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What happened later was what Autumn Wind saw at the Press Conference, where Qiu Mowen was absent, and the angry face of Liu Jian when the conference ended.
After that, once the Press Conference concluded, Liu Jian rushed to the hospital.
At the hospital, Wang Shaowu was anxiously pacing in front of the emergency room. When Liu Jian approached him, he asked urgently, “How is he...?”
Wang Shaowu did not answer immediately. He took a deep breath, furrowed his brow in thought for a moment, and then said slowly, “It’s not looking good; it’s been three hours... it seems like...”
“Is he going to die?” Liu Jian’s heart twisted in knots, his tone slightly frantic.
Noticing Liu Jian’s panic, Wang Shaowu patted his shoulder. “Listen, if anything happens to Ervin, you need to do as I say next…”
Liu Jian was startled by Wang Shaowu’s words. “What...?”
“First, don’t tell Autumn Wind that he’s hospitalized. Second, no matter what Qiu Ruolan does, don’t express your opinions… Third, go home right now and act like nothing has happened…”
“Why...” Just as he uttered those two words, Liu Jian was intimidated by the look in Wang Shaowu’s eyes and swallowed his words. “Okay, I understand…”
“Let’s go; I’ll handle things here…” Wang Shaowu looked at Liu Jian with eager and hopeful eyes.
Unable to withstand that gaze, Liu Jian nodded and then left the hospital.
He didn’t have the courage to face Autumn Wind directly. The thought of Qiu Ruolan’s arrogance and Autumn Wind’s innocence made his heart ache as if it were being pricked by needles. Shouldn’t Qiu Mowen be allowed to endure this pain silently?
He drove to Liu Zhiyuan’s place and after drinking there for a while, fueled by alcohol, Liu Jian sent the photo he had intercepted from the Fish Phone at the engagement event to a reporter.
The subsequent story is about what happened to Autumn Wind this morning.
Autumn Wind had curled up in Liu Jian's arms for a long time. Although Liu Jian had nothing to say, Autumn Wind was still very certain that Qiu Mowen was in trouble.
She choked back her tears and asked, "Is it true that Ervin is really in trouble...?"
During the argument with Autumn Wind, Liu Jian had been suppressing his emotions, but upon hearing her question, his nose tinged with sadness, and his eyes turned red.
He raised his hand and pressed it against his aching nose, whispering, "Yeah... he’s injured?"
Autumn Wind suddenly looked up, her eyes wide with fear as she asked, "Is it serious?"
Liu Jian didn’t respond with words; he only sighed in reply to Autumn Wind.
"Can you take me to see him?" Autumn Wind pleaded.
Liu Jian remained silent but nodded in agreement.
After calming his emotions, Liu Jian drove Autumn Wind to the hospital.
At that moment, Autumn Wind would never have imagined that from now on, she would never see the real Qiu Mowen again. This meant that Qiu Mowen would no longer stand vividly in front of her.
As they got into the car, Liu Jian carefully fastened Autumn Wind's seatbelt and then cautiously helped her put on her sunglasses and mask.
Liu Jian knew very well that once they left the villa area, paparazzi would immediately follow them. Last night, when the driver took him home, the paparazzi had already caught wind of his address. Now, countless paparazzi cars were trailing behind him.
So he circled around Chiang Kai-shek Memorial Hall again and again. He glanced at Autumn Wind, who was anxiously leaning against the glass window, and murmured to himself as if speaking to her: "He must be so tired right now; I really hope no one disturbs him..."
Autumn Wind tilted her head, "What do you mean?"
Liu Jian had no words. He let out a long sigh, struggling to control his emotions as he turned his gaze to the window.
After countless turns, Liu Jian finally stopped.
As the elevator doors opened, they walked a few steps before the staff confirmed Autumn Wind and Liu Jian's identities and helped them put on isolation gowns.
Once they changed, the two followed the staff toward the Intensive Care Unit.
Upon entering the ICU, they saw Qiu Ruolan in an isolation gown, crouching in pain on a bench.
Liu Jian leaned down and whispered gently in Autumn Wind's ear, "Ervin is resting inside. Just take a look, but don't disturb him!"
He cautioned Autumn Wind as if he were Qiu Mowen's true family member.
Autumn Wind felt as if her legs were filled with lead; each step was heavy as she slowly approached the thick glass window.
Inside the glass, Qiu Mowen lay on the bed, numerous tubes inserted into his nostrils, looking like a sleeping baby. His gaunt face bore several scars, some deep and some shallow.
Autumn Wind pressed her hand against the glass. She opened her mouth slightly, letting out a breath that fogged up the glass, and whispered, "Please, don't let anything happen..."
As she spoke, her heart twisted in anguish, tears streaming down her face as her legs began to weaken.
Just before Autumn Wind collapsed to the ground, Liu Jian stepped forward to support her.
Exhausted, Autumn Wind leaned against Liu Jian. She wanted to take a deep breath, but her mind was blank, leaving her unable to control her actions.
Autumn Wind leaned against Liu Jian's shoulder, her body stiff, but her eyes were fixed on Qiu Mowen lying on the bed. Autumn Wind's vision slowly blurred.
It felt as if Qiu Mowen was drifting further away from her, tears welling up until finally, Autumn Wind could see nothing at all.
Later, Liu Jian blocked Autumn Wind's body and moved her away from the thick glass. Before her eyes was now a wall that was blanker than her mind.
The light reflecting off the wall pierced Autumn Wind's eyes, like countless arrows densely shooting into her body, and in an instant, Autumn Wind felt completely shattered.
All memories related to Qiu Mowen began to slowly drain from Autumn Wind's body. She covered her ears and returned to the doorway.
The sound of Qiu Ruolan's crying echoed behind Autumn Wind, gradually filling the empty space.
That cry was like a child's tender hand, tightly gripping Autumn Wind's heart.
Autumn Wind dared not turn to look at her. Gathering her strength, she saw through the reflection in the glass on the door a face just like hers, filled with tears.
Her throat felt as if it were pierced by countless steel needles, painful and unable to speak or cry out.
Leaning against the door, Autumn Wind suddenly lifted her gaze. The hospital's stark white ceiling appeared before her eyes, looking somewhat hollow.
Before she could react, she slipped heavily backward onto the cold floor tiles.
A terrifying yet faint voice echoed as her body made contact with the icy ground: If you fall asleep now, you will never see him again.
Thus, Autumn Wind struggled to keep her eyes open. Liu Jian's face appeared before her. She smiled, wanting Liu Jian to help her up, but her eyes slowly began to close. Another deep, magnetic voice called out to her to close her eyes and rest.
Just sleep for a while; everything will pass.
Since when did Qiu Mowen's appearances always accompany Autumn Wind's fainting? Perhaps this was the only way Autumn Wind subconsciously avoided her relationship with Qiu Mowen.
But this time, it was Autumn Wind's last chance to use this method in her lifetime.
When Autumn Wind woke up, she found herself lying in a hospital room, with white walls and a pale face.
Looking around, Liu Jian was not by her side.
She put on her shoes and slowly walked towards the door. She opened the door and stumbled, relying on her limited memory to head towards the direction of Qiu Mowen in the Intensive Care Unit.
In that long and quiet corridor, she saw Qiu Ruolan and Liu Jian with faces full of grief.
Liu Jian noticed Autumn Wind's arrival, slowly stood up from the bench, and quickly walked towards her. He opened his arms to support Autumn Wind, saying, "You... how did you come here..."
Autumn Wind did not take Liu Jian's hand; instead, she leaned against the wall of the corridor and walked step by step towards Qiu Ruolan.
In the silent corridor, only the sound of Autumn Wind's shoes rubbing against the floor could be heard, "shh shh."
It took Autumn Wind a long time to reach Qiu Ruolan. She slowly sat down on a stool and then shifted closer to Qiu Ruolan little by little.
Just as their shoulders were side by side, Qiu Ruolan turned her head to present her face to Autumn Wind.
Then she smiled and said, "He has gone... quietly gone!" Her voice sounded like it came from a distant valley.
Tears streamed down Autumn Wind's face as soon as Qiu Ruolan finished speaking. She murmured, "Gone..." Her hand was held tightly by Qiu Ruolan.
The two women looked at each other and embraced.
They embraced each other, leaning on one another, unwilling to accept that the man who loved them most in the world had left them just like that...
Qiu Ruolan held Autumn Wind's slightly damp and warm body, wishing she could merge Autumn Wind into herself.
Tears from Autumn Wind fell drop by drop onto her shoulder, quickly soaking a patch of fabric. The soft sobs of Autumn Wind echoed in her ears, striking against her fragile heart.
A nurse came over to remind them that Qiu Mowen's family needed to handle the relevant procedures.
Seeing Qiu Ruolan and Autumn Wind in such deep sorrow, he said nothing and followed the staff toward the service hall.
Qiu Ruolan lifted her head and watched Liu Jian's figure slowly disappear at the end of the corridor. Suddenly, a familiar, hoarse voice rang in her ear: "Next, it's your turn to protect Autumn Wind."
Was that voice... Qiu Mowen?
Qiu Ruolan fearfully released Autumn Wind and looked around. The empty corridor held no one.
"Me? Protect Autumn Wind?" Qiu Ruolan murmured as a flash of lightning struck overhead. Could it be...
Suddenly, Qiu Ruolan realized she had to stand up quickly to protect Autumn Wind's frail body.
She knew that after leaving Qiu Mowen, she must take on the responsibility of protecting Autumn Wind.
Perhaps it was truly time to give Autumn Wind a public identity. Even without a blood relationship, it did not change the fact that she was her mother, nor could it alter the love she held for her.
Qiu Ruolan thought silently.
Half an hour later, Liu Jian completed all of Qiu Mowen's procedures on behalf of Qiu Ruolan.
Liu Jian walked up to the bench and said, "His body will be cremated tomorrow. Do you still need to take a look?" As he spoke, he didn't dare to look at Autumn Wind and Qiu Ruolan, turning his face to the side.
The mother and daughter both gently shook their heads almost simultaneously, their hands still tightly clasped together.
"Then we should..." Liu Jian said in a low voice, but was interrupted by Qiu Ruolan's phone ringing.
It was a call from Qiu Ruolan's agency, inquiring about the specific situation here. Qiu Ruolan twitched slightly and replied calmly, "Once everything is handled, I will hold a press conference immediately..."
After hanging up the call with her agent, Qiu Ruolan embraced Autumn Wind once more. "Alright, you're tired too. Let's go home..."
She deliberately spoke in a light tone, but her body trembled involuntarily.
With that, she no longer lingered with Autumn Wind. After putting on her sunglasses, she quickly walked outside.
Qiu Ruolan's sudden change caught Autumn Wind off guard, leaving her standing stiffly in place.
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