On the day we broke up, Mr. Chi was very hungry

When Lu Yu was being carried out, several men surrounded him.

Xiao Shaobai's face was full of sadness, and he followed the stretcher, "Master Lu, Master Lu... Are you leaving like this? The babies will miss you."

In addition to being sad, Xu Zizhou sniffed habitually. The occupational disease was so sensitive that he could smell the smell of blood and couldn't help but carefully look at Lu Yu's body.

Li Chengyang also smelled a strange smell.

Chi Yuhan held back his deep sadness, his eyes as dark as night, extremely deep.

He didn't crowd around to look at Lu Yu on the stretcher.

He is gone, no matter how sad he is, it is useless.

Those who are alive will continue...

The two children came out, but Lan Xun hadn't come out yet.

She was still sitting sadly in the romantic chair, deeply blaming herself, why did she accompany Lu Yu to the opera?

If he had not come to listen to the opera today, would he not have died? Will he be able to live a few more years?

The hospital called just now. The hospital inspected Lu Yu's body and found that there were many scars on his skin, especially many cuts on his feet, which were scratched by sharp objects. The latest new trauma was a ruptured artery within 24 hours...

Where Lan Xun was sitting, there was a small pool of blood at his feet.

Lu Yu was in her arms, and blood was dripping down, but she didn't even notice. Until he died in her arms and paramedics came to take him away.

In the past, when Lu Yu was mentally disturbed, he would commit suicide and commit suicide... During this period, his aging rate was accelerating, his sense of taste was gradually disappearing, and he was also dull to pain... I don't know when he started to attack himself. of.

Maybe he had been planning such a death for a long time, and planned to die today, in the theater.

No wonder he said that he had bought a ticket to go to heaven tomorrow.

No wonder he was so looking forward to going to the opera with her.

No wonder he seems to be much more normal recently, without getting emotional or losing his temper. It's much milder, even milder than before I got sick.

Even when he saw her coming back from a date with Chi Yuhan in the middle of the night, she was not as hysterical, irritable and crazy as before, her eyes were full of gentleness, and she even had a hint of blessing?

That's because he was full of disappointment in life, had no hope, was no longer enthusiastic, and silently arranged a dead end for himself.

Lan Xun blamed himself. He had noticed Lu Yu's abnormality long ago, but did not care about him or give him more attention.

She feels guilty, but she doesn't know it.

In fact, Lu Yu wanted to leave very early on, but he still couldn't bear to leave this world.

He was reluctant to give up and worried.

I feel very sorry for Lan Xun and worry about her and her children's safety. Also, I am extremely anxious about Mr. Chi's ambition to annex the Lu family.

If you have ties in your heart, you will feel uneasy walking away.

The man was terminally ill, but he still held on until Chi Yuhan overthrew his father and became the number one leader of the Chi family.

He held on until Chi Yuhan was strong enough to protect Lan Xunzhou.

He finally felt relieved and chose this day to leave.

Because he knew that only when he left could Lan Xun and Chi Yuhan be together. Because of his existence, it was very inconvenient for them and very difficult for him.

If you can't get through it, why bother going through it again, meaninglessly? He is no longer healthy and will never recover.

The aging process is terrible. The skin is loose and dry, the face is full of wrinkles, the cheekbones are protruding, the eye sockets are sunken, the eyes are cloudy, the vision is unclear, and the memory will be lost.

As long as he thinks about himself getting older little by little, seeing himself so old that he is frighteningly old, and not even recognizing himself, he will collapse.

Lu Yu had spent countless nights sitting on the bedside covering his face and crying. He couldn't accept that kind of death, dry and skinny, like a withered old tree...

He didn't dare to think about it, nor did he have the courage to face it, nor did he want to leave the ugliest version of himself in his prime.

Rather than living like that without dignity, it is better to choose to leave as soon as possible. So he chose this method and sent himself on the road.

Although it is not decent, it avoids what he is worried about. What he is afraid of is that he is so young but so old...

He left, relaxed and liberated.

Lan Xun fell into self-blame and guilt, unable to forgive himself.

She buried her face in her hands and cried until she couldn't help herself.

Outside, the north wind blew.

Li Chengyang looked at the theater door worriedly and said seriously, "I don't feel good."

Xu Zizhou held up his glasses and nodded, "It's very bad."

Xiao Shaobai also noticed something was wrong, "Master Chi, Lan Xun hasn't come out yet?"

Chi Yuhan said nothing and pursed his lips tightly.

Li Chengyang and his group saw that the boss was in a low mood, so they left the place first for fear of disaster.

Chi Yuhan stood in the cold wind and waited for a long time. Finally, Lan Xun walked out of the theater dejectedly.

He strode over and reached out to grab her hand. His eyes were full of worry and his tone was urgent, "Xunxun, Xunxun, don't be sad, don't be sad..."

Lan Xun raised his eyes, his eyes were dull, his expression was slightly dazed and tired, "I want to be quiet, please let me be quiet."

Chi Yuhan hugged her shoulders and comforted her anxiously, "I also want to be quiet. Let's be quiet together."

"Ahan, he's dead..." Lan Xun struggled out of his arms and grabbed his arms with both hands.

His eyes were red from crying, and tears flowed down again, "He committed suicide, he cut his ankles... I was so close to him, I didn't notice anything unusual about him... It was my fault... I was the one who caused the harm." he……"

Chi Yuhan was startled. He felt sorry for Lu Yu's suicide and felt sad for Lan Xun's self-blame. "Listen, Xun Xun, this is not your fault. You don't have to blame yourself for this."

"No, I blame myself very much and feel guilty. I can't do it. His death has nothing to do with me and I have no responsibility."

Lan Xun shook his head, his eyes filled with painful tears, which deeply hurt Chi Yuhan's heart, "I shouldn't have promised him, I shouldn't have come to the opera... I shouldn't have granted him his beautiful wishes."

Chi Yuhan's biggest worry came. Lan Xun's mental state was very bad, worse than he imagined.

He was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to persuade her or comfort her. He only helped her wipe her tears, but kept wiping her tears.

Seeing her tears falling in clusters, he was heartbroken. She hated herself for not having special powers, hating herself for not being an ancient god, and hating herself for not having the ability to stop her from crying.

He couldn't even comfort her, he was so clumsy and clumsy, "Xunxun, I know you are sad and sad.

Like you, I am also very sad and sad... A person cannot be resurrected after death. Accept his choice and his death. Everything in life has meaning. It's hard to talk to the dead, but the living still have to live.

Think about Tingting and Shanshan, such cute and smart children. You are sad and sad, and they are also sad and sad...Xunxun, please stop crying. "

Chi Yuhan persuaded her hoarsely while helping her wipe the tears from her face. His palms were wet and he was so anxious that he didn't know what to do.

Lan Xun thought of the children and Lu Yu's entrustment, and finally stopped crying.

Lu Yu said, "After I leave, let Shanshan try to call Chi Shao Chi's father..."