Yuhe

"Yuhe, Yuhe, what's wrong with you?!" Aunt Chen turned pale with shock, and she didn't expect that it would have such a big impact on Song Yuhe. It's been so long, and she should be relieved after hearing it.

She just wanted Song Yuhe to accept the final compensation from the Xu family with peace of mind, and they would not owe each other in the future.

But what they didn't know was that Song Yuhe didn't want anything, all he wanted was love.

It wasn't until the end that Song Yuhe discovered that only those who had given birth to themselves truly loved themselves selflessly.

Song Yuhe and Xu Jinzhong were not because of his money, but because they loved him. He thought that Xu Jinzhong also loved him, and he thought they were in love with each other. Until today, he thought of something that he never thought of before.

He suddenly realized that Xu Jinzhong didn't like him at all, and it was just because of guilt at first.

Mom died because of him, and he has been helping him in order to atone.

And he has always naively thought it was love.

Song Yuhe felt his world spinning.

Why didn't he find out until now, what exactly is he doing now, to beg the person who deprived him of happiness not to marry, to beg the other party to fuck him, and to offer his body actively.

Song Yuhe reluctantly supported his body, he laughed desperately, his life was too funny.

How can someone live such a bad life, how can someone be a clown like him all the time.

Song Yuhe shook his body, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and wanted to pack his things and leave here, but Aunt Chen stopped him.

Seeing Song Yuhe's reaction, she was really scared, and said in a good voice: "Yuhe, where are you going now, you don't look well, I'll take you to the hospital."

Song Yuhe stopped in his tracks, looked at the woman with fine silver hair in front of him, and suddenly thought that if his mother was still here, he would probably have gone through so much vicissitudes for life.

"I'm going to die," Song Yuhe said, speaking so calmly, as if something was talking about a common thing, "I have a tumor in my stomach now, and I won't live long."

Aunt Chen froze there: "Yuhe, you, what are you talking about? Why didn't the young master..."

"He doesn't know," Song Yuhe wiped away the tears from his eyes, but no matter how hard he wiped away the tears, he couldn't finish it. "The diagnosis report is hidden on the top of the bookcase. If he doesn't believe it, you can show it to him."

Now he just begs these people to let him go.

Aunt Chen really panicked, she reached out to touch Song Yuhe's stomach, at first Song Yuhe always covered herself habitually, but she didn't realize it.

When I touched it, I really felt that there was an obvious protrusion there, which was hard, and Aunt Chen was sweating coldly on her back.

Song Yuhe didn't lie.

She never thought that the mother and son would suffer so much. If they hadn't met the young master, they probably wouldn't have such a result.

"You..." Aunt Chen opened her mouth wide, unable to speak for a long time.

Song Yuhe smiled with tears in his eyes, smiling so calmly: "Aunt Chen, I'm so tired, really, I just want to find a place to rest quietly now, please let me go out, I won't live long, really , let me go."

"Yuhe, don't give up hope. We can still take you to chemotherapy, surgery, and other methods. Now there will be a solution."

Song Yuhe just shook his head, Aunt Chen knew that she couldn't keep Song Yuhe anymore.

Song Yuhe didn't want to live at all.

"Yuhe, Aunt Chen is really sorry for you, and our Xu family is also sorry for you, really sorry." Aunt Chen lowered her head.

Song Yuhe just went to pack his things, he has lost the reason to live now, he just wants to treat himself well in the last few days.

Don't think about other people, just live your own life, think about yourself 24 hours a day, every hour, every minute and every second.

Never again for others.

It's really painful for others, and he doesn't want to suffer like this anymore.

After knowing the truth, Song Yuhe suddenly felt that he was not that important, he loved Xu Jinzhong from the bottom of his heart, and it was very difficult to change his love, but Song Yuhe could escape.

He suddenly felt that even if Xu Jinzhong got married, so what, anyway, he has never been loved...

Song Yuhe had many wishes and dreams in the past. He thought about studying hard, working hard, buying a luxury house for his mother, thinking about being a couple with Xu Jinzhong for life, thinking about being able to be with Xu Jinzhong every day.

However, these things can never be realized.

His life is a pile of mud, a pile of shit.

If it is possible to do it all over again, Song Yuhe really hopes that he can be a person who only loves himself, be a selfish person, live only for himself, and be happy every day.

However, that is impossible.

Aunt Chen didn't dare to stop Song Yuhe, she didn't dare to call Xu Jinzhong until Song Yuhe left the apartment with her things.

What will people choose to do when they are most desperate? Kind people will kill themselves, and those who are forced to do nothing will kill others. Pure villains will not despair at all.

Song Yuhe left, he left the apartment where he lived for two years.