love you like a song

Mu Zi'an once again saw his dead self among the crowd of onlookers.

The self she is not familiar with.

The man's eyes were wide open, his hands were twisted on both sides of his body like a puppet, his forehead had bulging veins, and a lot of blood froth snaked around her face and neck, and her dark professional attire was soaked.

She guessed that she would also be like that cup of hot water, which would cool down quickly and then become stiff.

There were a lot of onlookers, but they were all tens of meters away from the corpse. They vividly told others about the car accident just now.The drunk driver was holding a phone and making a call more than ten meters away.

No one approached Mu Zi'an's body.No one straightened her puppet-like arms.Nobody lifted her upper body off the deformed bike.

After an unknown amount of time, she just stood on the lookingout platform, looking at her dead body coldly.She wondered why she was waiting here for something?Are you still expecting something to happen?Looking at her own dead body for a long time, she thought to herself, it was too ugly.

So ugly, will no one collect her body?

But soon Mu Zi'an's idea was shattered, because she heard a hair-raising scream from behind.The voice was shrill and hoarse, a sound between a tragic cry and a scream of pain.

The sound startled those people, as if it was coming from next to her.

Mu Zi'an adjusted the direction of the binoculars in astonishment and looked over, and saw that tall, thin and beautiful woman.Yes, it was her scream.Her face was pale, and her whole body was trembling.

If the person who died was not himself, Mu Zi'an might find it funny.

After the woman uttered that sound, the tears seemed to be opened by something, and they covered her pale face in an instant.She trembled and ran forward, crying while running, crying while crying, looking like a dead relative.

However, it is true.

The woman's name is Gu Nan, and she is her adoptive mother.

Mu Zi'an was very surprised that she could come here in such a short time, because just last night, Gu Nan drove her out of the house in a loud voice, drank two bottles of white wine in one gulp, got drunk on the bed, and couldn't wake up .

But now, the woman whom Mu Zi'an had been subconsciously thinking about and thought would never appear, was running to her corpse in two or three steps, her face turning pale from crying.

Gu Nan carefully supported the back of Mu Zi'an's neck, and the other hand also carefully put her two arms back to their original positions. Thick blood flowed onto her hands and chest. The woman who approached didn't complain.

She seemed to be immersed in her own sorrow, tears kept flowing, and she removed her body from the bicycle. The woman also lost her strength, hugged the body, and cried bitterly.

Gu Nan kissed her face and forehead forcefully, closed her eyes, and then kissed the back of her hand.

She was very surprised, not to mention kissing her, it seemed that there was no intimate handshake between mother and daughter.Looking at her like this, it seems that she wants to make up for the intimacy that she didn't have before.

Finally she began to kiss the lips of the corpse, which looked like artificial respiration to outsiders.

A policeman came up and said:

"Ma'am, she is beyond help."

Gu Nan stared at him with blood red eyes and said:

"She is my daughter."

After hearing this, the police ignored them. They walked to the side and questioned nearby passers-by. The person who was questioned turned to look at this strange and too young mother while narrating.

The woman rubbed her face with blood, and the tears stopped as if they had disappeared.Her face was wet, it was Gu Nan's tears.

Then she put her limp head in her hands, close to her face, and warmed her hands with the heat of her breath. The warm and moist touch that could be imagined reminded her of that cup of hot water.

Gu Nan couldn't shed any more tears, and could only make a loud noise. She bent down and wailed, her face became red from the rapid congestion, and several veins on the back of her neck stood up one after another, making the always elegant girl look old. how old.

"Aha... ah..."

Her vocal cords were torn, and she made a sound like a broken bellows regardless of her image. The passing vehicles were all attracted by her. They seemed to be watching a tragedy, and they sighed and listened to the voice of a woman wailing.

Po Meng has already started to urge her to reincarnate, but Mu Zi'an has not moved yet.

She didn't understand why Gu Nan was crying so terribly, because she had never seen Gu Nan who was crying, and Gu Nan in her memory was always cold and noble, the crying only puzzled Mu Zi'an, and it took her a while to feel moved .

The woman's back was hunched, her head was lowered deeply, without blinking her eyes, she tried to carry the corpse on her back, but her corpse was seriously damaged, and blood gushed out of her mouth as soon as she touched it.

Gu Nan was frightened and stopped moving, but knelt on the ground and hugged the corpse in his arms.Mu Zian saw his head slipping from her arms time and time again, and the woman helped her head to her arms time and time again.

Afterwards, many people came one after another, and they tried to talk to her, but Gu Nan just lowered his head, opened his eyes wide and didn't say a word, only when they were about to touch his body, Gu Nan would say coldly, " Don't touch."

After an unknown amount of time, when Gu Nan's dry eyes were able to shed tears again, she saw her raise her head, open her mouth, and cry again.

"what……"

Looking at this scene, Mu Zi'an's mood was very complicated, she thought that she would never forget the last scene she saw in her life.Gu Nan raised her head, tears kept streaming down her neck, she opened her mouth with a broken expression on her face.

She looked so sad that Mu Zi'an couldn't help but feel sad, and looked back before jumping into the Six Paths of Samsara.