Help! The fat daughter has a billion-point vest after breaking up

Lu Yehan and Bai Qingqian whispered a few words to each other without paying attention to the people around them, and then he said to the few people he had ignored for a long time: "It seems that you are not going to sign this document?"

A few people smiled and shrugged. This was not an obvious thing. Only a fool would sign it.

"Okay, then wait until you have nothing." Lu Yehan stood up and pulled Bai Qingqian away.

That evening, the Bai family received a court summons and the trial would be held in a month.

Bai Guangyao and others didn't take this matter to heart at all.

Lu Yehan has no power and Bai Qingqian also has a shallow foundation. They naturally have little chance of winning against these old foxes who are deeply involved in the business circle. They are sure to turn white into black, and it is impossible for them to leave the house with nothing.

Lu Yehan dragged Bai Qingqian to the auction site. Wen Wanyi learned that Bai Qingqian was coming and put everything aside to greet her. He was not surprised to see Lu Yehan.

"Arrange a quiet place for us. I have a lot to say to Qing Qian."

"Okay, follow me." Wen Wanyi led the way.

"How do you know that I want to find a quiet place and be alone?" Bai Qingqian asked.

Lu Yehan smiled and said, "Because I am the worm in your stomach."

Bai Qingqian punched over with her little pink fist.

Lu Yehan held Bai Qingqian's fist and gently pulled her towards him. The two of them walked forward like conjoined twins.

Wen Wanyi did not look back, but deliberately slowed down his pace. If he walked too fast and fell, that would be bad.

Bai Qingqian slowly stopped smiling and saw the vast lotus pond not far ahead. He couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

He didn't know why Lu Yehan was a mistake on the Forbes rankings, but he knew that if Lu Yehan was not seventh, he would be even more powerful, and there was no doubt about that.

And a month later, Bai Weiwei's family will be completely penniless and live on the streets.

Evildoers will eventually get their comeuppance, but Bai Qingqian felt a little sad and dazed, as if the world has changed so much and everything has changed.

Even if the evil guy got his comeuppance, he did suffer a lot of bullying in the parallel world of his previous life, and he also suffered a lot of regrets, that is, he did not take good care of his mother. But even if these regrets were made up in this parallel world, is that really him?

In that distant parallel world, where he had almost forgotten some details, he was tortured to death by the evil, and his mother was also suffering, and finally died in an unclear way. They had missed each other all their lives, but had never met. Could these regrets really be made up? Could they really be made up?

Now Bai Qingqian is feeling as if she is doubting whether people will really enter another world after death, and gain eternal life in that other world, and then reunite in another place like the Peach Blossom Spring after death. Is this true?

He knew that in the main god space, he would make up for his mother, make up for everything they had lost before, and make up for the pain they had endured before, but would this really happen?

Even if it exists, is it illusory?

Even if it is not a fantasy, but two parallel worlds, can the meeting of one parallel world really fill the regret of the other parallel world?

He always felt that there were regrets in life, and that meant there were real regrets. No matter how perfectly he made up for them later, it was all self-deception.

Even if the regret at that moment can be made up for later, the regret has already been made and the damage has already existed. He and his mother may live happily together in the main god space, but in the parallel world where they once suffered, their suffering will still repeat itself over and over again.

This is why his heart always hurts, because in some distant parallel world, he is still suffering, and he and his mother are still going through the separation of life and death.

So his soul will still feel that kind of heart-wrenching pain.

Normally, she would not feel anything, but when everything was almost settled and the evildoers got their comeuppance, there was nothing she could do. The excruciating pain would be like a poisonous snake, devouring her alive, making every cell in her body feel uncomfortable, and her heart ached.

He thought about the mother he lost in the parallel world. Would his mother really turn into a star in the sky and watch over him? Would they really meet again after death?

He was really afraid that the mother in this parallel world was an illusion created for him by Lu Yehan. Illusions could deceive him for his whole life, but after experiencing so many dimensions, he still didn't want to deceive himself. He was afraid that it was really an illusion. He would feel comfortable deceiving himself for his whole life with illusions.

But for the lost mother, who doesn’t know whether to turn into stars or wind and rain, is that really fair to her?

Unconsciously, tears had already fallen from the corners of Bai Qingqian's eyes.

Life is indeed a painful practice, with more suffering than happiness. He knew that he would never see his mother again who had lost her life in that parallel world.

Bai Qingqian began to choke up.

Wen Wanyi silently put down the boat, and Lu Yehan picked up Bai Qingqian and put her into the dock. He rowed gently, sailing through the lotus bushes.

The boat moved forward with difficulty and squeezed into a place surrounded by lotus flowers and lotus leaves, which was as quiet and peaceful as the place where Bodhisattva meditated and practiced.

"Qianqian, look at these flowers, these leaves, this lake, and this wind. These are all your mother."

"And I am also your mother. Everything is your mother. She has never left."

Bai Qingqian looked at Lu Yehan's down-to-earth attitude and how he tried to make him happy, and chuckled.

Lu Yehan held her in his arms tightly, "Qianqian, everyone has a mother. You have a mother, your mother has a mother, your mother's mother also has a mother, I also have a mother, my mother has a mother, and my mother's mother also has a mother, but now it's just you and me.

Everyone is like this. Even if he were still alive, it would just be you and me, and our future children.

Think positively. Everyone will lose something one day. Our children will lose us one day, and it will repeat over and over again. This is a cycle that no one can escape. Don't be sad. You still have me and your mother."

Bai Qingqian felt a sour feeling in her heart, not knowing what it felt like.

It was as if his heart was a frozen rotten tomato, which broke into pieces with just a squeeze.

He often called for his mother to the air, over and over again, but his mother never responded to him again.

There are more than 60 billion people in the world, but his mother is not there. He doesn't know where his mother has gone. He thinks he may never see his mother again after he dies. He really, completely and utterly loses his mother.

He has read a lot of inspirational stories, such as how he will see his mother after he finishes his life, how it will be a relief for his mother to pass away and she will no longer suffer from illness, and how sober people are the most ridiculous and he should just live his life wisely. But when the dead of night came and memories came flooding back, all of this was bullshit and the more he thought about it, the more heartbroken he became.

Why can other people’s mothers live to be 70, 80 or 90, but his mother passed away before she was even 60? Isn’t it because he was not ambitious enough and she worried a lot about him?

He always thought that he would accomplish something great to prove to his mother, but his mother would never see that day.

If he had money, maybe mom wouldn't have died, wouldn't have suffered so much, wouldn't have had several holes in her chest, wouldn't have had a swollen stomach, wouldn't have jumped into the river and drank pesticides, just hoping for a quick death, wouldn't have suffered so much, and wouldn't have left so many regrets.

She could have undergone a bone marrow transplant in the first three months after the diagnosis was discovered. However, when the doctor told her that 100 million might not be enough and 200 million was not the upper limit, she couldn't do it. She couldn't even come up with the minimum 50, 20, or 15.

Every time the flood of memories came, he was so heartbroken that he didn't want to eat or drink. In the past few days, he even had problems with his stomach and intestines. He had to take gastroenteritis medicine.

When she was lying in bed with stomach cramps, she wondered if she would feel uncomfortable without her mother's care.

But when he thought that his mother had to leave because of illness, and that he was suffering terribly from a minor gastroenteritis, he felt that his mother's leaving was a relief.

But no matter what, it was just deceiving himself and numbing himself, because the fact was that he would never see his mother again. Every time he thought of this, he felt so miserable that he felt that everything was meaningless.

She regretted not being able to accompany her, take care of her and talk to her during her mother's last few days. She never expected that day would be the day her mother would breathe her last, so she even neglected him a little that day and almost missed seeing her last moment.

When his mother passed away, she didn't even leave a last word. These details popped up in his mind from time to time like slides, making him feel heartbroken.

If Lu Yehan wasn't there, he might have become autistic. Or maybe even gone crazy?

She knew that Mo Luoxia was her mother, but he also knew clearly that in that dimension where he lived a hard life, his mother was truly gone.

He didn't know whether he turned into wind or stars, he only knew that this person was gone forever. When he thought of this, his throat choked.

But he still stood up stubbornly and hugged Lu Yehan in his arms.

His mother can still be found, and the current Mo Luoxia can be said to be a wisp of his mother's regret, a wisp of soul, but she is his mother after all. But Ye Han's mother can never be found again, just like the mountains and rivers, the cycle of spring, summer, autumn and winter, and the never-ending river of time, she will never come back.

Lu Yehan nestled in Bai Qingqian's warm arms, his eyes gradually becoming moist.

His mother was also his sky. After losing his mother, he was like a walking corpse until he met Bai Qingqian.