"Dad, why are you here?" said Su Jie as he looked at the old man Su who was walking towards him. "Hmph, what's going on? My granddaughter-in-law is lying in the emergency room, I'm not allowed to come?I have to walk into the coffin with half a leg before I can come?" Old Man Su snorted coldly and said to Su Jie.

"I didn't mean that, the weather is cold at night now, you go back as soon as possible, the rest of you are uncomfortable another day, isn't there me here?" Su Jie said helplessly to his Lao Tzu.

"Dad, don't argue. Su Yixia, who had been squatting on the ground sullenly, opened her mouth and said, she was very annoyed and confused, and she couldn't figure out how her mother, who had just fed herself meat dumplings, could commit suicide in a blink of an eye.

At this moment, the conversation between Su Jie and Old Man Su is particularly empty in the aisle of the rescue room of Nuoda... The two looked at each other and stopped talking.

Soon, the doctor came out to apologize to the family, saying that he couldn't do anything, the cut on Zhou Shutong's wrist was too deep, and it directly cut the major artery, and at the time of the incident, he desperately pulled Su Yixia, who wanted to go out for help, delaying the best treatment time.

And the saddest thing is that Zhou Shutong herself has completely given up the sense of survival, and she doesn't know how Su Yixia returned home in the end, but she feels that she is becoming more and more confused later, and it is estimated that she was carried home by Su Jie.

And the pity is that Su Yixia didn't even see Zhou Shutong's future side, and stayed until Su Yixia woke up drowsy on the second day, recalling what happened yesterday, he always felt so unreal, so he was sure that everything last night was a dream.

Su Yixia immediately got up from the bed and walked to the bedroom door, shouting as she walked: "Mom... Mom?" But she couldn't hear Zhou Shutong's answer, Su Yixia let go of her heart and tightened, she was afraid, she was afraid that what happened last night was true, she was afraid, she was afraid that it was not a dream.

"Mom, Mom?" Su Yixia seemed to be tirelessly shouting Zhou Shutong, only hoping that Zhou Shutong would answer her, and she quickly ran towards the study, because she was panicked and wore cotton slippers, she stumbled and almost fell.

Bang! Push open the door of the study, there is no one inside, and the study is not as messy as in my "dream", and there is no residual glass slag on the ground, but only the potted plant on my father's desk on weekdays is gone.

Fleeing from the study in a panic, he quickly ran towards the hall downstairs, "Miss." The kitchen maid saw Su Yixia, who had messy hair, running downstairs panting.

"What about my mother?" Su Yixia asked directly, she stared at the servant's lips tightly, but her heart was very nervous, she wanted to listen, she wanted to listen to her mother was just on a business trip this morning to catch a plane, she wanted to listen to her mother just today on a whim to buy vegetables.

"Madam..."I saw that the maid hesitated for a long time before spitting out the word from the two lips, Su Yixia's heart was about to rise to her throat, the heart was beating nervously, her eyes were staring straight ahead, so eager, so eager...

"Miss..."The maid clasped her hands together, seemed to be very embarrassed, and there was a crying tone in her tone, and she gritted her teeth and finally couldn't help but sobbed in a low voice.

At that moment, Su Yixia felt that his heart was about to stop beating, and the fresh and sonorous heart seemed to be asleep at the moment, dead and silent, the hall was quiet, so quiet that Su Yixia could hear the breath exhaled from his nose...

It was so quiet that Su Yixia could hear the so-called heartbreaking sound, and for a moment it was like a thousand arrows piercing her heart, and it hurt so much that she felt pain when she breathed... It hurts so much that if you leave the handrail that you hold on to your hand, you can fall to the ground.

"Miss, wash up, my lord will let you go to the hospital with me. At this time, Zhao Miao hurriedly came in from outside the door.

Su Yixia didn't say a word, got up and went back to the house to change his clothes and shoes, wiped his face with cold water, and as Zhao Miao went out, neither of them spoke in the car, and finally Zhao Miao couldn't help but ask.

"Miss, is it cold? I'll turn on the heater for you. Zhao Miao looked at Su Yixia, who was the co-pilot, and said, Su Yixia at this time and Su Yixia yesterday were like two people. "Hmm. Su Yixia didn't want to speak, and snorted muttered from his throat.

Zhao Miao's lips moved, as if he was about to say something, he always said the words on his lips and swallowed it back, what should be faced still has to be faced, let the master tell Miss. Zhao Miao thought in his heart.

After a while, the car had stopped at the entrance of the hospital, Zhao Miao took the lead in the front, Su Yixia followed behind, and after a while, he took Su Yixia to the mortuary cremation room, "What are you doing here?" Su Yixia asked with some doubts.

Even if my mother is really dead, it should be a morgue?" Without waiting for Zhao Miao to speak, his father Su Jie had already walked out of the door on one side.

"Dad, what about my mother?" Su Yixia opened his mouth and continued to ask, "It's already cremated, and it will come out in a while, don't be too sad" Su Jie opened his mouth to answer Zhao Miao's choked words.

"Dad, I didn't even see my mother for the last time, and you were cremated like this? Have you ever considered my feelings! That's my mother!" Su Yixia instantly became angry and lost his temper, "What do children know! Don't bother me here!" Su Jie also scolded Su Yixia who was angry in front of him without paying attention to emotion.

"But I haven't yet..." Before he finished speaking, the door behind Su Jie was opened again, and the staff who came out respectfully held a box on his mobile phone, which contained Zhou Shutong's ashes.

"Mr. Sue. The staff behind him spoke politely, signaling Su Jie to take the urn in his hand, and before Su Jie could reach out to take it, Su Yixia had already stepped forward and pushed it away, and Su Jie took the urn in the staff member's hand.

Su Jie stumbled after being pushed, and took a few steps backwards by inertia, "You...!" Su Jie was even more angry, and before the words of reprimand could be spoken, Su Yixia had already rushed towards the hospital door with the urn in his arms.

"Miss!" Zhao Miao was shocked, turned his head to look at Su Jie, Su Jie and Zhao Miao glanced at each other, and shook their heads, "Just take care of her." After saying that, Su Jie sighed, Zhao Miao nodded and hurriedly chased out.

Su Yixia ran desperately with Zhou Shutong's urn in her arms, ran out of the hospital, ran to the empty road, crossed the bare lawn, and avoided the most prosperous crowds...

Because of the violent running, the chest rose and fell violently, and the whole person was tired and only panting, but even so, he still held the urn tightly in his hand, because it was winter, so a pair of small hands were red from the cold.

Finally tired of running, but this also completely crushed Su Yixia...