Before being reborn, there are flowers in my heart

After being reborn, there is a sword in his hand - Song Ran

In July, the sycamore tree in front of the inpatient department of the municipal hospital blooms verdantly, and with the scorching sun, the sound of cicadas rises and falls, which makes people upset.

In the small white inpatient building, a woman in her forties dressed richly and well-maintained, carrying a designer bag, got on the elevator, and walked to a ward at the end of the corridor on the third floor.

On the hospital bed, Song Ran was lying dying, dying, and seemed to be dying.

When he saw the person standing at the door, Song Ran's sloppy eyes finally gathered light.

"What are you doing here?"

Wen Huihui walked up to her with a click on her high heels: "My husband...... Gu Jingxing...... Died yesterday. ”

Song Ran's hand instinctively grasped the sheets under him, his breathing became short, and he said duplicitously: "What does it have to do with me?"

Wen Huihui lit a cigarette: "You don't mind if I smoke, oh yes, you are also a terminally ill person, time is running out, you shouldn't be so particular, heh." ”

Song Ran gritted his teeth and did not speak.

Wen Huihui took a puff, the smoke filled the ward, and her voice seemed a little ethereal.

"You, still the same as thirty years ago, too proud, too duplicitous, do you remember this day in 1988?"

Song Ran still didn't speak.

Wen Huihui said to herself: "For the sake of your death, I will tell you everything, so that you can be a ghost."

On that day, I asked you if you liked Gu Jingxing, the object that others introduced to you, what did you say? You said, even if you are a battalion commander, you don't like it because you are just a poor boy in the countryside. ”

Song Ran gasped violently, no, it's not like this.

She likes Gu Jingxing very much, it's just that Wen Huihui knows her proud character too well, and purposefully guides her to say this duplicitous sentence.

Wen Huihui patted her hand and said comfortingly: "Xiao Ran, what you don't know is that that day, I asked Gu Jingxing to go to your house, and when you said this, Jingxing ...... Standing right at the door of your room. ”

Song Ran's eyes widened suddenly: "You...... You...... Why?"

"Because I have a good eye, you don't look down on the poor boy, I know that he will be the leader in the army, he will be a high-ranking officer, it turns out, I bet right. ”

Song Ran was almost out of breath, and at this time her mind was so chaotic that she even forgot to ring the emergency bell.

Wen Huihui leisurely spat out a cigarette, looked at the dying man, and suddenly had a sense of superiority: "Oh yes, that night, Jing Xing slept with me, this is what you know, what you don't know is that in fact, I used some means, and I gave him a ...... Drugged. ”

"Shameless, Wen Huihui, you are so shameless! Why are you so unscrupulous?"

Wen Huihui sneered: "If I am not shameless, I can cross the class and become the wife of today's high-ranking officials, there are drivers in and out, and others will look up to me wherever I go? Song Ran, you are too naïve." ”

Song Ran was so angry with her that she coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Wen Huihui leaned over to her ear and whispered word by word: "That night, Gu Jingxing was in bed, and it was always your name, Xiao Ran, Ranran, very tender, look at me...... How can you endure it, endure humiliation for a while, in order to achieve a lifetime of glory and wealth, Song Ran, don't you love him? I can't be by his side when I am alive, and after I die, you will accompany him first. ”

Song Ran's eyes widened, he was so angry that he took his last breath.

Wen Huihui beside her was expressionless, only she knew that she was not as beautiful as she seemed.

The man didn't touch her, but she later borrowed another man's seed to fool him and make him have to marry her.

married her but treated her as non-existent, never touched her once in his life, and only cared about the woman in bed in his life.

So what? Heh, it's not her Wen Huihui who has the last laugh?