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Seeing Chu Qiumo crying and twitching, Mother Chu's heart softened into a puddle of water, and she was so distressed, "Moer, Moer, don't cry? It's all your father's bad idea. Look at this face, They all cried like little cats."

Chu's mother wanted to reach out to wipe the tears on his face, but Chu Qiumo bit her quilt corner and shook her head and stepped back, very resistant.

Mother Chu glared at Father Chu again.

What happened to my brother to make my parents lie to me like this?Chu Qiumo didn't want to think about it anymore, he was like a little snail shrunk in its shell, he only knew that his heart was about to shatter, but he refused to think about it.

he is so sad...

Suddenly, Chu Qiumo choked up a few times, but gasped for breath. Father Chu noticed it immediately, quickly rang the bed bell, and then patted him on the back, "Qiu Mo, don't get excited, don't get excited, take a deep breath..."

Chu Qiumo only felt a burst of angina, and then his eyes went dark, and he lost consciousness completely.

The doctor came soon, and after examining the boy on the bed, he took off the mask, and said to the anxious father and mother, "The patient is more sensitive and fragile when he wakes up, so don't be too emotional. If you are excited, otherwise the blood supply to the heart will be insufficient, such a situation will occur, and you may suffer from myocardial infarction in the long run, please be careful not to stimulate the patient's emotions."

Chu's mother was already crying silently, Chu's father said in a deep voice, "I see."

The doctor hung a bottle for Chu Qiumo, checked his heartbeat, and left after making sure there was no major problem.

"What does crying look like!"

When Chu's mother heard this, she couldn't help pointing at Chu's father and scolded, "Xiu'er has already left! Are you going to force Mo'er to leave too!"

Father Chu looked at the boy on the bed in silence, and after a while he said, "If I don't hide it from him, would he be able to accept it when he just woke up?"

Chu's mother was silent now, she covered her face, lay on the bed and cried bitterly, "Why did God treat me like this, Xiu'er is dead, he is still so young..."

Father Chu turned his eyes away, "Stop talking."

The couple didn't realize that the boy who was still in a coma clenched his fists silently.

Chu Qiumo thought drowsily, did his brother really leave?But why?He was the one who caused the car accident, and he was the one who deserved to be damned. Why did God take away the person who shouldn't have gone?

The heart suddenly felt sharp pain again, Chu Qiumo took a deep breath, pinched his tiger's mouth, slowly sat up from the bed, and said calmly, "I'm going to pay respects to my brother's cemetery."

Chu's mother didn't seem to expect that he was still awake, and she froze there for a moment, then her eyes suddenly became flustered, and she looked at Chu's father for help.

Father Chu sighed, and went up to touch his head, but was avoided by Chu Qiumo. He paused, put his hand back to his side, and said, "Your brother hasn't been buried yet. When you recover completely Yes, I will take you there."

What he said was nothing more than confirming what Chu's mother said just now. Chu Qiumo suffocated for breath, but there was no expression of collapse on his face, and he just said lightly, "I see."

He didn't cry or fuss, as if he didn't have any emotions.

Father Chu had never seen such a young son, he was always heartless and happy, but now, it seemed that all his vitality had been sucked away, like a pool of stagnant water.

Father Chu felt a pain in his heart, "Qiu Mo, don't be too sad, your life is still very long."

Chu Qiumo nodded with a natural expression.

After all, Chu's father and Chu's mother were worried about him, fearing that the child would do something stupid, so they stayed in the ward and stayed with Chu Qiumo all the time.

In fact, Chu Qiumo really didn't feel any more. He seemed to have no such thing as emotion, and felt very indifferent to everything. He looked at Chu's father and Chu mother, but he no longer wanted to cuddle up and talk coquettishly. He just felt very tired.

"How did my brother die?"

There was an eerie silence in the ward, but when Chu Qiumo made a sound, Chu's mother was startled. Now she dare not tell her youngest son about Chu Xiu, for fear of irritating him again, so she said, "It's very difficult now. It's too late, let's talk about it tomorrow."

"How did my brother die!" The voice suddenly shrill.

Father Chu looked exhausted. Under the light, his back seemed to be bent a lot, "After you got into a car accident, the doctor said that you might be a vegetable for the rest of your life, so your brother searched everywhere for a way to save you. Saying that your soul is lost, I can only wake you up from a dream, but there is a 90.00% chance that you won’t get out, which is equivalent to exchanging your life for your life.”

The present world is a highly developed world. Human beings have discovered the existence of the soul long ago, and various high-tech industries have emerged one after another. However, this "method" has not been put into clinical practice. The reason is that there are too few experimental products.

This kind of thing is equivalent to one person treating another person. Unless the volunteer is voluntary and the patient's family members trust the volunteer, the experiment cannot go on at all, because once a person does something malicious to the patient in the dream, The consequences will be immeasurable, but such volunteers are pitifully few, almost non-existent.

Therefore, this method has not been released to the world.

"You guys just agree?" Chu Qiumo asked incredulously, "The doctor said I might not wake up! Besides, I've been a vegetable all my life, at least I'm still alive!"

Father Chu interrupted him suddenly, "You won't be able to wake up! If your mother and I have other ways..."

Chu Qiumo stared at the snow-white quilt in a daze, his eyes were a little sore after staring for a long time, he blinked, but he might as well shed a tear suddenly, and murmured, "He is so stupid."

Why doesn't Father Chu feel sorry for the eldest son, but he has already lost a son, and the younger son can't do anything wrong no matter what, "Qiu Mo, you have to remember that your life was given by your brother, you have to replace it." He lives on, don't spoil his body, understand?"

Chu Qiu was silent.

The room was oppressive and uncomfortable, Father Chu said, "The dead are gone, and time will smooth everything out."

After he finished speaking, he walked out of the room. Mother Chu looked at Chu Qiumo, then at the back of Father Chu leaving, and comforted her youngest son, saying, "Your father is hard-spoken and soft-hearted. At the beginning... the few days when he just left, in his study The lights have not been turned off for several nights, and the whole person is depressed. You hate your father in your heart, but he is also very difficult to do..."

"Leave me alone."

"...Well, I'm right outside, don't do anything stupid."

Chu's mother pushed the door open, and when she closed it, she looked into the crack of the door worriedly, then walked gently to Chu's father, she said, "If Mo'er hates you because of this, do you still regret it?"

"If he died, I would regret it even more."

Father Chu's voice was deep, but inexplicably ruthless, "Qiu Mo is my only biological son, I can't let him have any accidents."

Chu's mother also sighed. Although Chu Xiu was also raised under the two of them, they always treated the two brothers equally, but after all, there is a gap between the biological and the non-natural... This is not something they can control. Some eccentric choices are made subconsciously.

Father Chu said again, "Qiu Mo is different from Chu Xiu. He should have a normal life, find a gentle girl to fall in love with, and then marry and have children."

Mother Chu couldn't help complaining to Chu Xiu when she thought of what she had discovered at the beginning. They didn't expect Chu Xiu to have such thoughts for Mo'er. That child is precocious and probably knew that they were not his biological parents.

"Ugh."

However, the person is dead now, and no amount of complaints has turned into endless guilt. After all, it is the son who has been raised for so many years. Chu's father and Chu's mother said that it is impossible to have no feelings, "If Xiu'er is still alive..."

Chu's mother didn't say the following words, but Chu's father understood what he meant, "I can't live! Qiu Mo always treats him like an elder brother!"

Chu's mother just said casually, seeing that Chu's father was so excited, she couldn't help saying, "Look at Mo'er's reaction, do you treat him like an older brother?"

How can they deceive themselves and others with that kind of grief-stricken eyes?

Father Chu was silent.

Mother Chu sighed again, "What's the use of saying this now..."

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So that person is dead?

Chu Qiumo thought in a daze, her heart was empty, her whole body seemed to be floating in the air, without any focus.

"Chu Xiu, you big liar, you said that no matter where I go, you will follow me, what do you mean now! Ah? You left alone like this? I don't believe it, they must be lying to me again , how could you leave me alone... how could you..."

Chu Qiumo choked up in a low voice, talking to himself until the end, he was speechless.

He shivered suddenly, curled up involuntarily, as if he was in the coldest lake water, his whole body could not get warmth, and his body slowly began to become stiff.

He rolled up the quilt, wrapped himself into a ball, and curled up like a shrimp, but it still didn't work, as if it was the cold air from the bottom of his heart, which made him shiver involuntarily.

"Cold...brother...I'm so cold..."

But now, there is no such person who embraces him in his arms, and said dotingly, "Look at your squeamishness."

Mother Chu noticed the commotion in the ward, and rushed in immediately. Chu Qiumo's last consciousness was that someone shouted anxiously in a worried voice, "Moer, what's wrong with you, Moer, don't scare me!"

Chu Qiumo seemed to have had a big dream. In the dream, he was still the innocent and carefree rich second generation. He boasted that he had an excellent brother. Every day, he was only worried about where to play today, what to eat, and how to fight against his brother. .

The sky is still blue and clear, but things have changed.