Mrs. Lu: Stay safe

"Sister, I'm sorry, I won't drag you down anymore, don't worry, long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, maybe you will be very sad, but I really can't live like this anymore. I live for a day, you suffer Your suffering will be one more day, I said, I will not let you suffer!"

After Lu Shaoyou finished talking to Bai Yan, he kept saying that he was a waste, and that he would be relieved if he died the heroine early. After speaking, he looked at Bai Yan with a face of despair, and Lu Shaoyou left satisfied. Bai Yan thought of himself My older sister remembered her teacher again, and her mind was full of memories of them, and in a daze, she had already walked to the rooftop.

"Let me tell you, you are a waste. I finished what I said before. Because of you, the people around you have been disrupted from a peaceful life to an uneasy one. From a life that could have been peaceful and stable, to today's relationship with Your yin and yang are separated. These, all of these are because of you, because you are a waste, you have to know that waste is a burden."

Bai Yan clenched her fists and said, "I'm not trash, you scum."

"Bai Yan, stop denying it. You are trash. You will only bring crises and problems to everyone and disturb other people's lives. Isn't that right? Trash."

"I'm not trash. Lu Shaoyou, stop talking."

Lu Shaoyou smiled contemptuously, "You are not a waste, so who is a waste? Am I? Obviously not. Only the person lying on the hospital bed is a waste." Bai Yan clasped her hands tightly and shouted at Lu Shaoyou, "I am not Trash, stop talking, I'm not trash."

Lu Shaoyou looked at Bai Yan who was on the verge of collapse and said, "Okay, you are not a waste, then why did you kill so many people and hurt them. So many people shed tears for you, now think about whether you are a waste or not."

Seeing that Bai Yan didn't answer him, Lu Shaoyou continued, "Bai Yan! Bai Yan, you think you hurt them unintentionally, but have you ever thought about your sister?"

Hearing these words, Bai Yan was suddenly stunned, yes, that's true, he grew up with his elder sister, she can be said to be the closest person to him.

Seeing that Bai Yan was stunned, Lu Shaoyou said, "Bai Yan! You said that if you died earlier, wouldn't your friend and your sister be fine? Look at how much your sister has endured for you. Do you have the heart to continue to hurt her like this? You are a big man now, do you want to be a burden to others? Do you want your sister to live a lifetime with a burden and a drag? Do you want her to serve you until you grow old? So Said, think about it for yourself! Whether you want to be a waste, drag the oil bottle, it's up to you." After finishing speaking, he turned and left
When Bai Yan heard Lu Shaoyou's words, the strength in her body seemed to be taken away in an instant, and she lay quietly on the bed, slowly shedding tears.He kept saying "I'm trash, I'm trash, I'm trash..."

Seeing Bai Yan's decadent face quietly, Lu Shaoyou smiled complacently, knowing that his plan had succeeded.

Now Baiyan's spirit has become very unstable, and the scene at the reception that day has been flashing in his mind. He saw his sister chatting with Lu Shaoyou at the reception, and immediately stepped back a few steps, and then started to talk to Lu Shaoyou. Bowed and said, "I'm sorry, I accidentally broke the painting, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." After saying three sorrys in a row, Lu Shaoyou finally couldn't help it, and yelled, "I'm sorry, is it useful? You now Say I'm sorry, then why didn't you say sorry when you broke the painting?" After Lu Shaoyou finished speaking, Lan Ziyi came up to hold Lu Shaoyou who was in a rage, and said softly, "It's okay, Shaoyou, a painting That's all, don't make trouble about this painting, everyone will be unhappy." After speaking, he sneered at Bai Jinmo.

Lu Shaoyou didn't seem to listen to Lan Ziyi's words, and continued to teach Bai Jinmo, "You bitch, what's the use of you, you can't even keep a single painting, how can you have the face to give me the box? Give me back one Empty box, if I don't find it, are you not going to tell everyone just let this painting wait to embarrass me at this party? Do you know how important this painting is to our party Ah? You can’t do this well. What’s the use of you staying in this company? Did I, Lu Shaoyou, raise a person who eats nothing? If everyone in the company is like this, how can our company continue to operate normally? "

"No, no, I didn't mean it." Bai Jinmo apologized in a low voice.

"If you didn't do it on purpose, then you did it on purpose!

"Hey, what a pitiful look you see, it is very pitiful. It would be great if the behavior is really as clean and pure as we have seen." Pointing at Bai Jinmo.

"No, I'm not, I just accidentally damaged your painting."

"It's useless, it's useless. The president entrusted you with such a difficult task, but you screwed up. Are you worthy of the president's trust in you?"

"No, no, please don't say it." At the end, Bai Jinmo's tone had a hint of crying. "Thinking of this moment, Bai Yan punched Lu Shaoyou hard in the face, but the fist passed through Lu Shaoyou's face and made Bai Yan lose, but everything was going on normally again.

When Bai Yan came into memory again, Lu Shaoyou growled and said, "You bastard, you little bitch, don't tell me you broke my painting, your sister will pay for it, and you have no money, what can you do here?" What are you doing! When you are a patient, you have to act like a patient, don't come out and wander around all day long, you understand?"

Bai Jinmo became a little impatient and said to Lu Shaoyou, "Lu Shaoyou, can you let your mouth accumulate some virtue! You said that you have been numb for a long time, and that's enough!"

Lu Shaoyou said again, "You broke my painting, what's the matter with you if I say a few words to you! If you don't let me say it, what do you want me to say? Do I still want to thank you for helping me break the painting Is it? What a bunch of lunatics"

Bai Yan was about to fight back when Bai Jinmo stopped her, "Bai Yan, don't quarrel with this kind of people in the future, do you understand? Talking to them is a waste of time."

When Lu Shaoyou heard this sentence, he was unhappy again, "You are a group of lunatics, I don't care what you plan to do! But what do you plan to do with my painting, don't tell me that you will pay, just rely on your current appearance, You will never be able to pay it back for the rest of your life. And even if you can still pay it back, you still have to take your sick brother with you? Do you have so much money? This is life. Without money, you not only have no life, but also no dignity."

"Ah!" Bai Yan's spirit was close to collapse at this moment.

Suddenly, the face of my teacher appeared in my mind.

His teacher's wailing seemed to echo in Bai Yan's ears: "Bai Yan, it's because of you, if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have died. Do you still remember the scene when I met you?"

That day was the first time Bai Yan saw the teacher, and the teacher sat on the bench in the hospital and sighed.

"Grandpa, what's the matter with you?" Bai Yan pushed the wheelchair forward out of good intentions, and asked.Who knew, the old man smiled and said, "Little friend, do you want to learn to draw?"

Bai Yan was taken aback by the question first, then looked at the old grandfather's eyes and saw longing.So he agreed, "I want to learn." The grandfather touched Bai Yan's head and said, "Okay, I'll teach you, how about it?"

Bai Yan smiled at the grandfather, "Okay!"

In this way, facing the afterglow of the setting sun, the old and the young started the road of learning painting.Every morning, I can see an old man holding the hands of young people around him to paint.Every bit of that time floated before Bai Yan's eyes.

Bai Yan recalled that the old man taught him how to draw that morning: "Teacher, what shall we draw today?" Bai Yan raised her head and asked.

"We're going to draw this today, after finishing speaking, I took out an apple from my pocket and gave it to Bai Yan.

"Ah! Teacher, I'm drawing apples again. I've been drawing apples every day for so long." Bai Yan recalled that tears were already rolling down her cheeks.At that time, he hated drawing apples, but now there is no one who can draw apples for him.

The teacher stroked Bai Yan's head kindly and said, "You are very talented in drawing, and you must continue to draw in the future."

Looking at the teacher's face, Bai Yan raised her head to the sky and said to herself, "In the future? I don't know how long I can live. Whether I can survive the teacher is a question."

The teacher put his hand on Bai Yan's shoulder and said quietly, "Bai Yan, you will definitely get better. You are going to be a great painter. In the future, I will let the teacher shine on you, ah!"

Looking back at the teacher's kind face, Bai Yan became happier in her heart.

The teacher's face suddenly became very scary, and he pinched Baiyan's neck and said, "Baiyan died because of you, because of you. If I didn't have you, I wouldn't die. Could it be that you didn't repent half of my death?" ?"

"No, it's not because of me, the teacher is not me." Bai Yan shook her head and said.

"It's not you, so why did I die because of you, how did you live so peacefully when I died because of you?"

Just as these vain fantasies emerged one after another, Bai Yan gradually walked to the rooftop.

When he thought again that it was the cry of the teacher's friend, when he thought about how his sister was working hard every day for him, and when he thought about those people who loved him appearing in danger one by one, his heart gradually became very stuffy.

Suddenly Baiyan's teacher appeared in front of him. The teacher said in a serene voice, "Baiyan, you killed me. You don't regret it. Do you still want to kill your sister now?"

Bai Yan said nervously, "No, teacher, it wasn't me. Didn't you already leave?" The teacher put his arm around Bai Yan's shoulder and shouted, "So what? Bai Yan, let me tell you, I left because of you." Do you understand?"

Bai Yan's voice trembled a little, "Teacher, it's not me, why did you say that?"