Li Shao's little cute wife

Han Meiya walked out of the hotel sadly, with heavy steps and a dazed expression.

The noon sun was dazzling and hot, and she was dizzy standing in front of the car.After a while, I returned to the car, took out my mobile phone, and dizzily dialed a number in the address book.

"Excuse me, is it a replacement driver? Please come to the Bandung Hotel to pick me up now. My license plate is Ning A52112." After she finished speaking, she hung up the phone.

She lay on the steering wheel, feeling the arrows piercing her heart.But still, not a single tear.

Song Huaiqian was in a meeting when he received a call from Han Meiya. Seeing that he hadn't had time to respond to the call before he was hung up, he thought for a while and hurried out.

Half an hour later, Song Huaiqian's taxi stopped in front of the hotel.He got down and looked around, and saw Meiya's car.He walked over quickly, looked at her lying on the steering wheel through the car window, felt a nervous "click" in his heart, and immediately went over and knocked on the car window with his hand.

"Meiya! Meiya!" He shouted anxiously.

Han Meiya raised her head slowly, with a sad expression, saw Song Huaiqian outside the car window, lowered the window, and asked suspiciously, "Lawyer Song, why are you here? Have you made an appointment?"

Seeing that she was fine, Song Huaiqian breathed a sigh of relief, "Aren't you looking for a substitute driver? I am that substitute driver."

"Huh? I called you?" Han Meiya asked in surprise.

She immediately opened the car door and got out of the car, and said to him, "Then I will trouble you, thank you."

Song Huaiqian saw that she was depressed and had a miserable face, and he thought that her first love sister must have said nothing good.He didn't dare to ask more questions, and went directly to the cab.

"Are you going to the clinic, or going home?" He started the car and asked.

Han Meiya leaned back and sighed, "You can't see a doctor in this state, let's go home."

Song Huaiqian drove all the way home.After getting off the car, he quietly followed her and sent her home.

At the door, he finally couldn't hold back anymore and asked worriedly: "Meiya, what happened?"

Han Meiya didn't answer him, but walked into the house weakly, curled up in a corner of the sofa, and remained motionless.

Seeing this, Song Huaiqian was even more worried and left like that, so he followed in, sat beside her and silently accompanied her.

After a long, long time, a tear finally dripped down from Han Meiya's eye socket, and rolled hot across her cheek.Immediately afterwards, the second, the third...

"Haha! It turns out that he loves me and has never changed. I am still his favorite!" Her voice was choked up, and she said with sadness and joy.

Song Huaiqian was taken aback, and asked with his eyes.

Han Meiya met his gaze with tears in her eyes, took out the letter that Lu Qiuming had left for her from her bag, and said to him in a trembling voice: "His sister is here to give me a suicide note."

"He passed away?" Song Huaiqian was surprised and couldn't believe it.

"Yes, I passed away, last week's funeral." Han Meiya covered her face, as if she had found an outlet for her emotions, she cried loudly.

Song Huaiqian had mixed emotions in his heart, he spread out his arms, held her in his arms, and whispered in her ear: "Cry, it feels better to cry."

Han Meiya leaned against his chest, closed her eyes in pain, and cried for a few lines.

"In the letter, he said, Meiya, I believe that by the time you read this letter, I have already gone to a distant place. I have let you down so much."

Han Meiya wept and read the letter left by Lu Qiuming: "I have the same disease as my father, and the family history is inherited. The chance of being cured is very small. At that time, my mother told me that when my father knew about his illness, he She chooses to propose to mom, she will be with dad, and she will never regret it in her life."

"But when Dad left, I looked at Mom. She stood on the balcony and wept for at least 360 days a year. The tulips that Dad planted for Mom were planted in the yard. So many years have passed, but Mom, But I don’t want to plant other flowers to replace it.”

"If Dad knew how hard Mom had been through, he would definitely regret proposing to Mom back then. He has no regrets, but Mom has lived a lifetime in pain and memories..."

"My mother loves my dad very much, so she is very painful. After my dad left, she wanted to leave this sad place, but where people can't decide where they miss, she misses my dad more and more. "

"My mother thinks that she will never get well in her life. She is a person with a strong heart, and she can't even get out. She looks strong and independent on the outside, but you are weak on the inside, can you hold it? Meiya, I Love you. So, I don't want you to go my mother's way, do you know what I mean? I'm afraid you live on those meager memories every day, every day, every night."

Han Meiya's tears wet the letter paper, she was angry and bitter, "Song Huaiqian, do you know? He made the decision for me without even asking... How could he do this?"

"He also doesn't want you to be sad after he leaves."

"But he doesn't even think about it. I love him so much. Even if he wants to leave, I want to spend every day with him!"

After Han Meiya got angry, she was annoyed again. She leaned on Song Huaiqian's shoulder and said sadly, "He's gone, why should I complain about him?" After speaking, she wept softly again.

Song Huaiqian patted her on the back with his hands. At this moment, even words of comfort could not alleviate the pain in her heart, so let her cry.

After a long time, Han Meiya's voice was hoarse from crying and her eyes were swollen and painful. She sat up slowly.

"Is it better?" Song Huaiqian raised his hand to brush away the hair stuck to his face by tears, and asked softly, "I'll get you a glass of water."

Han Meiya nodded slightly, got up and went to the bathroom.He just took two steps when his eyes went dark and he fell to the ground...

In the evening, Han Meiya woke up slowly.She looked up at the lights on the ceiling, and then turned to look at the position of the bay window. The sunset was orange and was slowly setting.

In a trance, she felt that she had had a dream, which was very painful. When she woke up, her chest was still in pain.

She dreamed that Lu Qiuming was dead, what kind of terrible and unrealistic dream was this?It is said that dreams are reversed, right?Lu Qiuming must be living well.It's just that in the dream, he left without saying goodbye again, which made her very angry.No, this time she won't let him go no matter what she says, she's going to find him!

Han Meiya lifted the quilt and got off the bed, just as her feet hit the ground, the door opened and Song Huaiqian walked in.

Han Meiya walked straight out as if she didn't see him.

"Meiya, where are you going?" Song Huaiqian asked curiously seeing that her expression was wrong and her tall figure was blocking the door.

"Go find Qiuming!" Han Meiya said anxiously, "Get out of the way!"

"He's dead, where are you going to find him?"

Han Meiya was like a dream, unwilling to believe the truth, and said hysterically: "You are talking nonsense! Qiuming is not dead!"