"Wang Yazhi...is about to die."

This was the first sentence Lu Jiahe heard when he picked up the phone.

My mind, which was still a little dazed just now, suddenly sobered up.

Wang Yazhi is dying?

What a... sudden news.

"Did something happen?"

Lu Jiahe put down his phone and turned around in a daze. Chen Qingyue, who was still playing with her just now, was looking at her seriously with wide eyes, full of worry.

She nodded, "Something bad happened."

Chen Qingyue wanted to ask what happened, but Lu Jiahe's expression made her feel that this is not a good time to ask this question.

After all, those bright eyes that seem to be twinkling with stars are half-down at the moment, and the half-exposed pupils are dark, making people unable to understand the emotions in them, like an invisible vortex in a deep sea, sinking and Cold, but also kind of indescribable calm.

Chen Qingyue simply raised her arms and hugged her, and said softly, "I don't know what happened, but I really want to hug you, and I hope it will make you feel less heavy."

Feeling the soft body in her arms, Lu Jiahe wanted to hook the corners of her lips, but found that she couldn't. In the end, she could only turn around and hug Chen Qingyue, "Thank you, sister."

This hug didn't last long, Lu Jiahe took the car keys and ran to the No. [-] Nursing Home.

She spent the immature days and nights when she was protected by Lu Jiawen in the past, the days and nights when she was humiliated by Wang Yazhi but could not resist, the days and nights when she saw darkness in that hellish school, when Lu Jiawen was raped During the days and nights when Wang Yazhi was tortured by jumping off the building, she wished that Wang Yazhi would die immediately and end her suffering in the first half of her life.

But now, as she matured and almost came out of the shadows, she was determined to forget about Wang Yazhi, and when she was rushing to her own way, someone suddenly told her that that woman was dying.

Instinctively, she herself didn't feel the slightest bit of happiness.

This woman who ruined an entire family was about to die. She was neither happy nor excited. Instead, she was extraordinarily calm, as calm as...as calm as she was going to finish the last journey of her previous stage of life.

When she rushed to the hospital, Lu Ning was sitting at the door of the ward waiting for her. This man was still wearing the white T-shirt she wore yesterday at the group night, but his face looked tired and weathered. It was obvious that he had been sitting here for a long time.

"She...was in the emergency room last night." Seeing her coming, Lu Ning said in a hoarse voice, "But her condition suddenly deteriorated on the operating table. I don't know that she was on the operating table. Why does the medicine still have bursts of excitement, which gradually weakened her nerves."

"Her body is already very weak, whether it is organs or spirit, the doctors are afraid to continue the operation for fear that she will die directly on the operating table..."

Lu Jiahe didn't speak, but just looked in through the round glass window.

Wang Yazhi was lying on the bed, all kinds of infusion tubes were inserted into her body, and the oxygen mask worn on her mouth and nose was covered with white mist. The white mist rose and disappeared. The back and forth seemed endless. You can hear uncomfortable gasping sounds.

"Do you want to go in and see her?" Lu Ning said in a low voice, "The doctor said that she is probably only a few days old."

"Should I go in?" Lu Jiahe asked blankly, "Will she die faster if she won't be stimulated?"

"You have to know that even if she is dying, I probably won't let her go and quarrel with her."

Lu Ning was silent, he glanced at Lu Jiahe, and suddenly said: "Yesterday she called your name and said she wanted to meet you."

"It's up to you to decide whether to enter or not, but no matter what happens inside, no one will blame you."

This is probably also Wang Yazhi's sorrow. She has done evil to her children for half of her life, and she can't make people feel much sympathy until she dies. Even her husband hardly cares about her life or death.

Lu Jiahe stared at the floor for a while, the air was full of dullness, finally she nodded and decided to go in and take a look.

The sterile protective clothing allowed Lu Jiahe to show only one face. She could not smell the disinfectant in the pale ward, nor could she smell the decayed smell on Wang Yazhi's body.

Wang Yazhi, who was struggling to inhale oxygen, opened her eyes the moment she saw it. With some surprise and joy, she raised her hand with some difficulty to hold Lu Jiahe, and slowly spit out two words from her mouth opening and closing:

"...Jia... Wen..."

Lu Jiahe smiled mockingly, and said softly, "I'm Lu Jiahe."

"Do you remember you had a daughter?"

Wang Yazhi's eyes widened when she heard the words, she shook her head slightly, looked at Lu Jiahe's face that was very similar to Lu Jiawen, and said deceivingly: "...Jiawen, you are Jiawen..."

Lu Jiahe had thought many times before that when she saw Wang Yazhi again, how to talk to her calmly, or how to sneer coldly, in her imagination, after shedding that youthful, impulsive and irritable character, she Meeting Wang Yazhi again should be cold and without any emotion, and she should have no waves in her heart.

But reality taught her to be a human being.

The wounds from the past didn't heal so quickly, and she hasn't escaped her youthful vigor yet.

"Look clearly, I'm Lu Jiahe." Lu Jiahe said coldly, "Your Lu Jiawen has been forced to death by you long ago. I've been in this dream for so many years, should I wake up?"

Wang Yazhi didn't speak, but stared straight at her.

Lu Jiahe also stared at her for a while, thinking that she was really a fool, or that it was a fool to come in to see Wang Yazhi, she couldn't figure out why she came in.

Thinking so, she turned around and was about to leave, but in the next moment, Wang Yazhi suddenly grabbed her wrist.

A pale and haggard hand, however, burst out with enormous strength, grabbing Lu Jiahe and being unable to move.

"Lu Jia...he?" Wang Yazhi's voice came out through the oxygen mask, carrying the weakness unique to Mu Wan.

Lu Jiahe turned around and wanted to take out his hand, but was held firmly again.

"It's you! It's you! It's you who killed Jiawen!"

The fierce and resentful voice, when it came out of the oxygen mask, was fragmented, sharp and unpleasant, making people's ears hurt.

The person who was in a trance and hoarse voice just now seemed to come back to life for a moment, and even his cloudy eyes brightened, "Damn you! If it weren't for you, Jiawen would not know that man! Why would I have to be born?" You? Why don't you die?"

Lu Jiahe was silent and let her curse and tear for a long time, then suddenly shook off her hand forcefully.

"Wang Yazhi", she said in a cold voice with no expression on her face: "You forced my brother to death. You gave him electric shocks, and let the unscrupulous psychiatrist break through the defense line of his heart time and time again, and burn all his lover's belongings." , It was you who ruined his last hope."

"Before my brother died," Lu Jiahe paused, and finally said slowly, "I hate you so much."

Lu Jiahe knew that the countless reprimands he had given Wang Yazhi were not as good as the last sentence that could make Wang Yazhi suffer and despair.

Lu Jiahe didn't know whether Lu Jiawen hated Wang Yazhi or not, and even based on what she knew about her brother, a beautiful person like Lu Jiawen would probably not hate anyone for causing pain to others.

She lied, but she didn't regret it. She suddenly wanted to see if this woman would wake up at the end of her life, so that she could have a slightly positive impression of the role of mother in the end.

Sure enough, Wang Yazhi didn't speak anymore, she gradually let go of Lu Jiahe's hand, her lips trembled, and she murmured: "No, no..."

"How could Jiawen hate me! He should hate you!"

"..."

Lu Jiahe didn't listen to what Wang Yazhi had to say next, she smiled mockingly, turned around and walked out.

Wanting to wait for Wang Yazhi to repent, she was thinking too much.

Outside the door, Lu Ning was still sitting upright outside the door. Seeing her come out, he opened his mouth to ask what happened, but he couldn't speak in the face of Lu Jiahe's ugly face.

"If you want to know what's going on, you should go to the surveillance camera yourself." Lu Jiahe saw what he was thinking, and said softly, "You'd better find a doctor to see her again. She was agitated just now."

With that said, Lu Jiahe walked out.

"Jiahe", Lu Ning called to her: "Where are you going?"

"Go outside to take a breather," Lu Jiahe didn't turn around, and walked through the corridor to the lawn outside the door.

It was a sunny day outside, so Lu Jiahe found a bench and sat down, letting the sun shine down on his head.

She suddenly remembered the day Wang Yazhi entered the nursing home.

It was the day Lu Jiawen died.

Wang Yazhi saw Lu Jiawen jumping from the top floor with her own eyes, she couldn't accept it, and her spirit also collapsed.

She didn't pay much attention to her in the nursing home, but she probably knew that Wang Yazhi's spirit would break down from time to time, and it was rare in normal times.

She only visited Wang Yazhi once, on the day she came out of the juvenile detention center, and she even felt a secret pleasure when she saw that high-spirited woman being imprisoned.

Lu Jiahe fumbled in his pocket, and at the same time took out half a pack of cigarettes and two candies.

Her eyes darkened, she put the candy back silently, and took out the cigarette she hadn't smoked for a long time.

Thick smoke filled this small area, and it was even difficult to see Lu Jiahe's face clearly.

She hasn't smoked for a long time, ever since she had Chen Qingyue and her sugar.

In Chen Qingyue's eyes, she is probably carefree, always smiling, cheerful and confident.

But if Chen Qingyue knew about her past, those unbearable, dark and even bloody pasts, and found that the people around her were not that simple, and the depth of her soul was not what she always showed, she would what to do?

Lu Jiahe didn't know, because every time she saw Wang Yazhi, she always felt that her life was really bad, and she didn't deserve such a beautiful person like Chen Qingyue at all.

But fortunately, it is only at this kind of moment that there is such a thought.

After regaining his sanity, Lu Jiahe is still confident, and will firmly hold onto his younger sister, Chen Qingyue.

The author has something to say: This chapter is used for a transition, explaining some things that have not been explained and things that are about to be explained~

Stepping on today's tail, I finally finished writing~ Silently sprinkle flowers for the garbage hand speed~

感谢在2020-06-1921:35:43~2020-06-2023:49:23期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 10 bottles for a Yinyou dog; 7 bottles at the time; 2 bottles for Ye Ji;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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