Quick Transmigration: Don't be the hero of the show

"She abandoned you, don't you hate her?"

Lu Sen shook his head slowly: "It's not easy for her to raise me alone, and my existence is no different to her. If it were me, I might have made such a choice already."

Perhaps sensing the sympathy in Yan Mingxiu's eyes, he relaxed his tone: "It's all in the past, and I'm doing pretty well now."

That being the case, if he was told the news of that person's death, wouldn't it be... For a moment, Yan Mingxiu was caught in a dilemma.

Seeing that his gaze was still fixed on him, Lu Sen felt something in his heart: "What's wrong with you?"

Forget it, you have to face what you should face, so how long can you hide it like this.

Yan Mingxiu thought about it, and finally said, "I have something to tell you."

Lu Sen's heart skipped a beat, as if he expected something unfortunate to happen to him.He put down the bowl and chopsticks, and waited solemnly for Yan Mingxiu's next words.

"I happened to see a criminal case today, and the identity of the deceased was confirmed. It should be your mother."

Lu Sen felt as if a thunderbolt exploded in his ears, and it was accompanied by lightning, which paralyzed his whole body.

There was a sharp pain in the heart, the pain was really indescribable, as if someone poured boiling water on the wound full of holes, it was so painful.

He wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything, he just felt blank in his mind.

This dazed state lasted until the next day, and Lu Sen continued his previous behavior numbly like a robot.

My heart was extremely disheartened, and I didn't know where to go after my only thought was broken.

He vaguely remembered a line from a childhood martial arts movie, the world is so big that there is no room for me.These words are appropriate for him now.

Although Yan Mingxiu wanted to persuade him, he also understood that in the end, he could only get over the hurdle by himself, and it would be useless for others to talk about it.

That night, Lu Sen felt drowsy and had a fever. When Yan Mingxiu came home at night, he saw the man lying on the sofa with a hot forehead, so he quickly woke him up.

Lu Sen woke up suddenly from his dream, under the dim light was Yan Mingxiu's anxious face.He woke up in such a hurry that he couldn't even tell where he was.

Yan Mingxiu held his hand tightly: "You have a fever, go to bed and lie down, I'll get you antipyretics."

Lu Sen was unconscious, only felt that the man's hands were extremely cold.He thanked weakly and fell silent again.

Yan Mingxiu sighed, helped him to feed the medicine, and sat by the bed again: "She was buried in a cemetery in the suburbs, I will accompany you to visit her on weekends."

Lu Sen still caught some information in a daze, and asked in a low voice, "Is she not in City S?"

Yan Mingxiu felt sore, and said softly: "I investigated some of her past. After leaving City C, she did stay in City S for a few years, and then returned to City C to remarry and have a new child with her husband."

Lu Sen stared at Yan Mingxiu's face for a moment, then slowly closed his eyes.It turned out that the mother had another happy family and had children.

He didn't know whether he should be happy or disappointed, tears slipped from the corners of his eyes, and soon seeped into the pillow, never to be seen again.

Naturally, Yan Mingxiu couldn't see his tears, but he also felt as uncomfortable as being cut by a knife.He thought for a while, and then said: "She came back from S city again, maybe she came to look for you."

Lu Sen responded softly, and fell silent again.

Yan Mingxiu turned off the bedside lamp and stared at the young man's face in the dark. Such a quiet posture made him feel very strange.

In the past, he thought that Lu Sen was like a wolf, extremely aggressive and biting indiscriminately, but after shedding layers of shells, he was nothing but an equally fragile heart.

He raised his hand to touch Lu Sen's head, but put it down again.

Lu Sen seemed to be aware of it, but he suddenly reached out to hold him, and called out in a low voice, "Amin, I don't have any relatives in this world."

Yan Mingxiu exhaled slowly, like a big stone in his heart fell to the ground: "I'm still here."

Lu Sen has been ill for more than half a month, and the matter of going to the cemetery to pay homage was moved to the next weekend.

The cemetery in City C was built on the outskirts of the city, and before arriving, the hills could be seen in the distance through the car window.

The heat has passed, the weather is drowsy, and the surroundings are terribly silent, except for the tombs that are particularly clear.

It was the first time Lu Sen came to the cemetery in C City for more than [-] years, but he never thought that it was to visit his mother.

As soon as one steps into this place, people seem to be shocked by the huge silence, and even breathe carefully.

The two walked side by side, and followed the address given by the staff to a tombstone.

There are still a few bunches of flowers that are close to withering in front of the stele, and the engravings on the stele are still very new.The black and white photo in the middle is still Lu Sen's impression of his mother.

All emotions were exhausted with the death of his mother during that illness. Lu Sen remained silent and placed the bouquet in front of the monument.

Yan Mingxiu originally thought that he would mourn in front of his mother's tombstone for a while, but after a while, the young man turned around and called him: "Let's go."

He was taken aback, but he didn't react: "Aren't you going to talk to her more?"

Looking at the rolling hills in the distance, Lu Sen slowly shook his head: "No matter how much I talk, she can't hear it anymore."

Yan Mingxiu didn't say anything more, looking at the young man's side face, he suddenly felt a feeling of impermanence in life and death.

A week later, the lives of the two gradually calmed down.

That day when Lu Sen was still preparing for the exam at home, there was a knock on the door outside.

Could it be that Yan Mingxiu forgot to bring the key and went out, but this time should not be the time for him to come back.

As soon as he opened the door, Lu Sen saw an elegantly dressed middle-aged woman who looked somewhat similar to Yan Mingxiu.

Alarm bells were ringing in his heart, and he invited that person in with some embarrassment: "Are you Yan Mingxiu's mother?"

Mother Yan nodded noncommittally: "I heard that there was a guest at Mingxiu's house recently, so I thought it was fake news."

"I'm only staying here temporarily, and I will move out at that time."

Mother Yan smiled with a calm attitude: "Don't be nervous, I just have nothing to do at home, come and see my son, shall we chat?"

Lu Sen nodded awkwardly at him, and poured a cup of tea for the woman very politely.

When he brought out the tea, Mother Yan still maintained an elegant sitting posture, which made Lu Sen feel unusual just from her posture.

"I haven't asked your name yet?"

"Auntie, my name is Lu Sen. I met you when I was a child."

The woman looked at him in confusion for a while, then asked hesitantly, "You were when he was in elementary school..."

"Yes, it's me."

The following conversation went very smoothly. The woman asked with some concern how he was doing these years, and then asked him how he usually gets along with Yan Mingxiu, whether it would be troublesome to live with him, and so on.

It made Lu Sen relax from his nervousness, but he still couldn't figure out what the purpose of her talking so much was.

"It's thanks to you for taking care of Mingxiu these days." Mother Yan's tone was gentle, but her expression became serious.

Intuition told him that the point of this conversation seemed to be coming, so he also sat up straight.

"Little Lu, Auntie has another question to ask you, you must answer it seriously."

"Do you and Mingxiu have some kind of special relationship, such as lovers?"