I Want To Move In Next Door
Chapter 981 - 979: Is She Okay? (1)

Chapter 981: Chapter 979: Is She Okay? (1)

"And, and..." Song Youman seemed to want to say something else, but she stuttered for quite a while without getting the words out.

Xia Wan’an pursed her lips, "Just say whatever you want to say. Is there anything worse than his departure?"

Song Youman appeared to struggle with something. After a long while, she finally spoke with a do-or-die attitude: "Also, the reason Han Jingnian had the accident this time is that someone tampered with the car in advance... The police got involved, and then someone reported to the police station, claiming that Han Zhijin was the one who tampered with the car... Han Zhijin might have learned about what he had done and that the police were onto him, so he fled... Up to now, there has been no news of him at all..."

"An’an, tell me, why would Han Zhijin do such a thing? Could he be in some kind of difficulty? He has always liked and respected his little uncle... An’an, tell me, everything was fine with all of us, always has been fine, how did it become like this..."

Lost in her own thoughts, Song Youman didn’t notice Xia Wan’an hugging her knees, staring blankly into space and zoning out while she continued to speak her mind: "An’an, I will always stand by your side... If he really did such a thing, I won’t forgive him... But An’an, Muxi..."

Song Youman realized she had almost blurted something out and hurriedly stopped herself from letting out the rest of her words.

She had intended to say that Muxi was innocent, hoping An’an wouldn’t hold a prejudice against Muxi because of Han Zhijin.

Fortunately, she reacted quickly, realizing in time that Muxi was Han Zhijin’s child, a fact unknown to An’an, and she thought that from now on, no one would ever know.

After Song Youman was lost in thought for a while, she turned her head to look at Xia Wan’an. The girl’s eyes were lifeless, her expression dull; a pang of heartache suddenly hit Song Youman’s heart, so she picked up the porridge bowl and once again urged Xia Wan’an to eat.

As if unaware of her words, Xia Wan’an didn’t blink even as the cries of Little Muxi could be heard from the next room.

Song Youman had to stop her already dry persuasion, placing the porridge gently on the bedside table: "An’an, remember to eat the porridge. I’m going to check on Muxi."

Xia Wan’an remained unresponsive like a wooden figure.

With a soft sigh, Song Youman left the room. After feeding Little Muxi and putting her to sleep, she came back. Just as she was about to push the door open, she heard suppressed sobs coming from inside.

Song Youman instinctively stopped her hand from pushing the door. She stood at the doorway for a moment but ultimately did not enter, silently walking away.

...

The memorial service for Han Jingnian, Han Jingnian’s burial, the seventh day after Han Jingnian’s death... In short, everything related to the funeral affairs of Han Jingnian, Xia Wan’an only heard about through Song Youman. She hadn’t shown her face at Han Jingnian’s funeral from beginning to end.

Every day, Song Youman tried her best to talk to her, and it was a whole day’s worth of talking that might not even elicit a single word in response. At night when Song Youman went to sleep, Xia Wan’an was still awake; when Song Youman woke up in the morning, Xia Wan’an had already opened her eyes... Song Youman had no idea whether Xia Wan’an had slept at all. Watching Xia Wan’an’s mental condition deteriorate day by day, and her figure visibly losing weight, Song Youman gradually became restless. Just as Song Youman was considering whether to find a psychologist for Xia Wan’an, someone rang her home doorbell.

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