Black-bellied ex-husband don't get entangled

"My son? How's Tiny? How's An'an? How's she? Where are they? Have they been picked up? How've they been? Are they hurt? They must have loved a lot of scares? Where are they ? Can you take me to meet them? I'm really worried..."

After saying these words, the tears that she had endured for a whole day finally formed one bean after another and slid down her face. Maybe the tears were too heavy to leave tears on her face, but fell straight down. Like a torrential rain.

Yao Mujin's hair was disheveled this day, some even became tangled together, and her face that had not been carefully washed looked dirty. In the inland area in early winter, this colorful beach dress looked so out of tune. Thin body, pale complexion, red eye circles, like a beautiful neurotic.

The man froze in place, awkwardly calling for help from those around him.

"Let me do it."

The voice that had always been deep and gorgeous sounded a bit sad at the moment, and it sounded from Yao Mujin's body.

Yao Mujin suddenly fell silent, she turned her head to the visitor very slowly, her eyes were melancholy and cold.

Yao Mujin looked at Lin Yunchuan, as if he saw the enemy in this life.

"How are they?"
Yao Mujin asked in a hoarse voice, her thin body trembling in the cold wind, as if the autumn leaves were about to fall.

Lin Yunchuan looked at her quietly.

"I'm asking you something, what did they do to my brother? What about Xiao Xiao and An An? And Xin Ru?"

Yao Mujin's emotions gradually became agitated, and the comments of those people echoed in her ears, making a noise, as if it was going to burst her heart, she shouted loudly: "Where are people?"

Lin Yunchuan paused for two seconds, then said softly, "They are not very good."

Yao Mujin's eyes lit up immediately. She grabbed Lin Yunchuan, raised her head and wiped away her tears, and asked earnestly, "Are they all alive? It doesn't matter. If the situation is not good, we can take care of them slowly. I will spend my whole life raising them." , as long as they are alive."

Seeing Yao Mujin like this, Lin Yunchuan couldn't express what was in his heart. He moved his lips, but before he could say anything, he saw Yao Mujin's face suddenly becoming terrified.

Yao Mujin stared at him with wide eyes, her already big eyes were wide open, and her eyeballs seemed to explode, as if she had seen the most terrifying ghost in the world.

Lin Yunchuan's heart sank, and he turned around suddenly, and saw a stretcher covered with a white cloth, and Li Fangjie, who came out with the stretcher without saying a word but looked more impersonal than usual. Li Fangjie's windbreaker was gone, and he was only wearing A shirt, expressionless standing next to the stretcher.

Although the ever-changing epiphyllum is a beautiful moment, its withering will leave a poignant story and a beautiful memory to the world.

In her life, Yao Mujin often thinks that Li Junsheng is the most beautiful epiphyllum.

On the steps, Li Fangjie looked indifferently at the pale and colorless Yao Muzhen. Yao Muzhen looked at the stretcher that was getting closer and closer to her. The white cloth on the stretcher had already been stained with blood. She saw Two men in white clothes hurried towards her carrying the single frame, their expressions were covered by wide masks, and Yao Mujin subconsciously took a step back.

"Please wait."
She put her hands on the stretcher and turned blue as the two men were about to pass her.

She vigorously raised her heavy hand, and slowly stretched it towards the blood-stained white cloth.

"do not look."
Lin Yunchuan held Yao Mujin's hand, and if he listened carefully, he could hear that Lin Yunchuan's voice, which had always been aloof, already carried a little pleading.

"Get out"
Yao Mujin shook off Lin Yunchuan's hand, this was the first time she shook off Lin Yunchuan so easily.

Lin Yunchuan's black eyes as deep as the sea quietly watched Yao Mujin lift the corner of the white cloth, but before he saw his face, Yao Mujin's tears spewed out like spring water.

Its momentum is like a broken bamboo, like a flood from the sky.

Yao Muzhen clenched her teeth, tried her best to calm down, the harder she took a deep breath, the more tears Yao Muzhen shed.

The clear tears left a crooked trace on Yao Muzhen's dirty face, wet Yao Muzhen's hands, and dripped onto the blood on the stretcher.

Small bright red beads flowed from between the teeth.

From Lin Yunchuan's point of view, he could only see Yao Mujin's uninterrupted teardrops falling one after another, and his hair scattered like a waterfall covered most of his face.

A trace of sadness flashed in Lin Yunchuan's deep black eyes, and he couldn't bear to pull Yao Muzhen into his arms, hugged him tightly, very hard, just like he pushed Yao Muzhen back then, Yao Muzhen couldn't refuse.

That familiar embrace shattered Yao Mujin's last trace of rationality. She put her hands in Lin Yunchuan's embrace, and evenly held her fingers on the hem of Lin Yunchuan's clothes. Her joints were white, and she burst into tears, screaming like a ghost, mourning like an ape , enough to make those who hear it burst into tears.

Yao Mujin cried like no one else, until her brain was starved of oxygen, until she was exhausted.

The medical team next to him covered the white cloth again, and stood quietly aside, looking at one of the countless sad people in the world with a peaceful expression.

From the moment Yao Mujin opened it, she recognized Li Junsheng, even if he cut off his hair, it was no exception, and the hair was full of blood.

This kind of bond from blood made Yao Mujin almost kneel down.

The elder brother who had always been as gentle as a spring breeze finally left this world that made him distressed.

Yao Mujin suddenly pushed Lin Yunchuan away with all his strength, and suddenly lifted a whole piece of white cloth. Li Junsheng was injured all over his body, and his whole body was exposed to the air.

There were two new white blades on Li Junsheng's face, and the flesh and blood turned outwards, but no blood flowed out. His eyes were closed tightly, the white blades were transparent, slightly blue, and the blood vessels were faintly visible. He lay quietly on the stretcher, like Sleep quietly on the bed as usual.

There were also knife wounds on the wrists and ankles, the nails were blue and white, and the hands that could play the piano and cook meals were scarred at this time.

He fell asleep peacefully as if he was not in pain.

Endless tears blurred Yao Mujin's vision, and as she moved, either fell on her neck, or fell on the front of her clothes, or splashed onto Li Junsheng's painless and feelingless body.

She rushed towards Li Junsheng like a lunatic, shouting like crazy, in a panic.

"Get up, Li Junsheng, get up and attend my wedding! You said you would see me happy!"

"Get up! You can scold me if you get up! Stand up, as long as you get up, I won't argue with you anymore, get up!"

"You said you want to watch me happy, you said you want to watch Xiao Xiao grow up! Have you forgotten?"