Money life

Chapter 100
"Dad." While looking at the fire, he knocked on the door and called to his father.

"Dad, open the door." Meng Zeyuan was frightened, and his voice was crying.

"Open the door." He twisted the doorknob nervously, but the more nervous he was, the more he couldn't open it.

As the flames grew bigger and the smoke filled the bedroom, he found it difficult to breathe.

At this time, he was completely like a fool, he didn't know anything, he didn't know how to save himself in case of fire.

It's no wonder that he is only 13 years old. At this age, children's understanding is still very limited. At that time, unlike today's children, they were already like adults and understood everything.

"Ahem." After a while, he couldn't help coughing.

"Dad, open the door, save me." He felt that he would suffocate to death if he was not rescued.

"Open the door...cough cough."

The door couldn't be opened, no one responded, and his father was not at home. He really felt like he was going to die.

He sat on the ground weakly, leaning against the door, tears fell from his eyes, and stared blankly at the ever-growing flames.

He suddenly saw his mother smiling at him.

"Mom." He felt a trace of heat.

"Zeyuan, what's wrong with you?" When he was in despair, he heard the sound of knocking on the door and the anxious voice of Meng Yan's mother.

He was shocked, without thinking too much, stood up suddenly, and shouted at the top of his voice: "It's on fire, auntie, save me."

As he spoke, he choked up even more.

"Zeyuan, don't be in a hurry. Try to open the door first, don't be in a hurry, Auntie will always be there, nothing will happen."

He tried to twist the doorknob, but still couldn't open the door, he said anxiously, "I can't open it."

"Zeyuan, what's going on in the room?"

"The fire is huge."

"Can you still go to the bathroom? Go there and find a towel, get water on it, cover your mouth and nose, I'll go find the key now."

"Auntie, don't go." Seeing that Meng Yan's mother was about to leave, Meng Zeyuan felt fear and stopped her.

"Okay, auntie, don't leave. Don't worry, go and cover your mouth and nose with a wet towel first." Meng Yan's mother immediately comforted her.

Meng Zeyuan was in a mess long time ago. Hearing Meng Yan's mother's words, he looked over to the bathroom and choked up, "I dare not."

"Zeyuan, don't be afraid, Auntie is here."

He stood motionless behind the door.

"Zeyuan, listen to me, go get a wet towel first. I'll find your room key now."

Meng Zeyuan heard footsteps.

He didn't move.

The room was quiet, except for the sound of burning flames, there was no other sound.

He looked at the flames and felt a little lack of oxygen.

Am I dying?He couldn't help asking himself this.

He felt his breathing getting heavier and heavier.

Just when he felt that his breathing was becoming more and more rapid, he heard a "click", and the door of the room was opened by Meng Yan's mother from the outside.

Seeing her, all the hatred in his heart was gone.

"Zeyuan, it's alright, don't be afraid, Auntie is here." As soon as she opened the door, she hugged Meng Zeyuan into her arms.

He felt his breathing was less rapid.

Soon, firefighters came and put out the fire.

The fire passed like this, but in Meng Zeyuan's heart, something changed.

When he thought about it, he had always hated Meng Yan's mother and daughter, and Meng Yan's mother also hated him. When he died, she wished that something would happen to him and would not care about him at all.

But this is not the case. Meng Yan's mother was not only very anxious, but also comforted him. She was afraid of scaring him and stayed with him every day to help him forget about the fire.

Since then, he has never hated Meng Yan's mother and daughter, and even his hatred for his father has turned into love.

In this way, the life back then seemed to come back overnight.

There are fewer quarrels and indifference at home, and more laughter.

Since then, Meng Zeyuan's feelings for Meng Yan have changed.

He has always had conflicting feelings for Meng Yan. He likes Meng Yan as a little sister, but hates them because of his mother's death, so his feelings for Meng Yan are also the opposite.

After the fire, Meng Zeyuan accepted the fact that his mother had left, Meng Yan, his lovely sister, and Meng Yan's mother.

In this way, Meng Zeyuan's life gradually became happier, and the relationship between the family became better and better.

Speaking of this, the corners of Meng Zeyuan's mouth could not help but rise slightly.

"That's how your relationship got better?" Zhang Yanjiang asked suspiciously.

Meng Zeyuan nodded.

"Is the story over? I haven't heard enough." Liang Huan thought Meng Zeyuan had finished.

Meng Zeyuan glanced at Liang Huan indifferently, then looked at the sea water, and said quietly, "The story never ends."

Liang Huan didn't understand what he meant, and Zhang Yanjiang also half understood.

If it's a fairy tale, if it's a novel or a film and television drama, the story might end here, and it can still make the audience happy. After all, this can be regarded as a happy ending.

It's just a pity that fairy tales are fairy tales after all, and reality is reality after all.

The story is not over here.

This happy life lasted for four years. When he was seventeen, a car accident ended all the joy.

On that day, Meng Zeyuan always remembered that the weather was fine.

Father and Meng Yan's mother and daughter went to the beach to play, but he didn't go with them because he had to go to class.

In the afternoon, when he was in class, two policemen came to the school to look for him.

He met the police and learned that his father and Meng Yan's mother and daughter had a car accident on the way home.

"What did you say?" He felt his head buzzing, looked at the policeman in disbelief, and asked.

The policeman repeated it again.

"Impossible, you must have made a mistake." He felt that his breathing was a little short.

How can it be?Father and aunt were fine in the morning. They promised themselves that they would go home on time, and nothing would happen.

He took out his mobile phone and called his father, but it was turned off.

He called Meng Yan's mother in disbelief, but she still turned off the phone.

He called them again in disbelief, and the phone was turned off after several consecutive calls. He seemed to realize something.

He couldn't remember what happened afterwards, he only remembered that he was taken to the hospital by the police, he didn't care about which hospital, and he didn't know which hospital.

The police told him that Meng Yan was only seriously injured and was being rescued.

He didn't go to see Meng Yan, but first went to see his father and Meng Yan's mother.

In the cold morgue, he saw the bodies of his father and Meng Yan's mother.

He doesn't remember what happened after that, he just remembers that he stayed in the morgue for a long time, talking to his father and aunt all the time.

He didn't know how he got out of the morgue. When he realized it, he was already standing at the door of the operating room.

Luckily, Meng Yan survived, but because of the serious car accident, her brain was severely damaged and she became a vegetative state.

Meng Yan survived, which is a blessing in misfortune.

The successive departures of his parents made Meng Zeyuan very psychologically strong. He took on the responsibility of taking care of his younger sister, and he believed that her younger sister would definitely wake up.

After Meng Yan's injury stabilized, Meng Zeyuan went to see her every day, chatting with her about the two of them together, and about her father and her mother.

He would also tell Meng Yan about any happy things that happened to him.

He was looking forward to, hoping that she would wake up, he had only one family left.

(End of this chapter)