Withdrawal reaction [ABO]

The letter Song Jin left behind is a suicide note.

When Song Yanzhi sent it over, Wei Xinran was working in the cubicle of the Dark River Bar.

Jiang Yu entered the password to enter the room, and tripped over a stack of draft paper at his feet.

"Bah, bah, bah!" Jiang Yu fell into the messy draft paper, managed to get up, and asked, "Boss! Are you going to sell waste paper?"

Wei Xinran sat cross-legged among piles of papers, frowning.

All kinds of paper photos and notes were pasted on the walls around him.

Some are even old and yellowed, carefully taped together.

There are also some gory photos.

Jiang Yu sighed: "Boss, you look like a pervert."

Wei Xinran put a few photos together, and said flatly: "I am, thank you."

"What's the matter?" Wei Xinran was in no mood to talk nonsense with Jiang Yu, "It's nothing, get out of here."

Jiang Yu pointed to the door and said, "Song Yanzhi has delivered the letter."

Wei Xinran was about to go out when Jiang Yu stopped him.Jiang Yu handed Wei Xinran a few pieces of paper in his hand, and said, "He ran away after delivering the letter. It seems that he was very frightened by you."

Wei Xinran shook the few pieces of paper away, and answered absently.

"Oh, and more!" Jiang Yu moved in a chair from outside the door, and sat down with a big horse, "How is Song Yanning? Is your treatment plan going well?"

Wei Xinran froze, and said with an unnatural expression: "Of course it's very good, you don't believe me?"

Jiang Yu stared at him fixedly, for a long time, raised his hand to shave the curly hair on his forehead to the back of his head, then let go, letting the curly hair fall down more messily.

"Of course I believe it." Jiang Yu said, "I'm just afraid that you will indulge his morbidity. After all, I really like this child. Like a beautiful doll, I don't want him to be broken."

"Of course, if you are willing to do this, Boss, I have no objection." Jiang Yu tried to say, "Boss, did you do this?"

Wei Xinran changed the subject and said, "What Song Jin left behind is a suicide note."

Jiang Yu saw that he didn't want to continue, so he didn't insist anymore, sat on the chair and asked, "What are you writing?"

Wei Xinran read it and smiled.

"As expected." Wei Xinran murmured, "As expected."

Jiang Yu was confused and asked, "So what? Boss, why don't you always speak human words?"

Wei Xinran rubbed Jiang Yu's curly hair, which made Jiang Yu's hair even messier.

"Cheng Lan is not dead." Wei Xinran said firmly, "It's just a fake death."

Jiang Yu was startled and slid off the chair.

"Now, if we want to ruin Lu Mo's reputation," Wei Xinran said, "we just need to lure Cheng Lan out, and everything will be fine."

Wei Xinran flicked the paper and sighed, "Song Hui is really an old fox."

Jiang Yu frowned suspiciously, but Wei Xinran smoked silently.

The smoke rose and twisted in the room. After a long time, Wei Xinran stepped on five or six cigarette butts by his feet, and said in a hoarse voice, "Jiang Yu, go to Song Yanzhi and ask him to give Song Yanning a chance to become famous."

Jiang Yu couldn't stand the smell of smoke, so he ran out immediately, and when he ran out, he poked his head back conscientiously and asked, "What about you? Boss?"

Wei Xinran put away the suicide note carefully, and spoke lightly.

"I'm going to find Song Hui."

Song Jin was already dead.

As early as 11 years ago, Song Jin died.

She has brain cancer, terminal.

She died from an overdose of sedatives, the way she chose to die, and her own hands.

She came freely, went through ups and downs on the way, suffered deception and suffering, but also left freely.

Before pushing the medicine in the syringe into her body, Song Jin sat on the hospital bed, quietly looking at the dark night sky.

It was pitch black, and behind the thick fog were stars limited by distance and energy.

In the vast darkness, all the stars are alone, and all the stars are in groups.

The silent and gentleness of the night sky is much gentler than the world under the sun.

Alone in the long cold night, Song Jin quietly picked up the pen and wrote the first sentence "Yan Ning kisses you".

The ink blots slide out horizontally and vertically on the paper, just like the ups and downs of life.

Dear Yan Ning:

I don't know if you will be able to read this letter, my Yanning, I hope you will.

If you can really read this letter, I hope you remember one thing before reading it.

I love you.

A mother's love for her child cannot be expressed clearly with such a few pieces of paper.I know that you will differentiate into an Omega in the future, and the medicine Lu Mo gave you has already determined your future gender.

Maybe you will have your own child, maybe then you will understand the mother's love for the child, maybe then you will know how heartbroken it is for a mother to be separated from the child.

Maybe not then, but I still beg you to forgive me.

Forgive me for leaving without saying goodbye.

Forgive me for choosing to die silently in the end.

God, there are too many variables in the future of my Yanning, I can only beg you in the future to forgive me for being like this, because I really don't know how to guess what you will look like in the future.

I hope you can be more like me, because your father is a young man who only knows research.

Yanning, I can't grow up with you.

Your mother is such a failure, she was passionate about researching drugs to enhance Omega physique, but in the end, she was only full of enthusiasm.

Lu Mo lied to Cheng Lan and me.

He used the failed data from various experiments we did, reworked by another group of labs, to create a control O*

That is the medicine Lu Mo gave you.

He will buy and sell this drug in other channels, so as to obtain huge benefits.

The Lu family is always like this, love and love, they have nothing in their hearts, and he can secretly manipulate the relationship between the three of us for so many years, turning right from wrong.

Cheng Lan and I are too stupid.

I wanted to finish with him, but I really have no way to fight against such a big Lu family, neither does Cheng Lan, we are alone and weak.

To make matters worse, I had brain cancer, terminal.

No, for now, this should be the only turning point.

my death.

Yanning, I can't guarantee who will get this letter in the end, but that's all I can tell you.I hope this makes you forgive me.

Forgive your stupid and incompetent mother.

Or allow me to seek your pity here.

Your mother was deceived by her most important friend, she had to bear the crime of hurting her friend, and finally died silently, even the bones will not exist in this world.

If you feel sorry for me, please live on my behalf.

I know you will suffer a lot in this world, I know this world is never gentle, I know you will suffer painful, hopeless withdrawal reactions.

But Yanning, even for the sake of pitying me, please live one more day instead of me, one more day, and one day, you will endure the painful withdrawal reaction.

I know, I believe you can.

I believe you will be a gentle and tough child.

At that time, please replace me and go to see the peach blossoms in spring.

Please replace me and love someone vigorously, affectionately and desperately.

And I, your mother, will silently become the dust of the world and disappear without a trace.

Yet all the winds you meet.

It's all about me hugging you.

Song Jin.

When Song Jin wrote the last full stop, she shed a tear, which she wiped away in a panic, and the ink smeared by the tears dragged out a long tail under the guidance of her fingers.

Like a comet passing by the earth.

Then, she chose death.

She died on a spring day when the peach blossoms were in full bloom.

Cheng Lan stumbled and fell into the morgue, then came out dejectedly, and stood guard at the door of the morgue for the whole night.

They have known each other for so many years, Song Jin doesn't talk about some things, as long as he takes the first step, Cheng Lan will understand.

Cheng Lan didn't speak or cry, just sat there in a daze, leaning against Song Jin's body.

The next day, Cheng Lan took away Song Jin's body.

On the third day, Song Eicai rushed to the hospital, and she only had time to see Song Jin's suicide note.

Song Hui searched all the hospitals in Jiangzhou, broke into the morgues of all hospitals like a madman, and read all the corpses under the pull of doctors and nurses.

Song Jin is not anywhere.

Song Hui could no longer find her sister.

Then, Song Hui finally mustered up the courage to read all the suicide notes.

Song Hui knew what Lu Mo had done, carefully put away the suicide note, and solemnly put the suicide note in the innermost part of his clothes, at the position closest to his heart, and then walked back to the train station step by step, back to Qinzhou.

Song Hui clutched the suicide note in his clothes without shedding a single tear.

Song Hui is the one who hides the most from the Lu family and the Song family.

All her core is in an old safe, in an old envelope, on a crumpled piece of paper.

In Song Jin's last tear.