Zhao Bufan had originally been suffering from the sight of Wu Pengpeng's public display of affection and was about to leave indignantly. But then he saw the smile on Wu Pengpeng's face suddenly vanish.
She stared at a point in the void with a panicked look. Her phone slipped from her hand, but she seemed not to notice.
Only then did Zhao Bufan finally sense that something was wrong with her. He quickly got up and walked over. While picking up the phone, he held Wu Pengpeng's hand. "Pengpeng, what's wrong?"
Wu Pengpeng seemed to be suddenly awakened. She looked at him in panic, then suddenly stood up and ran like crazy towards the door without even putting on her clothes.
Zhao Bufan quickly picked up her coat and chased after her. Finally, he stopped her at the elevator entrance. He grabbed her wrist to prevent her from running around again and whispered, "Did He Qianshan... do something to let you down?"
At the mention of He Qianshan's name, Wu Pengpeng shuddered violently as if being pricked by something. It took her a long time to finally come to her senses and said with difficulty, "Yanshen he... he..."
She tried to take several deep breaths, but the words were stuck in her chest and she couldn't get them out. She was so anxious that tears streamed down her face.
Seeing her reaction, Zhao Bufan understood. He Qianshan must have had an accident, and it was a serious one.
He had witnessed how they had fallen in love and knew how important He Qianshan was to Wu Pengpeng.
If something really happened to him, Wu Pengpeng might be completely devastated.
Thinking of this, Zhao Bufan unconsciously tightened his grip on Wu Pengpeng's wrist, hoping to give her some comfort.
Just then, the elevator finally arrived. He quickly pushed Wu Pengpeng into the elevator and gently patted her shoulder. "Pengpeng, don't be in such a hurry. Maybe it's nothing serious. It's possible that the person who passed the message made a mistake."
But Wu Pengpeng seemed not to hear his words. She stood there blankly, only with tears constantly rolling down.
Zhao Bufan silently sighed in his heart. He patted her on the back again and silently accompanied her.
The two walked towards the underground garage in silence. It wasn't until he stuffed Wu Pengpeng into the car that Zhao Bufan didn't know where to go and had to ask, "Pengpeng, where are we going?"
Wu Pengpeng was completely stiff in the passenger seat, staring blankly at a point in the void.
Zhao Bufan reached out and shook her. "Pengpeng?"
Wu Pengpeng was pushed by him and suddenly came to her senses. She turned her head slowly and looked at him blankly.
"Where are we going?" Zhao Bufan carefully chose his words, afraid of stimulating her again. "Which hospital is Yanshen in?"
Wu Pengpeng was like an old computer with almost full memory. She frowned and thought for a long time before hoarsely saying, "Central Hospital."
Zhao Bufan nodded. He turned on the heater and adjusted the direction of the warm air towards her. Then he started the car and headed straight for the Central Hospital.
When they arrived at the hospital's underground parking lot, Wu Pengpeng sat there without moving when getting out of the car.
Zhao Bufan helped her unbuckle the seat belt and then got out of the car to open the passenger door. When he was about to help her out, Wu Pengpeng suddenly spoke.
"I'm so scared." Maybe it was because it was too cold in the underground parking lot. Her whole body was trembling slightly, and even her voice was a bit out of tune. "The police said... two cars collided. The other car... was completely destroyed and the people in it died..."
Zhao Bufan's heart skipped a beat. He thought it was just an ordinary accident, but he didn't expect the situation to be so serious.
No wonder Wu Pengpeng was so scared.
He thought for a long time in his heart and then said dryly, "Pengpeng, you can't collapse now. Yanshen is still waiting for you. If you collapse first, he will be all alone..."
These words had been repeated in his heart many times, but he still couldn't say them in the end.
He had experienced waiting for the result of Wu Pengpeng's operation outside the operating room. That kind of fear was catalyzed into a bone - eroding poison by the long - term waiting, eroding people's nerves every minute and every second.
And Wu Pengpeng's fear at this moment was probably even greater than his back then.
All the comforting words composed of flowery rhetoric were pale and meaningless at this moment.
Wu Pengpeng seemed to be awakened by Zhao Bufan's words. She suddenly remembered that day when she was hit by Wan Pengcheng and was on the verge of death. She had already promised the Heavenly Way to go to another world to do tasks.
But later, she heard He Qianshan's cries and came back instinctively.
If He Qianshan was lying alone in the operating room and saw that no one was waiting for him, he would surely leave in despair.
She didn't want him to leave her like this. Even if she had to search the ends of the earth, she would surely hold on to him tightly.
Wu Pengpeng took a deep breath and got out of the car. "I'm okay. Let's go!"
Zhao Bufan carefully observed her expression. It seemed that in an instant, she had digested all her previous weakness and helplessness.
He opened his mouth, but swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue. He silently followed her towards the elevator entrance.
They asked for directions at the nurse's station and soon found He Qianshan's operating room. The light in the operating room was still on.
Wu Pengpeng's steps subconsciously paused. Just as Zhao Bufan was about to tell her not to force herself, he saw her take a deep breath and step forward again.
Fu Heng saw her and quickly greeted her. "Miss Wu."
Wu Pengpeng nodded at him calmly, trying hard not to break down. "What's the situation now?"
Seeing her so calm, Fu Heng couldn't help but take a deep look at her. "... The operation will take a long time. He was seriously injured..."
He carefully observed Wu Pengpeng's reaction. When he said the word "serious", her eyes trembled slightly, but she quickly covered it up. "Why did you get here so quickly?"
Fu Heng told the truth. "I couldn't reach him just now. I called his new number, and the police said he had an accident. I happened to be nearby, so I came straight here."
Wu Pengpeng nodded woodenly. Her eyes fell on the things in his hand, which seemed to be He Qianshan's wallet and a pair of silver rings.
She pointed to the rings in Fu Heng's hand. "Can I have a look?"
Fu Heng quickly handed them over, choking back the words on his lips.
This afternoon, He Qianshan asked him to book a restaurant and even rent out the whole place. He was also asked to contact the restaurant owner and say that they would decorate the restaurant themselves.
He had even joked with He Qianshan at that time, asking if he was going to propose.
"Yeah, I'm going to propose." He Qianshan seemed to be in a good mood and even had the mood to joke with him. "So don't let me down this time. Otherwise, I'll fire all the financial staff in the company, and you'll be in charge of the whole financial department from now on."
Then He Qianshan went to pick up the rings first and then went to a flower - growing base in the suburbs to personally select Wu Pengpeng's favorite hydrangeas.
He had an accident on his way back.
Based on Fu Heng's understanding of He Qianshan, he definitely didn't want Wu Pengpeng to know about these things.
Wu Pengpeng carefully took the rings. They were simple silver bands with He Qianshan's blood on them.
She tried hard to hold back the sobs in her throat and gently stroked the rings. Suddenly, she felt an uneven mark on the inner wall of the ring.
She carefully identified it. Both rings were engraved with the letters "YS".
It was the abbreviation of "Yuanshan".
This was their unique memory.
Gradually, a layer of mist appeared in Wu Pengpeng's eyes. Even though she tried hard to suppress it, it still came like a surging tide.
She could only try hard to open her eyes wide until the whites of her eyes were all red, as if blood would spill out the next second.
Fu Heng felt a bit sorry for her and softly called her, "Miss Wu."
Wu Pengpeng forced a smile that was uglier than crying. "What did he go to the company for today? He seemed to be in a hurry when he answered your call this morning. Did something happen to the company?"
Fu Heng thought for a while and told the truth. "His second uncle's son just got out of prison last month. He came to the company to make a big scene today, seemingly wanting to divide the family property."
He hesitated for a moment but still told the truth. "I heard that it was the boss who sent him to prison back then."
Wu Pengpeng's hand holding the ring froze, and her fingertips felt slightly sore.
Before she could say anything, there was a commotion in the corridor not far away.
Then a middle - aged couple and a young couple walked in aggressively.
Fu Heng whispered in her ear, "They are the boss's uncle and aunt, as well as his cousin and cousin."
Wu Pengpeng carefully observed their expressions. There was not a trace of worry on their faces. Instead, they seemed eager to confirm whether He Qianshan was dead or not.
She stuffed the rings into her overcoat pocket and walked over with a cold face, blocking their way. "What are you doing here?"
Song Jiancheng was blocked by her and glared at her angrily. "I'm his family."
But Wu Pengpeng didn't move. She stared coldly at Song Jiancheng and said word by word, "From today on, I'm the only family he has."