Too thin-skinned and easy to lose a wife

During the few days when Yang Yi was not at home, Zhao Lu stayed at her house, waiting anxiously every day.

But Yang Yi hasn't appeared since the last time he came back to take a few changes of clothes and left.Zhao Lu called her, but she didn't answer.I texted her, she didn't reply.

Yang Yi's sudden indifference to her made her flustered, but she didn't dare to think about it.After all, such a big thing happened, the dead are the most important, how can Yang Yi have the energy to take care of her?

Zhao Lu comforted himself while waiting persistently.She felt like she was waiting on the sidelines. The longer she waited, the slimmer the chance, and her mood gradually deteriorated.

She couldn't eat and couldn't sleep well.What about Yang Yi?

She really wanted to know what was going on with Yang Yi?

Zhao Lu suddenly regretted that he should have stalked her that day and opened the car to take her off, so that at least he could know the address of her home, wouldn't he be able to see her if he just killed her?

Just when Zhao Lu was in a panic, she saw hope.

Zheng Hao appeared.

Zheng Hao opened the door with a key. The moment he pushed the door and entered, a figure rushed towards him, startling him.

When he saw clearly that the person in front of him was Zhao Lu, he patted his chest and said with lingering fear, "Why are you hiding inside without saying a word, it's so scary at night!"

Zhao Lu didn't have time to apologize, and looked over his shoulder desperately behind him, but he didn't see the second person appearing for a long time, and couldn't help being confused: "Yang Yi didn't come back?"

Zheng Hao pulled out the key, and said lightly, "Her, she wants to help with Zhang Luo Ziyu's memorial service."

Zhao Lu's heart skipped a beat: "A memorial service?"

"Yeah, Ziyu has been away for a week, and I'm afraid it will stink if I don't cremate her." Zheng Hao walked around her, walked into the study, and folded the blueprints on the computer desk.

Zhao Lu followed closely behind, watching his movements for a moment: "What are you doing?"

Zheng Hao didn't raise his head: "Yang Yi asked for leave, and the unfinished work can only be done by other people. She asked me to come back and help her bring these materials to her studio."

Zhao Lu was stunned for a moment, and said, "She knew I was here, why didn't she tell me?"

Zheng Hao glanced at her, as if suddenly remembered, and said: "Oh, right. She told you not to wait, go home, eat and drink, don't worry about her too much."

Zhao Lu was stunned: "Is this what she said?"

Zheng Hao shrugged: "That's almost what it means."

"Then...why didn't she tell me personally?"

Zheng Hao rubbed his chin with his right hand, and pondered, "Maybe she's too tired. You know, since Zi Yu's accident, she hasn't had a good time."

After finishing speaking, he rolled up the blueprint in his hand and strode out of the study.

Zhao Lu ran after him and grabbed his sleeve in desperation: "Wait!"

Zheng Hao seemed to be in a hurry, even speeding up his speech: "What else?"

Zhao Lu let go of his sleeves calmly, pursed his lips, and asked, "When is the memorial service?"

"tomorrow."

On the last day of September, a heavy rain fell out of nowhere, driving away the heat of the scorching sun.

The venue for the memorial service is next to a funeral home in this city.

When Zhao Lu arrived, it was already raining heavily.She was so anxious when she went out that she forgot to bring her umbrella and was stuck in a taxi and couldn't get out.

She had no choice but to call Zheng Hao.

Not long after, Zheng Hao came to pick her up.

Under the black umbrella, Zheng Hao protected her very well, not letting a drop of water get on her body.

The sound of "cracking" rain covered up the hustle and bustle of the city, but it couldn't hide the overwhelming depression and heaviness.

Through the rain curtain, Zhao Lu could see the wreath and white cloth in front of the door from a distance, such a scene made her pause slightly.

The next second, she saw a familiar figure standing opposite the family members, her pupils shrank, and she unconsciously quickened her pace.

"Slow down, watch out for the water under your feet!" Zheng Hao reminded her.

Zhao Lu didn't care about this, and went forward in three steps and two steps.

Before she could get close to Yang Yi, Zheng Hao grabbed her arm.

Zheng Hao pointed to the place to sign next to him, and said, "Go and sign first."

Zhao Lu suddenly came back to his senses: "Oh."

Taking a white flower, Zhao Lu couldn't help but take a look when he passed by Yang Yi.

Yang Yi also saw her, his bloodshot eyes moved slightly, and soon returned to calm.

Even though the distance between them is so close, they can only look at each other and cannot speak.With mixed emotions in his heart, Zhao Lu grabbed the flower and walked in, bowing to the black and white photo with a peaceful smile.

It was the first time for her to attend this kind of memorial service, and she just felt that the atmosphere was indescribably weird.

Because time was limited and there were still people behind, Zhao Lu was directed to leave without even taking a second look at the photo.

When the family members thanked him, Zhao Lu only saw a middle-aged man who was fat and short, but did not see Qian Ziyu's mother, and felt a little confused.

While she was in a daze, someone beside her told her, "This is Ziyu's father."

As soon as Zhao Lu heard the voice was very familiar, he looked over quickly.It suddenly fell into Yang Yi's deep eyes, and she didn't want to move away.

It is not known who touched her.

Zhao Lu restrained his face, shifted his gaze hastily, and said to Qian Yuemin, "My condolences go with the changes."

Qian Yuemin said "thank you" to her, raised his head, looked at her, and said, "This lady is very unfamiliar, are you also Ziyu's former classmate?"

Zhao Lu didn't expect that there would be an interaction at all. She glanced at Yang Yi intentionally or unintentionally, and said, "No, Miss Qian and I... just met a few times..."

Just acquaintances, not even friends, Zhao Lu didn't understand why he came here.

Would Yang Yi also find her inexplicable?

People are sympathetic, thinking that a good person suddenly disappeared, Zhao Lu felt compassion, and after asking Zheng Hao for the exact time and place, he decided to come to express his condolences.

Of course, there is also a little selfishness.

It's been a long time since I saw Yang Yi, and she was still worried, so she wanted to take this opportunity to have a look.

When she finally saw someone, she was even more worried.Yang Yi's condition doesn't look very good, except for Qian Yuemin, she is the most emaciated.

The occasion was wrong, and Zhao Lu couldn't help but go over and greet her.

Qian Yuemin didn't ask much.

Zhao Lu came out after staying in it for less than 2 minutes. It was still raining outside, so Zheng Hao gave her the umbrella.

Zhao Lu was reluctant to leave, almost turning around every step he took.

The rain was getting denser and denser with water vapor.I don't know if it's an illusion, Zhao Lu saw Yang Yi's body move, he only took a step forward and then stopped, looking in her direction, his thin lips parted slightly, as if he wanted to say something to her.

Qian Ziyu didn't have many friends, and those who came to mourn her were basically some of her former classmates, and the rest were almost all relatives and friends of Qian Yuemin and Hu Meilan.

The memorial service lasted more than an hour before it came to an end.

As the rain outside gradually subsided, other people left one after another, and finally only Qian Yuemin, his assistant, and Yang Yi's family were left.

The majestic and successful businessman, after experiencing double blows from his daughter and wife, his body couldn't take it anymore.As soon as the others left, Qian Yuemin couldn't hold on anymore, and his figure was swaying.

"Mr. Qian, are you alright?" the assistant quickly supported him.

Qian Yuemin shook his head, hugged the black and white photo of his daughter, wiped away his tears, and said sadly, "Tell them, we can be cremated."

"Yes, I'll do it right away." The assistant let go of him and walked away first.

Qian Yuemin was supported by Zheng Hao, and several people walked out with heavy hearts.

When he was going to get an umbrella, Zheng Hao saw a lonely person standing against the wall, and asked in surprise, "Why haven't you left yet?"

Hearing this, several pairs of eyes looked in the same direction and found the target.

Being watched by so many people, a look of unnaturalness flashed across Zhao Lu's face. She didn't know how to explain it, so she clenched the handle of the umbrella in her hand.

The rain splashed over and wet the black high-heeled shoes and trouser legs on her feet.With a wall behind him, Zhao Lu had nowhere to hide, and twitched the corners of his mouth.

Qian Ziyu was pushed to be cremated.

It's really embarrassing to die like this before the age of 30.

Qian Yuemin burst into tears, hugged her urn tightly, and said softly, "Father will take you home."

Back home refers to Singapore, of course.But before that, he had to go to the hospital.

The assistant drove Qian Yuemin and Qin Yushan away first, followed by Zheng Hao and Yang Yi.

The moment he saw Yang Yi, Zhao Lu, who was sitting with numb buttocks, stood up abruptly, and asked weakly, "Is it over?"

Zheng Hao nodded.

Yang Yi said, "I still want to go to the hospital."

"How many days have you gone to the hospital without closing your eyes? Go home and get some sleep first." Zheng Hao looked at Zhao Lu with a tough attitude, "Zhao Lu, take her back."

Yang Yi insisted: "No, I'm going to the hospital, I want to see Aunt Lan."

Zheng Hao originally wanted to persuade her, but when he met her sad eyes, he had no choice but to compromise: "Okay."

"Can I go with you?" Zhao Lu asked cautiously.

Yang Yi looked down at the puddle of water under her feet, then at her nervous face, moved her lips, and said, "It's all wet, isn't it uncomfortable?"

Zhao Lu pretended to be relaxed and said: "The sun will come out in a while, and it will dry as soon as it dries, it's fine."

Yang Yi sighed and said, "Let's go."

Zheng Hao drove, Zhao Lu and Yang Yi sat in the back seat.

Yang Yi stared at her feet and said, "Take off your shoes."

Zhao Luru was pardoned, she was almost dying of pain after standing for so long.

She just took off a shoe, but Yang Yi supported her bare ankle to prevent her from moving.

"what happened?"

Yang Yi tapped the cushion below and said, "It's too dirty, wait a minute."

There was a box of tissue paper on the panel of the back seat, Yang Yi took out a few sheets, and was about to bend down, but found Zhao Lu's foot was still in his hand.She simply put that leg on her own.

Zhao Lu turned pale with shock, and shouted, "Dirty!"

Her trouser legs and feet were stained with sewage, and she hated it, so how could Yang Yi bear it?

Yang Yi didn't seem to care at all, put her feet down, bent down and carefully laid out the pieces of paper.Sitting down again, he looked down and said, "It's really dirty."

Zhao Lu's cheeks were a little hot, and he wanted to put his legs down.

"Don't move." Yang Yi took out a few more sheets of paper from behind, and helped her wipe off the dirty things on her feet and legs bit by bit.

The black trousers were wet, but the fabric didn't absorb much water. Yang Yi touched it and said, "This one should dry quickly."

"En." Zhao Lu answered absently, his eyes fixed on her face.

The skin is still very white, but there is no blood color, and it is not as delicate as before.The black smoky rings seem to have been applied with smoky makeup, and a small fine line can be seen with the naked eye.

You are so haggard, how long has it been since you had a good rest?

Yang Yi was still helping her wipe patiently, Zhao Lu couldn't help breaking the silence: "Tired, isn't it?"

Yang Yi's eyelids trembled, and he said lightly: "It's okay."

"What's okay! You stay in the hospital day and night, and the food doesn't taste good. Do you think you're a strong woman?" Zheng Hao, who has been concentrating on driving, cuts in, "Go home and sleep after you come back from the hospital. , look at what you have become now."

Zhao Lu was shocked, before she could speak, Zheng Hao said again: "What are you two doing behind? Touching your thigh?"

Zhao Lu raised her head abruptly, and found Zheng Hao's prying eyes in the rearview mirror, she shrank her feet subconsciously.

"Okay, change to another one." Yang Yi said calmly.

If Zheng Hao hadn't said that, Zhao Lu would have almost forgotten that they were in his car now.Their behavior was indeed a little more intimate, her legs were folded on Yang Yi's, and Yang Yi rolled up her trousers, revealing a white calf...

Although she knew that Zheng Hao was just joking, Zhao Lu still felt embarrassed in front of outsiders. She cleared her throat and said, "I'll do it myself."

Yang Yi didn't say anything, and stuffed the tissue into her hand.

After wiping his feet, Zhao Lu gently put his legs down.Suddenly, my stomach growled, especially loud in this cramped space.

Zhao Lu frowned, covered his stomach and said to Yang Yi, "Let's go eat something later."

Yang Yi was silent and said, "Go to the hospital first."

Zhao Lu said cheerfully, "Okay!"

Then fell silent again.

Zhao Lu suddenly remembered something, and asked, "Why didn't you see Miss Qian's mother just now?"

When she asked this sentence, Yang Yi unconsciously clenched his fists with his hands beside him, and did not answer immediately.

Zheng Hao, who was driving in front, twitched his eyebrows, but didn't make a sound.

After waiting for a few seconds, Zhao Lu became suspicious and asked, "Did you faint again?"

Yang Yi looked at her quietly and said, "You will know when you get to the hospital."

hospital.

In the high-risk ward, the nurse was immersed in checking the data on the instrument. After a while, she opened the door and said to Qian Yuemin who was ready, "You can go in."

"Thank you, nurse." Qian Yuemin, who was wearing a sterile suit, pushed the door in, leaving the others outside and blocking their sight.

Although the interval between the opening and closing of the door was very short, Zhao Lu still saw the situation inside through the small gap.

Hu Meilan was lying on a hospital bed, surrounded by various unknown medical instruments. Looking at her posture, she seemed to be quite ill. No wonder she didn't attend her daughter's memorial service.

"How long has she been like this?" Zhao Lu whispered to Yang Yi.

Yang Yi was in a trance, and after a while, he said, "It's been a week."

Zhao Lu's breath stagnates: "So serious?"

Yang Yi's eyes were a little strange, he hesitated to speak while watching her.

Although he tried his best to control the sound, the environment was too quiet, and Zhao Lu's voice reached the ears of Zheng Hao who was standing beside Yang Yi.

Zheng Hao sighed heavily, and said, "After Ziyu committed suicide, Aunt Qian couldn't bear the blow, so she jumped from the window when we weren't paying attention."

Zhao Lu gasped, his eyes widened.

Zheng Hao also said: "We live on the eighth floor, and there is basically no possibility of surviving if we fall from the top. Aunt Qian...maybe it was a bad luck, she fell and hit the canopy built by my house on the sixth floor, and finally fell into the parking lot On the shed. His life was saved, but he is still unconscious.”

"..." Zhao Lu was dumbfounded.

After leaving the hospital, they got into Zheng Hao's car again.

"Do you want to eat something first?" Zheng Hao asked for their opinions.

Zhao Lu looked at Yang Yi: "You decide."

Yang Yi's face seemed to be worse than before, his eyes were dull, and he said weakly: "I want to go back and take a shower first."

"Alright." Zheng Hao started the car.

Zhao Lu had a lot of questions in her mind, but when she saw that Yang Yi was not in the right state, she didn't dare to ask any more. She moved her body to that side and said, "You can squint for a while, and I'll call you when you arrive."

Maybe it was really too tired, Yang Yi lowered his eyes, tilted his head, and leaned gently on her shoulder.

Zhao Lu didn't expect that she would take the initiative, his body stiffened for a while, then he gradually relaxed, and stretched out his arms to wrap her arms around her shoulders.

Yang Yi didn't sleep deeply, she woke up as soon as the car stopped, straightened up, and said to Zheng Hao: "You don't need to go in the car, go get busy if you have something to do."

Zheng Hao really had something to do, he watched them get out of the car, and waved the car away.

After not coming back for a long time, Yang Yi looked at the furnishings in the room and felt a little strange, standing at the entrance without moving for a long time.

Zhao Lu touched her: "You go take a shower first, I'll order some takeaway."

"Yeah." Yang Yi didn't even bother to change his shoes, and went into the bathroom barefoot.

Looking at her back, Zhao Lu always felt something was wrong.

However, it is also understandable that after experiencing so many changes in a short period of time, if it were me, I would probably not be much better than her.

Zhao Lu arranged the shoes that Yang Yi had taken off before walking in. He sat on the sofa and opened Meituan to study takeout.

Yang Yi has been washing for a long time, and the takeaway has been delivered, but she hasn't come out yet.Zhao Lu yelled a few times, but there was no response, so he had to walk over.

Across the door, the huge sound of "crawling" can be heard endlessly, it's no wonder Yang Yi could hear it.

Zhao Lu raised his hand and slammed on the door.

After a few seconds, the sound of water stopped abruptly.

Zhao Lu raised his voice and said, "Are you okay? The takeaway is here."

"Wait a moment."

Hearing her voice, Zhao Lu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Hurry up, it won't taste good when it's cold."

Turn to go.

Yang Yi called to her: "Don't go yet, you go and help me get a set of pajamas."

"Oh."

Zhao Lu entered the bedroom, took a set of her favorite pajamas, and came over to knock on the door.

The door swung open, hot air rushed in, and a white arm stretched out.Zhao Lu was slightly absent-minded, looking at this slender arm, he always felt a circle smaller than before.

Are you hungry?

Zhao Lu was filled with emotions, and hung the pajamas on her arm.

After waiting for a few more minutes, Yang Yi came out from inside.Her hair was wet and dripping, but she didn't wipe it, as if she didn't care.

Looking at her pointed chin, Zhao Lu was sure that she had indeed lost weight in the past few days, and felt distressed for a moment, and said, "I ordered porridge, you can eat more later."

"Ah."

Zhao Lu suddenly noticed her eyes, and exclaimed, "Why are they still so red?"

Yang Yi's eyes flickered slightly, and he said in a low voice: "The foam got into my eyes when I washed my face just now."

But why is there still some swelling?Zhao Lu didn't dare to ask.

Both were hungry and wiped out the takeout.

As soon as he was full, Yang Yi wiped his mouth and said, "I'm sleepy, I want to go to sleep."

"But you are just full, do you want to sit down a little longer?"

Yang Yi looked vain both in his demeanor and complexion.She didn't speak.

Zhao Lu thought for a while and said, "Then at least you have to dry your hair first?"

Yang Yi touched his wet hair and nodded.

This was the first time Zhao Lu helped Yang Yi blow-dry her hair, and it was not as warm and beautiful as when Yang Yi helped her blow-dry before.Each has their own concerns, and both of them want to end quickly.

After drying her hair, Zhao Lu followed her into the master bedroom.

Yang Yi turned to look at her with unclear emotions in his eyes: "Are you going to sleep too?"

"I... I'm not sleepy."

"Then you still come in."

Zhao Lu rubbed his nose and said, "My waist is a little sore, I'll just lie beside you, don't worry, I promise not to make noise."

Yang Yi sighed and said nothing.

Zhao Lu climbed onto the bed from the other side.

Yang Yi lay down with his back facing her, his body bent into a bow, his thin back looked so helpless.

Zhao Lu's heart was touched, and he quietly leaned over, stretched out his hand and hugged her from behind.

Yang Yi's back stiffened.

Zhao Lu didn't dare to move anymore, she tried to hold her breath.

Fortunately, Yang Yi didn't push her away, her body gradually relaxed, and she sighed softly, "What are you doing?"

Thick curtains block the light outside, and the darkness breeds fragility and courage.

Zhao Lu gathered the strength in his hands little by little, rubbed his head against her hair, and said, "Yang Yi, you still have me."

The person in his arms trembled slightly.

Yang Yi didn't say a word, biting his fingers tightly, weeping silently in the dark.

The author has something to say: I didn't write about Qian Ziyu's illness in detail, so you will find it very abrupt when you see her committing suicide.

But that's exactly what I intended.

First, because she is a supporting role, the setting is just cannon fodder, and I don't want her to steal the show too much.

The second is to deliberately write her as normal. Everyone around her thought she was getting better, so they ignored her condition.Everyone's indifference made it easy for her to commit suicide.

This article is a very bloody story, not bloody and cruel, otherwise I will write a plain sweet article.

Don’t hurt yourself by reading this article. Don’t be too sincere. Depression patients need love and positive energy. I hope that all depression patients can be completely cured and find their own happiness.

Thanks for the support!

PS. The dog blood is over, and the following plots are quite normal.

PS+1. I haven't started the abuse yet...