Mrs. Lu, do you want me to give you my life?

When they got married, Lu Jinchuan was actually a little impulsive.

For the first time, he failed to clean up the people around her.

It was also the first time that the little girl he wanted to love but didn't dare to love, wanted but didn't dare to have, was generously invited by a male classmate, and that was originally what he wanted to do.

At that time, she still had light in her eyes, and when she looked at the boy, the boy's face turned red.

He suddenly felt jealous, as if he could only hold him in those eyes.

So he was impulsive.

On the way back after dinner at night, he asked her, do you want to marry me?

She hugged his arm and asked him happily: "Lu Jinchuan, are you proposing to me?"

Lu Jinchuan frowned, before the little girl said, "Yes, yes, one hundred yes."

Then, he tried his best to marry her regardless of the objections of his family and her mother.

That was the first time in his life that he clearly knew what he wanted.

He wants her, and no one can stop him.

Except for the dead brother.

It was their wedding night.

Lying on the bed, Ying Xia raised her left hand: "Look, I said Yue Lao will tie us together."

The red string on her left wrist was already old, but at this moment it was as red as blood, and it hurt Lu Jinchuan's eyes instantly.

On his left wrist, the same red rope, the red rope belonging to his younger brother, seemed to be getting tighter and tighter, trying to strangle him into his flesh and blood.

He finally fell in love with someone, why did she meet Lu Jincheng first, and why was she the child of that person?

It hurts, it really hurts...

Lu Jinchuan looked at the woman under him, his eyes were shining like stars.

He lowered his head, shifted his direction the moment he touched her lips, and kissed her delicately on her neck.

He called out another name: "Ruyi..."

Feeling the momentary stiff body of the person below him, there was a flash of joy, but after the joy, the hole in his heart became bigger and bigger.

His kiss became tighter, as if to comfort, but also as if to take revenge.

Does it hurt?Are you uncomfortable?

Then we will suffer together and torture each other.

Even death will not let go.

He just lengthened the rope between the two and gave her a moment of freedom. He hasn't died yet, but he already feels more uncomfortable than death...

This year is destined to be an unstable year.

In May, Ying Xia's grandmother was dying, an elderly person, and a small cold could kill her.

She received a call from Xia Qiong at night, and she still didn't make it to the earliest flight in the morning.

The body had already been transported home, Xia Qiong found a dragon, and relatives and friends also came one after another.

Xia Qiong seemed to be in good condition, the more she was like this, the more worried Ying Xia became.

Ying Xia knelt in the hall where the body was parked, her eyes were red: "Mom, you can cry if you want."

Xia Qiong smiled instead, "Your grandma is getting old, I've been prepared for this day, and I knew that this day would come. Fortunately, she didn't suffer anything, and she walked away peacefully."

Ying Xia choked up, "But I couldn't catch up."

This is a declarative sentence, not only telling the truth, but also blaming yourself.

Xia Qiong put her arms around Ying Xia's shoulders, "It's okay, grandma doesn't remember anything, she called your name, I called a nurse over, she took it as you, and she was still smiling when she left."

Ying Xia couldn't hold back any longer, she lowered her head, tears rolled down to the ground.

Although there is no blood relationship, they are better than relatives. With her grandmother gone, Xia Qiong is the only relative left in this world.

When Lu Jinchuan called, Ying Xia held the phone, "Mom, have you notified Lu Jinchuan?"

"No."

She hung up directly, and then simply turned off the phone.

Zhou Xin arrived in the afternoon, only four hours later than Ying Xia.

After expressing condolences, Zhou Xin said: "Mr. Lu has something to do, let me take care of it and see if there is anyone who needs help."

Ying Xia had been crying for a long time, and said lightly: "No, thank you, you can go back."

Zhou Xin hesitated: "How about I stay here, in case there is any need..."

"Assistant Zhou," Ying Xia suddenly raised her voice, "This is our own family business."

The reluctant man had firm eyes and an unquestionable tone, Zhou Xin had no choice but to leave.

After the old man was buried, Ying Xia wanted to take Xia Qiong back to the North City, but Xia Qiong refused to agree to anything. Ying Xia struggled for another two days, and the company had to press him hard before leaving.

Before the person arrived at the airport, a strange call came.

The person at the other end shouted eagerly: "Ying Xia, your mother was in a car accident, come back quickly."

The road from the airport to the hospital is extremely long, but the waiting time in the hospital corridor is even longer.

She didn't even have the strength to stand up, and she fell straight down. Fortunately, the doctor helped her and sat on the chair.

If Xia Qiong just left... She didn't dare to think.

During the few months of traveling, she only cared about being sad, she just wanted to let herself out, and she didn't even think about coming back to accompany Xia Qiong.

She fell into deep self-blame.

Lu Jinchuan arrived 10 minutes later, and immediately saw Ying Xia sitting in the corridor with her head bowed.

There are occasional pedestrians in the corridor, she seems to be isolated from everything around her, just a lonely shadow.

Lu Jinchuan walked up to her and squatted down, she didn't seem to see him, she didn't blink, her eyes were bloodshot.

Lu Jinchuan held her face in his hands, his empty eyes gradually focused, and after his pale lips trembled a few times, a choked voice came out.

"My mother... Mom is in the operating room."

Lu Jinchuan's heart twitched, he pressed the back of his head and pressed her into his arms.

Ying Xia's head rested on his shoulder, tears dripped on the suit jacket.

The little girl cried so hard that his heart ached.

Lu Jinchuan stroked her hair, and kneaded her neck comfortingly with his fingers, "Mom will be fine, don't be afraid, don't cry, okay?"

He whispered in her ear, coaxing tirelessly over and over again.

The doctor came out of the operating room and shouted, "Who is the family member?"

Ying Xiasheng was afraid of hearing some bad news, so she stared at the doctor and dared not speak.

"I am." Lu Jinchuan nodded in response.

The doctor said: "The operation was successful, and there is no problem for the time being. He will be sent to the intensive care unit for observation."

Holding on to the ground, she lost all strength and could only let Lu Jinchuan hold her.

Lu Jinchuan briefly negotiated with the doctor, then lowered his head to coax her, "It's almost three o'clock, you can visit, I'll accompany you to see your mother, okay?"

Today, all his words were in a negotiating tone. It turned out that talking to her well was so simple and easy to do, as if he was born to coax her like this.

Ying Xia raised her head from his embrace, "I want to wash my face."

Lu Jinchuan took her to the toilet, and Ying Xia came out after washing her face, her complexion a little better.

Ying Xia changed into the isolation suit.

The nurse looked at her state and explained: "The visiting time should not be too long, and be careful not to get emotional."

Ying Xia nodded in response.