Mu Haoyu followed him, but at this moment, only Mu Beicheng could be seen in Mo Xiaoguo's eyes.
Regaining consciousness, she subconsciously turned away her eyes, as if she had never seen him before, strode forward.
When passing him, his wrist was suddenly clasped by him.
She froze.
The palm of his hand was completely cold.
I don't know if it was his own illusion, he didn't seem to have much strength either.
"Let go!" Mo Xiaoguo said coldly, unwilling to look up at him.
There was silence, and then he asked sadly: "How is Auntie?"
The voice is slightly dumb.
"It has nothing to do with you!" Her attitude remained indifferent.
"Mo Xiaoguo!"
"Please let go!" Mo Xiaoguo bit her lip and struggled. Originally thought he didn't have much strength, it would be easy to get rid of him by himself, but...
He clasped it swiftly, preventing her from struggling.
She gritted her teeth, breaking her fingers one by one.
"I don't mean anything else, I just want to know how she is..." Mu Beicheng said weakly, his fingers were broken by her, and he clenched again.
The cool temperature penetrated into her skin and made her tremble.
I was really tired, and simply gave up breaking his hand, just raised his head, and her cold eyes met him, "After my mother knew it was you, she couldn't help but fainted! It was exactly the same as my dad's situation back then..."
Her tears rolled out of her eyes.
But he stubbornly never looked away, just staring at him closely through the hazy mist, with rebuke and hatred, "If my mother has anything to do, I won't forgive myself... and you!"
He was shocked severely.
She in front of her seemed to be farther and farther away from herself, far too far to scare him.
With a long arm, she hugged her whole body firmly.
"Mo Xiaoguo..." He wanted to say something, and wanted to seek her forgiveness, but his throat seemed to be blocked by a ball of cotton, making him breathless.
The embrace came, and the familiar breath accompanied by the familiar temperature made Mo Xiaoguo tremble, and she suddenly couldn't bear to cry.
Biting heavily on his shoulder, she choked, like confession, "If I heard my mother not be with you in the morning... None of this would happen..."
"Give me a chance to atone for my sins!" Mu Beicheng tightened her tightly, as if she were slackened a little bit, she would disappear, "Xiaoguo, I will use my life to atone for my sins, and I will treat you well for the rest of my life!"
"It's too late..." Mo Xiaoguo cried and shook her head. "It's too late... Mu Beicheng, we..."
She paused and closed her eyes. As if made up some difficult resolution, after a long while, I opened my eyes again, and then I said the whole thing, "Let's... end it!"
The scar has been carved, so deep and so long, how can it be put down in a short time
But, obviously I said the end, why... But my heart hurts so much
It seemed that something had been dug away from the deepest part of my heart.
…
Mu Haoyu silently watched the scene of embracing each other, his chest was filled with soreness and a little pain. He leaned against the wall, turned his face away, and tried to pretend to be as if nothing had happened.
…
It's too late...
Mu Beicheng, let's end...
This sentence echoed over and over in my mind. He stood on the spot blankly, letting people around him come and go blankly.
She still left...
The wound on the back is hot and painful.
It seems... Bleeding again...
However, he just stood there still, motionless.
Like a statue whose soul has been drawn.
Lost heart...
"Second brother! Second brother!" Mu Haoyu exclaimed, looking worriedly at his pupils that were not in focus, "Second brother! I'll take you to the doctor!"
…
Behind him was Mu Haoyu's shout. At that moment, he grabbed Mo Xiaoguo's heart.
See a doctor
What's up with him
Why did Mu Haoyu scream so flustered
"Second brother! Don't be stubborn! You have to see a doctor now, you have a fever!"
Mu Haoyu's voice came again.
It’s like a magic sound...
She covered her ears in a panic, forcing herself not to look back. If you don’t listen, nothing will happen...
Even if something happens, it has nothing to do with me, right
They... are over...
This time, it’s true... Never again...
Mu Beicheng has a high fever.
It burned unconsciously for three days and three nights.
And these three days...
Mo Xiaoguo and Mo Xiaona even experienced family changes.
Lu Tianhui hardly woke up. Occasionally, I woke up and fainted with pain. In the end, I couldn't help but the doctor had already started to inject Dulan Ding.
Except for Mo Xiaona and Mo Xiaoguo, there is also... Mu Zhigui who has been staying outside the guardianship room for the past few days.
Looking at the people who are suffering inside, Mu Zhigui's spirit is gradually declining.
On the last day, Lu Tianhui did not call her two daughters in, but let Mu Zhigui into the ward.
This incident made Mu Zhigui very excited. He thought that they would hold the last regret that the yin and yang are separated, maybe...
At the last moment of walking, he could no longer hold her hand and touch her face...
Putting on the sterile clothes, Mu Zhigui went in.
Lu Tianhui reluctantly sat up from the bed. He sat on the edge of the bed, and half-carried her carefully with one arm. Her head is resting on his shoulder.
This approach made both people's eyes blush in an instant.
This is... It's been more than 20 years...
However, this kind of temperature and this kind of breath have also tormented each other for more than 20 years...
"Tianhui..." Mu Zhigui called out with a trembling voice, holding her hand tightly.
She is too thin.
Only skinny fingers are left.
"I... Am I ugly?" Lu Tianhui was weak and weak, her voice trembling.
"No..." Mu Zhigui smiled and brushed away the messy hair on her cheeks, but his vicissitudes of life were stained with tears, "You are still the same beautiful, exactly the same as before..."
She smiled slightly.
In those eyes, a little bit of life was ignited, and there were shallow waves.
"I'm sorry, Tianhui... In this life... You are my greatest regret in this life!" He muttered in pain, trying to convey to her the regret and affection that he has been suppressed in his heart for a long time.
Tears flickered in Lu Tianhui's eyes, and the tears became more and more bright.
She looked at him and went back to her youth in a daze.
"We don't have that fate..." Her hand was already shaking. But his eyes are still fixed on him, as if to carve him to the deepest part of his memory, "I really want to remember you firmly... Even after passing the Naihe Bridge, I won't forget you..."
"Then... Next life, when I see you, I must be far away from you..."
With a twitch of heart, Mu Zhigui shook his head painfully, "No! Tianhui, promise me not to leave me far away! You are not allowed to leave me far away! In the next life, let me pay the debt... I owe you what I owe you. , Who owes Xiaoguo, let me return it to you..."
she cried.
Tears run down the cheeks and to the corners of the lips.
She tasted the bitter taste, "You are my tribulation... In the next life, I don't want to suffer like this anymore... I don't want my little fruit to suffer like this..."
"No! In the next life, I will make you happy... Tianhui, you believe me!" Mu Zhigui said strenuously, seeming to want her to believe it.
but…
Lu Tianhui had no strength to speak any more, she just leaned on his shoulder and shed tears silently.
Very long time…
From her lips, she said weakly: "Let... they all come in..."
Two kids...
Her two poor children...
If she could, she was not willing to leave them like this. But... God hasn't let her stay for a long time...
Apartments in Mubei City.
He woke up from the bed unconsciously.
"Madam, Shao Mu is awake, and the fever is gone!"
"Thank God!" Yu Lan cried after speaking.
Mu Xin also guarded for a few days, not even going to City A. Seeing Mu Beicheng woke up, he hurriedly got up and poured the porridge.
"Mom, you have been guarding for a few days, go to rest and rest. Don't be Beicheng, you are sick again."
"I saw him go to bed after drinking the porridge." Yu Lan was still worried.
Mu Xin sighed and pushed her out, "Hurry up and rest. Don't worry, I am here, he has to drink if he doesn't want to drink."
Mu Xin turned back again, Mu Beicheng was already half leaning against the head of the bed. He picked up the phone beside the bed and found that the phone had been turned off.
"Which cell phone is still on now?" Mu Xin snatched his cell phone quickly and put it aside. "Your work phone hasn't stopped. I told them to transfer it directly to Xu Lei."
"Sister, she... how is the situation?" Mu Beicheng asked.
Mu Xin didn't answer immediately, but took a sip of the porridge and brought it to his lips, "You drink the porridge first, and eat something to have the strength to speak."
"Give me your phone, I'll call and ask." Mu Beicheng was worried.
I don't know why, inexplicably, he has a bad feeling.
Mu Xin sighed, "I went to see it yesterday, and Dad has been there all the time. Don't worry, if there is news, he will definitely notify us as soon as possible."
Mu Beicheng frowned.
"I still don't worry." He lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed. "I will go to the hospital to see.
"What are you doing!" Mu Xin became annoyed, put down the porridge, and pushed him back to the bed. Staring at him, "Your wound was infected and burned so badly that you didn't scare mom and grandma to death. Now that you finally woke up, you started to toss! I understand your mood, and I have no objection if you are going to the hospital. But you at least drink the porridge for me!"
Mu Xin did not give Mu Beicheng any room for resistance.
He also knew that he couldn't help her now, so he sat back on the bed obediently and asked Mu Xin to feed a few mouthfuls of porridge.
Halfway through the drink, Mu Xin's phone rang suddenly.
"Come by yourself, I'll listen to the phone." She handed the porridge to Mu Beicheng, grabbed her bag and called out. When I saw that the phone number of my father was shown above, my heart sank, and he subconsciously glanced at Mu Beicheng.
Mu Beicheng was also looking at her at the moment, and his brows tightened when he saw her eyes. Mu Xin has answered the phone, "Dad."
"Is Mu Beicheng awake?" Mu Zhigui's tone was a little dumb.
"Well, he just woke up." Mu Xin glanced at Mu Beicheng and asked: "Is it..."
"... Let him contact the funeral home." His tone was full of pain.
Mu Xin closed his eyes and took a deep breath, "Auntie... still gone?"
Mu Beicheng was sitting on the bed, some of them couldn't imagine how big a blow this would be to Mo Xiaoguo.
"I see, Dad, I will let him do it right away... We'll come over right away..."
After a few words, Mu Xin has hung up the phone.
Looking back, Mu Beicheng could not even change his clothes, so he arrived at the door of the apartment.
"Beicheng!" Mu Xin hurriedly stopped him, grabbed the car key with one hand, and didn't forget to help him put on his coat with the other. "Wait for me!"
…
In the ward, it seemed to be shrouded in dark clouds, depressing people to breathe.
Lu Tianhui lay there, covered with a white cloth.
Mo Xiaona and Mo Xiaoguo were sitting on both sides. Mo Xiaona's eyes were red and swollen, and she was still crying. And Mo Xiaoguo just stood there dumbly, her hollow eyes couldn't find a trace of expression.