang Bo looked at Cheng Wenjin again, and said in a gentle tone that seemed to be broken as soon as his voice came out: "Aunt Cheng... I... have a very unfortunate news to tell you that Xiaoya and Uncle Liang... were in a car accident and died. You and Xiaoya... are mourning!"

The expressions on Liang Ya and her mother's faces made Wang Bo remember the scene many years later, as if yesterday. The two were obviously stunned at first, and then their faces briefly showed a look as if they were listening to Wang Bo telling jokes. Liang Ya opened her big black and white eyes, a little dull and naive, and said, "Xiao...Xiao Bo, are you... joking with me, are you?"

Wang Bo closed his mouth tightly and shook his head sadly and pity.

"Are you kidding me? Are you coaxing me? Say it! Say it!" Water vapor began to appear in Liang Ya's eyes, and her voice began to become quick.

Wang Bo still shook his head, walked to Liang Ya, sat down next to her, and hugged the girl hard in his arms, but his eyes looked at Cheng Wenjin in front of him. At this time, Cheng Wenjin's face turned pale, his lips were tightly pursed, and tears were filled with tears. Wang Bo looked at Cheng Wenjin's face and said:

"This afternoon, a staff member of our store and I returned to Sifang from Longju. We were halfway up the mountain and had a traffic jam for more than two hours. It was a serious car accident. A minibus from Sifang to Longju rolled down the cliff. Uncle Liang was in the minibus-"

"You lied to me! Woo woo... You are lying to me... He was still at home yesterday. In order to welcome my mother, he made a large table of delicious food... Woo woo woo... I don't believe it, I don't believe it at all! You liar! I don't believe you at all!" Liang Ya began to struggle violently, pounding Wang Bo's back with her hands. Wang Bo let her hit him, and his eyes were still looking at Cheng Wenjin in front. The dried tears were soaked. Wang Bo opened his hazy tears and said crying:

"Xiaoya, Aunt Cheng, you are so sad, don't be too sad!"

Liang Ya began to sobbed hysterically and continued to beat Wang Bo. While crying, she repeatedly said "Don't believe it", "liar", "my dad couldn't run to the mountain".

Her mother Cheng Wenjin sat in place without moving, like a living zombie with her soul removed. Occasionally, tears flowed out every time she blinked, and soon gathered from the corners of her eyes into two streams flowing downwards. Cheng Wenjin kept tears silently, not crying like Liang Ya, but only in this way made Wang Bo feel worried. In his previous life, when he rushed from Shuangqing to the People's Hospital of Guanghan, and was told by several crying uncles that his mother died in the hospital without rescue, he was like Cheng Wenjin's current appearance, not crying or making a fuss, just crying quietly like a walking corpse.

Wang Bo didn't know what he should say at this moment, and what kind of comfort he would give to the two women around him who had lost their father and husband forever. Although no matter what comfort he said until now, it would be useless and helpless, he still said mechanically: "Xiaoya, Aunt Cheng, don't be too sad... You are the ones that Uncle Liang loves the most. The sadder you are, the less he will be... the less at ease he will leave..."

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It was dark at some point, and the small living room was also filled with a haze of night as the dark outside.

Liang Ya, who was hugged by Wang Bo, had fainted from crying at some point. Although she was asleep, she gave people the feeling of being half asleep and half awake. She would say a few vague murmurs from time to time, and even her whole body would occasionally twitch, reminding people of the child who was beaten by her parents when she was a child and was greatly wronged.

Seeing Liang Ya fall asleep, Wang Bo wants to carry Liang Ya to the bed and let her rest well. Wang Bo looks up at Cheng Wenjin with a blurry face opposite him and asks in a low voice: "Aunt Cheng, I'll carry Xiao Ya to the bed, okay?"

Cheng Wenjin didn't say anything, as if nodding, but also seemed to be missing. Wang Bo felt a tragic feeling in his heart, and directly picked up Liang Ya from the sofa, walked into the bedroom that had brought him endless joy and a lot of fear, lifted the quilt, took off his slippers, and gently put Liang Ya's body down.

When he returned to the living room, the lights in the living room were on. Obviously, Cheng Wenjin noticed his actions just now. Cheng Wenjin looked up at Wang Bo who was walking towards him, and his eyes quickly slid into the distance, and said in a voice that seemed to squeeze out from the cold ice crack: "Xiaobo, tell me about Xiaoya's father again. I... want to know..."

Cheng Wenjin's state of crying but not crying made Wang Bo's heart suddenly irritate. Even if Cheng Wenjin was crying and making a fuss like Liang Ya just now, beating and scolding him, he felt much better. Wang Bo walked to Cheng Wenjin, sat down next to him, and slowly posed the things he saw on the edge of the cliff in the afternoon to Cheng Wenjin, including that he personally picked up the ID card from the white cloth that made him feel that Liang Jingquan was smiling at him and told the other party.

After hearing this, Cheng Wenjin shook his head and said, "He won't run to the mountain for no reason. There is no one he knows there. There must be other reasons here. Xiaobo, are you hiding something from me?"

Wang Bo did not dare to look directly at Cheng Wenjin, thinking about telling the other party the truth. If Liang Jingquan was not dead, in his plan, he would have to find some time to steal Liang Jingquan's hook up with his own rice noodle shop employee to Cheng Wenjin, and to hold the other party and design a revenge to capture him/her.

However, the dead are gone. All the faults, crimes, conspiracies, and his hatred for Liang Jingquan disappeared with the other party's death and suddenly became insignificant. He did not want to destroy the reputation of the dead.

"No, Aunt Cheng. I told you everything I know." Wang Bo lowered his head and said in a low voice.

"Wang Bo--" A clear shout rang in Wang Bo's ears. Wang Bo looked up and looked at Cheng Wenjin in front of him. The other party was already in tears. Cheng Wenjin stared at Wang Bo's face deeply and said word by word, "I have the right to know all the truth about my husband's accident; but you have no qualifications to hide it, tell me!"

"Aunt Cheng, I--"

"Tell me!" Cheng Wenjin suddenly screamed out of control.

"Okay, Aunt Cheng, don't be anxious. I promise to tell you everything, okay?" Wang Bo suddenly became excited when he saw Cheng Wenjin. Even if he had the intention of hiding the dead, he would not dare to hide it. He took Cheng Wenjin's hand and said hurriedly.

Next, Wang Bo spent about a quarter of an hour to tell Cheng Wenjin how Liang Jingquan fell in love with Jiang Mei, how he went to Guanghan to meet and chat with Jiang Mei many times. After discovering that Jiang Mei had returned to her hometown yesterday, he resolutely decided to follow him, bought a ticket to Longju, and then told Cheng Wenjin about the accident and the accident that Liang Jingquan slandered her in front of Jiang Mei and wanted to divorce her.

While saying that Wang Bo was comforting himself, it would be better to let Liang Jingquan, who died of unfaithfulness, take the blame, so as to reduce the burden of Cheng Wenjin's self-blame. Liang Jingquan ran away from home yesterday and went to find Jiang Mei again, and must have had a fight with Cheng Wenjin again. Cheng Wenjin's expression just now must have complained and resented himself in his heart, just like he in his previous life. Although the direct perpetrator was his stepfather, Wang Bo has been trapped in the whirlpool of self-blame and regret, and feels that he will bear great responsibility for his mother's death.

"Wuwu...I hurt him...I hurt him..." Cheng Wenjin bent over and covered her face, and finally couldn't help crying loudly after hearing Wang Bo's narration.

Wang Bo hugged Cheng Wenjin, who was bent down and cried in his arms, gently caressing Cheng Wenjin's back. Cheng Wenjin was wearing a white shirt today. Wang Bo could feel the thin straps of the other person's chest/cover with his hands. If it were placed normally, he would probably be distracted at this moment. He was thinking about everything, but at this moment, he was only left with the sorrow of empathy. Wang Bo spoke in a hoarse voice to comfort:

"Aunt Cheng, don't say that. No matter what your business is, it's an accident. All of this is an accident!" Wang Bo actually wanted to say that it was all because of Liang Jingquan's greed and lustfulness. If he didn't go up the mountain to find Jiang Mei in the rain, how could such an accident happen? But when he said that, he couldn't say it. The deceased was the most important thing. Liang Jingquan was a bastard, and he thought he could do it in his heart, but he couldn't say it.

But Cheng Wenjin still shook his head and cried bitterly, as if the tears surging in the spring quickly wet the T-shirt in front of Wang Bo. Cheng Wenjin shook his head while repeating:

"No, it was me who hurt him! I was me who hurt him! I shouldn't have quarreled with him. If I didn't quarrel with him, he wouldn't have gone out yesterday and wouldn't have died. Do you think so, Xiaobo? Do you think so--"

Cheng Wenjin's crying was tragic and sad, like a kind of desperate cry before the death of a bird. Wang Bo's heart was extremely sad. He knew that nothing he said at this time could not change the other party's concept of self-reproach and regret. He just stroked Cheng Wenjin's back while repeating mechanically:

"No, Aunt Cheng, you were wrong, this is an accident! This is a pure accident! No, Aunt Cheng, you were wrong, this is an accident! This is a pure accident..."

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