fleeting years live up to your love

Today's Meng Meizhu has not been arranged for "special care" by Fu Shengnian, she is an ordinary mental patient here.

Every day is to eat on time, take medicine, watch TV, free time for activities, and you can also go outside to relax.

She has not been mad for a long time, and has become strangely quiet and dull.

When Jian Shi saw her, she was sitting on the sofa and watching TV. Her hair was cut very short and she was wearing a hospital gown. She was thin, but not as haggard as imagined.

"mom."

Meng Meizhu stared at the TV screen as if she didn't hear it.

There are cartoons playing inside.

This is the hall for patients to move freely. Many patients are here. Some are watching TV, some are talking to themselves, and some are huddled in the corner, standing blankly facing the wall, not knowing what they are doing.

Jian Shi sat down on the sofa and held Meng Meizhu's hand tightly.

"Mom, do you still recognize me? I'm Shishi."

Meng Meizhu didn't respond at all.

Jian Shi's eyes were red, and big tears were falling down.

She suddenly regretted everything she had done in the past. It was all because of her that their family became so miserable.

Meng Meizhu was also harmed by Jian Mingshu at the beginning, she made a wrong step, but she, who loved the wrong person, became more and more extreme...

Now, she has lost everything and is dying.

She still hated Jian Yao very much, the kind of hatred deep in her bones, but she was relieved.

"Mom, my illness has relapsed. The doctor said I don't have much time left. This visit should be the last time I see you. You have to be well. Wu Jun won't ignore you."

As she spoke, she hugged Meng Meizhu's arm and leaned her head lightly on Meng Meizhu's thin shoulder.

"Father's ashes are still there. After I die, I will have someone bury me with him."

Thinking of Wu Qingfeng, Jian Shi felt pain in her heart.

Her biological father walked a path of no return for her and was finally sentenced to death.

In fact, she had never been close to Wu Qingfeng, but Wu Qingfeng was willing to do those bad things for her, and he knew it was wrong, so he still did it.

It's all because of her private thoughts that have harmed so many people.

Meng Meizhu listened to her words, tears flowed from her eyes.

Although she is ill, mentally unstable, with ups and downs, Meng Meizhu has the ability to empathize.

She remembered Jian Shi, her precious daughter.

The Meng family has a history of mental illness. Meng Meizhu once tried to escape legal sanctions by pretending to be ill, but she did not expect the appraisal results to show that she really suffered from mild mental illness.

She wasn't crazy at first, but when she was sent here, the people arranged by Fu Shengnian kept 'taking care' of her. She was tortured to the point where she was neither human nor ghost, and she suddenly went crazy.

She still hasn't escaped from that mad state. The more medicine she takes, she calms down and doesn't go crazy, but she doesn't feel much better mentally.

She probably won't be able to get out of the mental hospital in her life, she will either die of illness or die of old age here.

When Jian Shi was with Meng Meizhu in the mental hospital, Han Mi went to the prison.

She met Wu Jun.

"Your sister is out of prison."

The two looked at each other through the glass and talked on the phone.

"She's sick and time is running out."

Wu Jun listened quietly, after a long silence, he said, "How much time does she have?"

"It's hard to say, she is very weak now, and she feels that she may leave at any time."

"Send her the last time for me."

Han Mi nodded, "Don't worry."

No matter how deep the enmity is, they are related by blood. For the last journey, let's send it off if you can.

"Have you been granted parole?"

Wu Jun shook his head, "Still waiting for the result."

"Daughter will call Dad."

Han Mi always showed Wu Jun's photo to his daughter and told her that it was his father.

She thought about bringing her child to see Wu Jun, but Wu Jun never agreed.

He misses his daughter very much, but he doesn't want her to come to this kind of place. Fortunately, Han Mi sent him a lot of photos of his daughter when she was born, when she was one month old, when she was five or six months old, and when she celebrated her first birthday...

"After I get out of prison, if nothing else happens, I should take over Jian Mingshu's company."

he said suddenly.

Han Mi was taken aback, "Aren't you going to continue the doctor's exam?"

"Instead of spending a lot of time on the doctor's exam, I might as well take over my dad's company. I want to give you and your daughter a stable future. I'm already reading books on management."

"Have you considered?"

Han Mi was afraid that he would regret it in the future if he made such a choice.

"Think about it, and besides, I didn't say that I must be a doctor."

Back then, he was just smart and easily admitted to medical school. In fact, he can do anything, as long as he has Han Mi and his daughter by his side, he is satisfied.

"If you decide, then I support you."

No matter what Wu Jun decides, Han Mi will support it.

When he came out of prison, he was a clean person, and he no longer had to hide and hide like before, living a life without seeing the light of day.

If he took over Jian Mingshu's company, after all, he was the boss of a company with a certain status, and his parents might not make things difficult for him.

Thinking of this, Han Mi felt more at ease.

She left the prison, drove back to the city, entered the house, and went upstairs to see her daughter.

The confinement lady invited is very serious and responsible in her work, and she can take good care of the baby when she is away.

Before Jian Shi came back, she went to the first floor, tidied up a guest room, and prepared some changes of clothes and daily necessities.

Jian Shi only entered the house when it was dark.

Han Mi made dinner and asked her to eat it together.

She was in severe pain and had no appetite, so she forced herself to eat a little, and couldn't help saying to Han Mi: "I still have some money in my account, I want to leave it to my children, and the rest will be used for funeral expenses. Please bury me with my father, and my brother hasn't come out yet, so I can't ask him to handle the house transfer procedures, so the house will be transferred to your name."

Han Mi listened quietly, feeling somewhat uncomfortable.

"By the way, where are my father's ashes?"

"A room on the second floor."

Jian Shi nodded, got up and was about to lie down on the sofa, when Han Mi pointed to the tidy guest room, "I'll tidy that room for you."

Jian Shi was stunned for a moment, her eyes were hot and she wanted to cry.

"I used you on purpose, don't you hate me?"

"I hated it."

She was going to die, she was so weak and couldn't even walk steadily, what else could Han Mi do to her?

There is not much enmity between them, the past is the past.

She was willing to send Jian Shi one last time, all because of Wu Jun.

"Thanks for everything you have done for me."

Jian Shi wiped away her tears and slowly entered the guest room.

She lay down on the bed and fell into a dark sleep.

The next day, she split the money in her account in two, leaving the larger part for her and Rosie's children, and the smaller part for funeral expenses.

On the third day, she and Han Mi went to the housing management bureau to transfer the ownership of the house.

Her mind is over, she has nothing to worry about.

Before long, she was bedridden and dying.

Han Mi took care of her for a while, but she felt that she was dying, so she made the last request before she died.