Heart-Seizing Contract: Mr. Lu's pet

"You've been in a coma for two days, eat something!"

Lu Qingbei brought the hot porridge he just bought to Song Zhixing.

Seeing her shaking her head, tears welled up in her eyes.

He hurriedly put down the things in his hands, wiped away her tears, and for a while didn't know how to coax her.

The clumsiness of her hands quickly flushed her delicate cheeks.

Seeing more and more tears on her face, Lu Qingbei panicked for a while.

"Don't cry, don't cry, okay?"

His two younger sisters have never cried, and he doesn't know how to coax girls.

After thinking about it, I could only seriously say, "Don't cry, I'll buy you ice cream, okay? I'll buy every flavor."

As a result, when Song Zhixing heard this, the tears on his face became more violent.

The nurse who had just left hurried in.

Walking to the side of the bed, he said, "The nurse in charge of your mother discovered this. It's been stuffed in her pocket all the time. It should be reserved for you."

As the nurse said, a small bag wrapped in a handkerchief was placed in front of Song Zhixing.

Song Zhixing recognized that handkerchief, her mother loved handkerchiefs, so there were always many at home, and this handkerchief embroidered with stone border bamboo was her mother's favorite during her lifetime.

Song Zhixing forgot to cry, just took the things and opened them carefully.

Seeing that she finally stopped crying, Lu Qingbei who was beside him breathed a sigh of relief.

The handkerchief was rolled up layer by layer, Song Zhixing opened it little by little, and inside was a gold ring and a note.

The gold ring was given to my mother by my father at that time. I don't know how she used it to save it in the hands of my aunt.

It is her only valuable thing, and it is also the only thought she left for Song Zhixing.

The letter was not long, and the words on it were crooked, as if it was a woman's effort to write.

Song Zhixing watched with tears streaming down her face. She could read every word on it, but every word was blurry.

At the end, she couldn't see the content clearly.

Lu Qingbei who was beside him looked carefully and opened his lips, but he didn't know how to comfort and ask her.

She is usually a bit stupid and often says the wrong thing, if she says something wrong at this time, she should hate herself very much.

When Lu Qingbei was thinking about how to comfort his girlfriend, Song Zhixing in front of him suddenly stopped crying.

She wiped away all the tears on her face, looked up at the nurse and said, "When can I take my mother's body away?"

Even if he didn't give his mother a good life during his lifetime, after his death, he wanted to give her a safe place.

"Oh, you'll be discharged after two days of observation, that's fine."

After speaking, the nurse left without saying anything else.

After all, this kind of thing has been seen too much in the hospital, and birth, old age, sickness and death in this place are commonplace.

At the beginning, she would feel sad along with those family members, but after seeing a lot, everything seemed so natural.

Lu Qingbei looked at Song Zhixing, and was about to speak nervously, but suddenly heard her say: "I'm hungry, I want to eat."

Even willing to eat.

After Lu Qingbei came to his senses, he hurriedly said: "I bought rice, but it's a bit cold, I'll go heat it up."

"No, I don't like eating things that are too hot."

Song Zhixing hooked his lips, that smile was all sad.

The two pieces of letter paper she wanted to read were carefully folded, and then put into her closest fitting clothes.

Like a baby, it was put together with that ring.

She lowered her head to eat the food that Lu Qing brought over from the north, as if she didn't feel anything, she casually stuffed it into her mouth.

"Don't worry, I will find the best cemetery for auntie."

Sure enough, as soon as he said that, Song Zhixing, who was still eating just now, paused, and tears flowed down the red and swollen eye sockets in an instant.

Suddenly, Lu Qingbei panicked.

"Did I say something wrong? Sorry, I..."

"Thank you!"

Song Zhixing's voice was very soft, so light that it was as weightless as a feather.

Her two words interrupted all of Lu Qingbei's panic, he raised his head and looked at him with red and swollen eyes.

Then he hooked his lips and smiled silently: "Thank you, no need, my mother wants to go back to the countryside and stay with my father."

Her father was a civilian martyr in that city because of a flood.

The country gave them a good cemetery for the heroes who died in that flood.

Her mother herself wanted to be with her father.

No one took care of her during her lifetime, so let her father take good care of her after she died.

"Oh, then I will accompany you."

Lu Qingbei hurriedly said, Song Zhixing smiled silently and nodded.

She didn't say thank you this time, because words are always too pale, and their relationship, two words are too weak.

She didn't say anything, but when he was trying to comfort himself, she forced a smile and gave him a smile back.

As for what was said on the letter paper that made Song Zhixing so quiet, Lu Qingbei was bored for a few days and didn't dare to ask.

Song Zhixing has been very well-behaved since then.

At first, she was just emotional, too sad, and the fever was caused by the cold weather.

It's just that I stayed in the hospital for two days and was discharged from the hospital.

Lu Qingbei stayed with her all the time, Song Zhixing didn't refuse, but quietly took her mother's cremated ashes back for burial.

On the car going back, Song Zhixing leaned against the glass of the car window and suddenly said.

"I was very sad. I thought that if I brought my mother here from the countryside, her illness would be cured, but in the end, I didn't even have the chance to take her to the hospital for an examination."

Song Zhixing's voice was very soft, and Lu Qingbei parted his lips.

He wanted to say something, but Song Zhixing obviously only regarded him as a listener.

"Actually, she knew that she had cancer a long time ago. It turned out that the medicines she asked me to buy were for pain relief. Unfortunately, I foolishly thought that she was just weak and had ordinary neuralgia."

"She didn't have any ideas, she just wanted me to live well. She committed suicide just because she didn't want to drag me down."

But now she is alone, and there is no one she wants to find to drag her down and let her live.

"I am very sad, although it is very hard to know that my mother is by my side like this."

"Actually, she wakes up in pain every night. I know it when I'm by her side, but she doesn't want to wake me up every time, and secretly takes medicine by herself."

"I always thought we'd just have to wait a little longer and we'd have a good time."

Song Zhixing said, tears streaming down his face.

"I'm so selfish. I just want her to stay and spend more time with me, even if it's better to spend one more day with me, but I ignore that she has a very difficult day."

Death is a relief to her, but to Song Zhixing, it is unfilial!