Jealous every day after marriage

When they arrived at the hospital, Father Lu and Lu Yuqi were waiting outside the operating room.Seeing Lu Qiao approaching, Lu's father pulled Lu Qiao's arm weakly: "Your mother...may not be able to make it through..."

Lu Qiao suddenly remembered how she and Duan Yanlin were hesitant to talk when they came to the hospital to see their mother.Today, I was the last one to rush to the hospital again.It turned out that everyone except himself knew how bad his mother's condition was.

"Xiaolu..." Seeing that Lu Qiao was silent, Father Lu wanted to say something else.He started talking, but forced himself to swallow the words back.

Lu Qiao pulled down his father's arm and sat on a chair beside him.He stared fixedly at the operating room, and within a few seconds, the corners of his eyes turned red.

"Brother..." Lu Yuqi sat next to Lu Qiao.

Lu Qiao didn't look at her, but just replied: "I'm fine."

Where is this all right?She knew Lu Qiao's temperament very clearly, the more he remained silent, the more he felt uncomfortable.

On the other side, Jiang Yiwei has asked the driver to pick him up at home.The driver rang the doorbell at the door for a long time but did not see Lu Qiao coming to open the door, so he called Jiang Yiwei and tentatively asked if Lu Qiao had already arrived at the company.

Jiang Yiwei frowned, hung up the phone and went to the fashion model department.

Before he got to the door, he heard the photographer assistant grab the editor Chen Southwest and ask: "Lu Qiao hasn't come yet? What's wrong with him? What time is it? Our photographers are waiting impatiently. Can you do whatever you want with your back?"

After the words fell, Jiang Yiwei happened to be standing behind this person.

"Jiang...Mr. Jiang is here..." Chen Southwest yelled at the photographer assistant, signaling him to stop talking.

The photographer assistant didn't expect Jiang Yiwei to appear, coupled with Jiang Yiwei's aura, he instantly looked like a deflated balloon, frightened out of his wits, and stammered: "Jiang...Mr. Jiang...I don't care what I said. I mean, our photographer is quite busy too... How many artists are waiting for him to take pictures? Isn't it appropriate for Lu Qiao to put pigeons on him like this?"

Jiang Yiwei didn't say much, just said: "Today's shooting is cancelled, I will go to the photographer to talk about it myself."

Jiang Yiwei had already said that, and the photographer assistant couldn't say anything more.It's just that I can't help but feel that Lu Qiao is showing off. Just because Jiang Yiwei became famous, he started to get flustered, and he probably forgot who he was.

After the photographer assistant left, Jiang Yiwei asked Chen Southwest: "Haven't the path arrived yet?"

Chen Southwest shook his head: "I haven't arrived, maybe something happened on the way..."

Jiang Yiwei became more and more worried, turned his head to look out the window, and found that the weather was gloomy and there were signs of rain.

He immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed Tong Qiao's number, then walked towards the elevator.

It took a long time to make the phone call, and just when Jiang Yiwei thought that Lu Qiao would not be connected, Lu Qiao's breathing came from the other side of the phone.

The sound is a bit heavy, making it uncomfortable to listen to.

"Xiaolu." Jiang Yiwei had already walked to the parking lot, sat in the driver's seat and asked, "What happened?"

Lu Qiao couldn't suppress his emotions all at once, so he lowered his head and said with a sob: "My mother... my mother..."

Lu Qiao didn't dare to say the next words, he still had a glimmer of hope that his mother could be rescued.

I stepped on the accelerator and drove towards the hospital. Halfway through the car, raindrops fell from the sky and hit the car like crazy.The crackling sound made Jiang Yiwei even more uneasy.

Arriving in the corridor of the emergency room of the hospital, Jiang Yiwei saw Lu Qiao with his head down, his elbows resting on his knees.

Like a puppet without a soul, a person who was fine this morning, but I haven't seen him for a few hours, is so decadent.Seeing Jiang Yiwei was both distressed and sad.

Seeing Jiang Yiwei coming, Lu's father patted Lu Yuqi on the shoulder, and asked Lu Yuqi to accompany him to the window to blow some air.

Passing by Jiang Yiwei, Lu's father sighed: "Be with him well..."

Jiang Yiwei nodded, and walked towards Lu Qiao with strides.

The corridor was quiet, and the sound of Jiang Yiwei's footsteps could be heard very clearly in Lu Qiao's ears.

Lu Qiao didn't look in Jiang Yiwei's direction, but the moment he heard Jiang Yiwei's footsteps, his sore eyes finally couldn't help but shed tears.His shoulders trembled, and he covered his face with his hands like a child.

"Xiaolu." Jiang Yiwei squatted down in front of Lu Qiao, holding Lu Qiao's face in his generous and warm palms and said softly, "Cry, I'm here with you."

If you can feel better, I will accompany you as long as you cry.

Jiang Yiwei helped Lu Qiao wipe away tears over and over again, and finally stood up and hugged Lu Qiao tightly.

Lu Qiao hugged Jiang Yiwei's waist, pressed his forehead against Jiang Yiwei's abdomen, and wiped his tears all over him.When he touched Jiang Yiwei's clothes, he realized that Jiang Yiwei was naked.

Looking up, the hair tips and the water droplets that slid from the forehead to the chin are still flowing down.Only then did he stop his tears and asked, "Is it raining?"

"En." Jiang Yiwei replied.

Lu Qiao stared blankly at Jiang Yiwei for a few seconds, his lips moved: "As long as it rains, bad things will happen."

At least in Lu Qiao's life, it was like this.

Jiang Yiwei wanted to comfort Lu Qiao not to think about it, but saw the door of the operating room was opened.Duan Yanlin came out of the operating room, and shook his head at Lu Qiao with eyes full of apology.

He couldn't even say "I tried my best", and his eyes were red, as if he could cry just by speaking.

After Lu Qiao touched Lu Mu's body, it was icy cold.The nagging woman who once held her hand will never say something that upsets her in her ear anymore.

But his heart seemed to be torn apart, and he could even hear the sound of bleeding.He really wanted to warm his mother's hands, otherwise she would feel cold alone.

It was dark outside before I finished my mother's funeral.Lu's father took Lu Qiao to the ward where Lu's mother was hospitalized, and stuffed a note into Lu Qiao's hand.

"Xiaolu..."

Hearing his father's voice that seemed to be ten years older in an instant, Lu Qiao cried again.

"Your mother's condition worsened, she doesn't want you to know. She said that you just got married and didn't want to make trouble for you." Father Lu's voice paused, with tears in his eyes, "She said she just wanted to look at the baby My son is happy every day and looks happy."

"Don't blame us, seeing you immersed in happiness, we really can't bear to tell you these things." Father Lu reached out to help Lu Qiao pull out a tissue and wiped his face, "You lost your mother , I have lost my true love who wants to grow old together... Take care, don't let Dad worry..."

Father Lu knew that he was not qualified to say these words, and he could never forgive himself for the mistakes he made when he was young.But it was true that Lu Mu was his true love.It is also true that I once made a promise that I would grow old together, but now I am left with only myself.

Worrying about his son is even more true.

Lu Qiao just nodded, still refusing to speak.

On the way home with Jiang Yiwei, they also leaned their heads against the car window, silent all the way.

In the middle, Duan Yanlin sent a WeChat message to Lu Qiao, saying: 【I'm sorry, I shouldn't have kept it from you. 】

Lu Qiao replied to him: [Don't say sorry, you are not wrong. 】

Wrong, it was obviously me.

In fact, in the hospital that day, he vaguely felt that something was wrong with his mother.It's just that he was surrounded by happiness at that time, and he lied to his mother that nothing would happen, and told himself not to think about it, and he would always be happy.

But in the end...his self-deception prevented him from even seeing his mother's last face.

"Xiaolu." Jiang Yiwei was worried, and looked towards Lu Qiao from time to time.

It was still raining when I came out of the hospital, so it was inevitable that I got drenched in some rain when I got into the car.Now that Lu Qiao's hair was still dry, he was a little afraid that Lu Qiao would have a high fever at night.

Through the car window, Lu Qiao saw Jiang Yiwei's worried eyes.After a long time, he said, "I'm fine, you can concentrate on driving."

When he got home, Jiang Yiwei went to get pajamas to help Lu Qiao change into. During the whole process, Lu Qiao tightly clutched the note his mother left him.He didn't read the note, and didn't dare to read it.It seemed that after reading it, he had to accept the fact that his mother had passed away.

After changing into pajamas, Lu Qiao curled up on the sofa.Feeling the different atmosphere at home, Louis jumped on the sofa and put his head on Lu Qiao's arm to convey some comfort.

Lu Qiao forced a smile and patted Louis' head.

Jiang Yiwei let Lu Qiao take a pill to prevent illness, and took a blanket to cover Lu Qiao.Sitting on the sofa, his two powerful arms pulled Lu Qiao closer to his arms, embracing him.

Lu Qiao turned to look at Jiang Yiwei, and Jiang Yiwei gently kissed Lu Qiao's red and swollen eyes from crying.Such silent comfort seems to be more powerful than words.

At around three o'clock in the middle of the night, Lu Qiao began to feel hot all over, not only his forehead was sweating, but even his palms were wet.

Jiang Yiwei hurried to get the antipyretics, and after Lu Qiao took it, he held Lu Qiao in his arms again.

Lu Qiao was a little dizzy from the fever. First, he looked at Louis who had been lying beside them and said, "Louis is really good..."

Then he said: "My palms are full of sweat, and the note my mother left me...wet."

Jiang Yiwei covered Lu Qiao's palm with his big hand, and said in a coaxing and discussing tone: "Let's see what is written on the note, shall we?"

Lu Qiao looked at himself clenched into a fist, lowered his head with his right hand holding the note, and said, "I dare not look at it..."

Jiang Yiwei said: "Don't be afraid, I will accompany you."

Only then did Lu Qiao spread out his palms, and the sweat-soaked notes were already glued together.He opened the note carefully, for fear that the note would be broken.

The words on the note were very familiar to Lu Qiao, and some of them were what his mother had said to him in the ward.There are others that my mother never said.

It says: After my mother leaves, my Xiaolu must learn to take good care of herself.Don't bully Xiao Jiang, live a good life with him.Mom will continue to guard you in the sky, just cry for a day, and mother will feel distressed after crying for a long time.Remember, Xiaolu, Mom loves you and will always love you.

After reading it, Lu Qiao was so uncomfortable that he couldn't breathe, buried his head on Jiang Yiwei's chest and cried loudly.

Jiang Yiwei could only touch the back of Lu Qiao's neck and said over and over again: "Cry, just cry. I'm here, and I will always be with you."

always with you.

This sentence was sharper than a needle, it pierced Lu Qiao's eardrum and made his brain buzz.He also wanted Jiang Yiwei to be with him all the time, but could he do it?

My mother also said that she would always be with her father, but she left before she was 60.How long can he last.

Lu Qiao raised his head, and slightly distanced himself from Jiang Yiwei.The eyes that used to shine when looking at Jiang Yiwei gradually dimmed, and even the voice became smaller and smaller.

But Jiang Yiwei still heard clearly what Lu Qiao asked him.

Lu Qiao was asking: "Jiang Yiwei, can we still grow old together?"