Chapter 655 And Ours

She opened the door and walked out, but she didn't know that at this time, Yan Huan's fingers on the quilt moved slightly, and then there was no movement again.

She didn't want to wake up, even if it was like an animal, it would be better than waking up and facing all that. Maybe she could just fall asleep like this, and it wouldn't hurt when she fell asleep. Yes, it wouldn't hurt when she fell asleep.

However, no matter how hard you fall asleep, there will always be a day when you are awake.

Things will not change or have a different result just because she falls asleep.

What the facts are, that's what they are.

No matter how much you try to escape, you can't change it.

Yi Ling came back not long after. She put a basin of warm water on the table, then took a towel and put it in the water. When she wrung out the towel and wanted to help Yan Huan wipe her face again, the people outside The door was pushed open.

"I'll do it," a hand stretched out and took away the towel in Yi Ling's hand.

Yi Ling's fingers trembled, and then she put down her hand weakly. She lowered her head, not daring to speak. The infinite guilt was about to drive her crazy. Then he put a hand on her shoulder and gently He patted it gently.

"Auntie..." Yi Ling dared to say this, but she only dared to say these two words.

"It's not your fault," Ye Shuyun patted Yi Ling's shoulder again, "When we went, we all agreed. You don't have to carry all the sins on yourself, and you don't have to carry them all your life. , because you can’t afford it.”

I don't know if this sentence was self-deprecating or something else. Ye Shuyun took the towel and put it on Yan Huan's face. She moved very gently, fearing that she would scratch her face accidentally.

As she wiped it, she looked sadly at Yan Huan's face, which had obviously lost a lot of weight. Originally, it might have been swollen, so she couldn't feel anything. Now the swelling has finally subsided, but her whole body is thinner. Everyone will be reduced to skin and bones.

"Lu Yi is most afraid of you being thin. Only if you eat fat will he like it and feel relieved. There are only a few people in our family. You said, if Lu Yi is gone, if you are gone, what will you do? What will your father and I do? How will we two old guys survive?"

She closed her eyes, but the soreness in her nose was still unbearable. She tightly grasped the towel in her hand. If it wasn't for this, then she really didn't know what she was going to do.

Today, she is willing to admit that Lu Yi is no longer here, but such an admission is so cruel to her. Is there anything in this world that is more heartbreaking than a white-haired person giving a black-haired person a gift?

She only has one son, only one son in this life.

She turned around again and put the towel in the basin again.

After cleaning the towel and wringing it out, Ye Shuyun carefully helped Yan Huan wipe the chicken claw-like fingers, as well as the back of her hand, which was already green and almost impossible to remove. Needle of blood vessels.

"Wake up. If mom can bear it, so can you. I believe what Lu Yi wants most is that you can live well and I can live well."

"Good boy, no one will blame you." She carefully placed her hand on Yan Huan's face, but found that her body temperature was really low. It was so low that she sometimes felt whether she had already died.

She could only judge from her breathing that Yan Huan was still alive. Really, she had already lost Lu Yi and could not lose Yan Huan again. Although Yan Huan was just her daughter-in-law, she always regarded her as her own daughter.

Time is still passing like this. Those who want to go will eventually leave, and those who want to stay will also stay. Every day in this world, people will experience birth, old age, illness and death, and they are also waiting for their own life, death, illness and death.

Yan Huan was still half-dead. She didn't wake up. Maybe the only ones alive were her people. Apart from Lu Yi's death, there was one who was unconscious, and there was another who might have ended his life in his sleep soon. Yan Huan.

"Today we will go see Lu Yi. Yi Ling stood up and shook Yan Huan's hand. It was almost impossible to feel the flesh on her fingers. Is it a flesh hand or a chicken claw?

"Auntie finally accepted the news of Lu Yi's death, so she helped Lu Yi build a tomb. We are all going there today. Today is his fourth day. Huanhuan, don't you want to meet him?"

As she spoke, she also exerted a slight force on her fingers. She didn't know that it hurt her fingers, but it also hurt her heart.

"We're leaving." Yi Ling stood up and wiped her face again, but her nasal voice was very strong, "There will be nurses here to take care of you. We will come over to accompany you in the afternoon. We won't let you go." It’s yours alone.”

She lowered her body and gently stroked Yan Huan's face.

"Although Lu Yi is gone, he is still there for all of us, right?"

She wanted to laugh, but she always just opened her mouth and made a look like smiling, but she couldn't laugh or laugh. If she was asked to cry, she would do it immediately.

The door outside was closed gently, and there was also a closing sound.

I don't know how long it took, but it seemed that a ray of wind blew in from the outside window, and then lifted the corner of the curtain and a strand of hair on the forehead of the man on the hospital bed.

At this time, it also rose slightly, then fell gently, and then returned to calm.

Until the person's long eyelashes seemed to tremble, but she still didn't wake up. Either she didn't want to wake up, or she didn't want to wake up, or maybe she couldn't wake up.

And no one knows all of this.

Yi Ling was dressed in black and placed a bouquet of flowers in front of the tombstone.

On the tombstone is a photo of a young man. He is really young, looking like thirty years old. He is mature, capable, and steady. Maybe he is also unkind, but in fact, they all know how many people he has helped. Many cases he has handled have been fair and honest. He is Lu Yi, and today is his Si Qi.

Ye Shuyun stepped forward and gently stroked her son's tombstone, "Son, Lu Yi, this is the place my mother chose for you. My mother wants you to be laid to rest as soon as possible instead of becoming a lonely ghost. That's why. I want you to settle down here, don’t you think it’s beautiful here? Mom specially chose this for you. When mom is gone from now on, how about we come to stay with you, so that you don’t have to be alone.”

She pressed her face against the cold tombstone, as if she could get closer to her son in this way, but who knew that it wasn't Lu Yi's ashes buried here, because Lu Yi's body was gone, and there were no ashes at all. It was just a piece of clothing he wore.