Half of the face of the person in front of him was bloody and bloody, and it seemed that he was still emitting a strong stench. The other half of his face had been scorched by the fire, and the skull blackened by the fire was faintly visible.

Just when Mr. Lu was slightly dazed, that black figure suddenly rushed up, carrying the stench of blood, like a strong shock wave, all rushed to the tip of Mr. Lu's nose and eyes.

"Give back my happy family, and my life!" The black shadow said viciously, and opened its bloody mouth after speaking, as if it wanted to swallow him whole.

Mr. Lu sat up from the bed covered in sweat, and it rained heavily outside at some point, as if it was going to wash away all the sins of the whole city.

Maybe this is the way of men. After Mr. Lu sat up straight, he looked calm on the surface, but his heart became more and more flustered. The dream just now was unfolding in front of his eyes like reality, what could he do?
There was no strength in the whole body, Mr. Lu reached out for the cup on the bedside, only to find that the cup had already dried the boiling water, and the kettle next to it was also full. It seemed that Su Biyao was afraid before leaving. He was thirsty at night, so he had it all ready.

Thinking of that considerate granddaughter-in-law, Mr. Lu felt a warm current flow in his heart, but after remembering that all this was taken from others, Mr. Lu felt a little uneasy again.

Although the dream just now was so real, Mr. Lu was only waiting for something, because these days, has he done that more than once?There are countless more scary ones than just now. Every time I get up, I have to be in a daze for a long time to let those images go away from my mind.

After sitting on the bed for a while, old man Lu fell asleep after drinking water.

But he knew that all of this was in vain, but every time after having that terrible nightmare, Mr. Lu always couldn't sleep all night, as if there was something blocked in his heart, thinking that he couldn't get out, wanted to If you can't get in, don't mention how uncomfortable it is.

I endured the darkness with my eyes open again, and the sky gradually brightened. Yesterday, it rained all day and swept the smog and dust of the whole city to the ground, and the sky was rare and clear.

At eight o'clock, Mr. Lu checked the time, and Su Biyao came on time, bringing some porridge to nourish the stomach.

Seeing that Mr. Lu was awake and sitting on the hospital bed again, Zhu Diyang didn't find it strange anymore. He walked over to open the powder box with a smile, and said, "Grandpa, I didn't eat yesterday, so I should eat it today."

Mr. Lu raised his head slightly, opened his mouth but hesitated to speak, turned all the embarrassment at that moment into a smile and said: "It's really good to have porridge in the morning to warm your stomach."

Su Biyao smiled, opened Zhonghe and filled a bowl for Mr. Lu, then said enthusiastically, "I put some things that nourish the stomach and lungs in here, eat quickly."

Mr. Lu took it, and smelling the smell of food, he was still a little sick, but he didn't want to get in touch with other industries, and the rolling sound in his stomach indicated that he was hungry.

Su Biyao watched Mr. Lu drink the porridge one mouthful at a time, and then breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the clear sky outside after the rain, smiled softly and said, "Grandpa, when you finish eating, I will push you to go Take a look in the yard, after the rain, the air is always extraordinarily fresh.”

Mr. Lu nodded slightly, but did not make a sound.

To be honest, Su Biyao spent a lot of time with him, but Lu Zhenyu, his biological grandson, spent much more time with him. As the future and the past passed by, Mr. Lu knew that his heart was in a mess again.

After eating, seeing that the whole box of porridge was eaten up by Mr. Lu, Su Biyao breathed a sigh of relief, because the doctor said that lung cancer patients will lose their appetite as they go to the back, and the whole person will be so hungry.

Two days ago, old man Lu didn't eat well, and he has already lost a lot of weight. Su Biyao really doesn't want to see old man Lu lose weight any more.

The air outside is indeed very fresh. When Su Biyao pushed Mr. Lu out, Mr. Lu took a deep breath and said with a smile, "The air outside is sweeter than the air in the hospital. The hospital is always full of disinfectant. The smell, and the smell of dead people, is too bad."

Su Biyao smiled slightly, squeezed Mr. Lu's shoulder and said, "Grandpa, as long as you like, I will take you down every day."

A faint trace of merit flashed in Mr. Lu's eyes. After hesitating for a while, he asked half-truthfully, "Biyao, if someone hurt you or your family, what would you do?"

Su Biyao was a little surprised, why did Mr. Lu suddenly bring up this question, and asked a little puzzled, "Why did Grandpa say this?"

Mr. Lu smiled, concealed the unnatural expression on his face and said: "Just ask me casually. When I was young, I was impulsive and reckless. I didn't know how many people I offended. Now that I am old, I suddenly want to know who those people are. What do you feel?"

Su Biyao burst out laughing and said, "No matter how young and frivolous you are, it's a thing of the past, why mention him?"

Mr. Lu sighed slightly, thinking back to the past, if the road was able to operate well at that time, why did the recent vacancy happen again, he would probably regard Su Qingping as his right-hand man, after all, in After being in the market for a long time, everyone will inevitably lose their original integrity.

But Su Qingping can't, he seems to be able to keep his own bottom line, which is what old man Lu admires the most.

Time passed quickly like a white horse passing by, but his admiration and guilt for Su Qingping became stronger and stronger as time passed, like white wine fermenting.

Su Biyao's body really has the shadow of Su Qingping back then, and she really deserves to be a father and daughter, even their personalities are so similar.

Su Biyao saw that Mr. Lu didn't speak for a long time. In order to reassure Mr. Lu, he smiled and said: "No matter what you did when you were young, I believe that as long as you have the heart to admit your mistakes, no matter what you did , they will forgive you."

Su Biyao dared to say that because he felt that Mr. Lu was very kind-hearted and would not do anything too extreme. He was young and frivolous, who would hold on to something so far away?

But the young and frivolous that Mr. Lu said was not really young and frivolous, but the decision made after careful consideration, which turned his life upside down. At that time, he was already 70 or [-] years old, but he was still very courageous.

"Biyao, thank you, no matter what happens, I will feel at ease with your words." Mr. Lu didn't dare to have good thoughts, because he saw Su Biyao's determination and desire to take revenge on the Shen family.

Once that kind of fire of desire is ignited, Mr. Lu's determination to drag the other party into hell even if he burns himself still feels a little terrified in retrospect.

Although the leaves of the poplar tree have turned half yellow, the green area is very green after being washed by the rain. Su Biyao has completely forgotten what happened just now, and pushed the old man Lu and said: "Grandpa, you are not in a good mood. If it’s good, you should take a look around, which can also relieve stress and be good for your treatment.”

Mr. Lu nodded, every inch of Su Biyao's concern for him now seemed to be a crime.

Winning the sympathy of an ignorant girl.

After waiting for a long time, Su Biyao saw that Mr. Lu seemed to be in a bad mood, so he had no choice but to take him back to the ward.

The grandfather and grandson were chatting, and it was noon before they knew it. Su Biyao was about to go back to cook, but saw Lu Zhenyu walking in with a lunch box.

Su Biyao smiled, pointed to the lunch box in Lu Zhenyu's hand and said, "Zhenyu, grandpa can't eat outside food. The outside food is basically heavy oil and salt, which is not good for your health."

Lu Zhenyu smiled softly and said, "I'll be home at ten o'clock. I made these meals myself, so they are guaranteed to be clean."

Su Biyao nodded and said, "Okay."

Seeing the warm appearance of the two, Mr. Lu breathed a sigh of relief. The relationship between the two is so good, and there is a crystallization of love. Maybe it's no big deal to know that.

While thinking about it, Su Biyao had already saved all the meals, put them on the table in front of Mr. Lu, and said, "Eat quickly."

Mr. Lu still had no appetite, shook his head lightly and said, "I don't want to eat it, take it away, you can eat it yourself."

Su Biyao is used to hearing this sentence every day, but she can always find ways to make Mr. Lu eat. Today is the first time that Lu Zhenyu cooks for Mr. Lu who is sick, so Su Biyao said with a straight face: " Grandpa, this is Zhenyu's wish."

Lu Zhenyu also has a thorough understanding of lung cancer these days, so he quickly sat down and persuaded Mr. Lu with Su Biyao, "Grandpa, this is the meal I cooked for you."

"Yes, Zhenyu's cooking is delicious."

"Grandpa, if you don't eat, I will be very sad."

The two of them pinched each other from left to right, and Mr. Lu finally compromised. After looking at the portion in the lunch box, it was probably enough for several people.

Smelling the aroma, although old man Lu felt a little disgusted, he still suppressed the nausea in his throat, took a bite and said, "Biyao, it seems that I am still in your favor today."

Su Biyao smiled shyly. Although Lu Zhenyu cared about Mr. Lu, he also cared about her. He probably felt that the two of them could not eat or sleep well in the hospital, so he made a special meal for them.

Su Biyao looked at Lu Zhenyu, then at Old Master Lu, and said with a smile, "Grandpa, it's obvious that I'm in your favor."

Hearing this, old man Lu smiled expressively, turned his head to look at Lu Zhenyu, and said in a slightly reproachful tone: "Zhenyu, look at how your woman can talk."

Lu Zhenyu laughed twice, and said rather narcissistically: "It doesn't matter who she is with, it's just what she sees and hears, so naturally she will too."

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