Splash ink literature 『 』, to provide you with wonderful novels to read Song He has finally woken up. Watermark Ad Test Watermark Ad Test

Lin Qingyao was woken up by Yang Zhuolin when he was in a daze, and when he opened his eyes, he saw him kneeling beside the bed, holding Song He's hand with both hands, and his body was still trembling slightly.

At this moment, Yang Zhuolin was both excited for his mother's wake-up and scared because of her imminent departure, and the trembling at the moment was an instinctive reaction, even he didn't know it.

Song He's cloudy eyes opened, and there was a louder sound than usual in the oxygen mask, she was panting violently, and the medical instrument next to her was dripping with her breathing.

The medical staff on duty quickly rushed over, and the doctor quickly checked Song He's condition and then went to see the medical equipment, and then asked the nurse to take off her oxygen mask.

"If you have anything to say, say it now. With that, the doctor left the ward with the nurses, because it was useless for them to stay here.

But fortunately, the family has always insisted on staying next to the patient, otherwise the patient would not have had the opportunity to confess his last words after returning to the light, and the effort was rewarded.

"Ah Lin??" Song He, who took off the oxygen mask, was finally able to speak, and the bright lamp shone on her haggard son, and her distressed tears flowed down instantly.

"Mom, I'm here. Yang Zhuolin shook Song He's hand, like grasping the last straw, but unfortunately he could only hold on for a while.

He knew very well what the doctor meant, and this was probably his mother's last time in the world. However, no matter how sad and sad he was, he couldn't cry in front of her.

"Your uncle?? You??" Song He's memory is still stuck in the wedding banquet that was destroyed by Yang Dong, she was afraid that they would bully Yang Zhuolin and worry that he would suffer.

"They've gone back to their hometown, and I'm fine. Yang Zhuolin's eyes were red, and despite his efforts to restrain himself, his voice still had a trace of choking, and he was about to hold back his tears.

Even at the last moment of her life, she was worried about him, and she couldn't rest assured that he was the son!

"Okay?? Mother?? Can't accompany it?? You??" Song He was already taking in more air and less breathing, and it was particularly difficult to speak, and he couldn't say coherent words at all. "Later?? Yaoyao??"

"Mom, I'm here. Lin Qingyao had already knelt beside Yang Zhuolin, this was the first time she could remember sending someone away with her own eyes, and there was an indescribable fear and sadness in her heart.

I am afraid of the fragility and transience of life, and I am also sad for Song He and Yang Zhuolin.

Just looking at Song He like this, she was already in tears, and she choked up even more when she opened her mouth, and then she saw Song He struggling to raise the hand that was dripping.

Lin Qingyao hurriedly leaned over and held it gently, so as not to hurt her, after all, after so many days, the back of her hand was already swollen.

"Yaoyao?? Mother?? Please?? One thing??" A few simple words, but it seemed to exhaust all Song He's strength. She began to gasp violently again.

"Didi?? Didi??" With the undulating lines on the screen of the medical instrument, the instrument made a rapid sound, and the sound was like a talisman hitting the hearts of several people.

"Mom, you say, I promise you everything, promise everything!" At this time, even if Song He wanted her to follow Yang Zhuolin, the agreed husband, for the rest of her life, and give birth to children for him, she would admit it.

"Please?? For me?? Take care of?? Ah Lin??" Song He's request is really related to Yang Zhuolin, it is really pitiful for the hearts of parents in the world, this is the real family affection.

"I know, I will, Mom, don't worry. Lin Qingyao nodded like pounding garlic, feeling envious and sad in her heart, envious that Yang Zhuolin had a good mother, sad that she was about to leave.

"Mom, I will take care of myself, and I will take care of Yaoyao!" Every word Song He said was like a sharp arrow shot at Yang Zhuolin's heart, and his tears were almost unbearable.

Song He tried very hard to put Lin Qingyao's hand in Yang Zhuolin's hand: "Yaoyao??" Irrespective of?? How is it?? Within two years?? No?? Divorce?? For me?? Accompanied??"

She didn't know that Lin Qingyao and Yang Zhuolin were married by agreement, but she was afraid that now that the Yang family was making such a fuss, Lin Qingyao's snobbish family would force them to divorce.

She knows her son very well, and the main reason for getting married was to meet her wishes, and once she dies, the Lin family may not care so much about this marriage.

Lin Qingyao is so young, she is beautiful and has a good personality, she still has a job, it is easy to remarry, but it is not easy for Yang Zhuolin to find someone who knows hot and cold in the short term.

It's actually a bit of a danger for her to make this kind of request now, but she can't help it, Yang Zhuolin only has her, and after she died, he became a real loner, how to live his life?

However, her request was heard in the ears of Yang Zhuolin and Lin Qingyao, but she thought that she had already seen through their tricks, and the two looked at each other, weak and embarrassed.

"Yaoyao??" didn't hear Lin Qingyao's answer, Song He was a little anxious, and hurriedly lowered his requirements, "One year??" Just a year?? Okay??"

Lin Qingyao didn't answer because she was unwilling, but because she was shocked, and when she heard Song He speak again, she hurriedly agreed: "Okay, I will promise you no matter how many years it takes." “

"Thank you??" Song He got the answer he wanted, pulled the corners of his mouth very hard, showed a smile, and then looked at Yang Zhuolin again.

"Mom??" Yang Zhuolin was surprised and finally reacted, Song He wanted to hand Lin Qingyao's hand to him, and quickly let go of a hand and reached over to hold Lin Qingyao's hand.

Song He successfully handed Lin Qingyao's hand to Yang Zhuolin's hand, and watched them clasp their hands, and the smile on his face became thicker and thicker: "Later??" Okay??"

"We're going to be okay, we're going to be okay??" Yang Zhuolin's voice was already choked, holding Song He's hand with one hand, and wrapping Lin Qingyao's palm with the other.

"Don't be upset?? I'll go?? See your dad?? He's in?? Wait for me??" Song He's hand hung down weakly with her last note, and the lines on the medical instrument calmed down.

She's dead!

Under the eyes of his son and daughter-in-law, he closed his eyes forever with a gentle smile.

It seemed like a long process, but in fact, it was only a few minutes before she woke up, and this became her last time in the world.

But with the person she cared about the most by her side, she was very satisfied, walked very peacefully, ignoring the unheaving chest, and looked like she was asleep.

Lin Qingyao knelt on the ground and cried uncontrollably.

Yang Zhuolin didn't cry, he kept holding Song He's hand, feeling her temperature cool down a little bit in his palm, no matter how tightly he held it, he couldn't warm it up.

Outside, the sky was getting brighter, and the whistle was heard in the distance, and a new day had begun, and it would not change because someone was gone completely.

Just like Yang Zhuolin himself, his mother is gone, but he still has to live, but from now on, there will never be such a person who shush him and be afraid of him.

Lin Qingyao's crying was sincere, in addition to her feelings for Song He, but also out of awe of life, and a small part of it was because of fear.

Seeing a person die in front of her eyes was not only a heavy blow to her, but also a terrible thing.

I don't know how long I knelt down, the sound outside had already become noisy, and Yang Zhuolin finally put Song He's cold hand under the quilt.

He still has a lot of things to do next, he can't keep guarding Song He's body, and he can't be immersed in the pain of losing his loved ones.

He wants to put his mother in the ground!

"You go to the company to get a fake note and come over to sign it for me, and I will arrange my mother's funeral. "You don't have to stay in the hospital. Yang Zhuolin didn't want to delay Lin Qingyao any longer.

"No, I'll call Manager Zhao to ask for a leave of absence first??" Although it is not good to ask for personal leave, Lin Qingyao doesn't want to go to the company to get any fake notes at this time.

"It's okay for you to stay here now, go and do your own business!" Yang Zhuolin's tone was commanding, the same as when he first brought her here to see Song He.

"I think I should have someone who can help you. Lin Qingyao knew Yang Zhuolin's feelings for Song He, and was afraid that he wouldn't be able to stand the blow, but now he didn't worry about letting him be alone.

"Take care of your own business, I'm busy for you to help!" Yang Zhuolin wanted to stand up after speaking, but his legs were numb because he had been kneeling for too long, and he fell down as soon as he stood up.

"Be careful??" Lin Qingyao's words hadn't finished yet, and his outstretched hands didn't touch Yang Zhuolin, and his body shook and he had already slammed on the bedside table.

The solid bump made his forehead rise with a big bag, but he rubbed his knees as if he was fine, stood up again, and began to prepare for Song He's funeral.

called the company and asked them not to send their jobs over in the past few days, and informed Song He's relatives and friends of the bad news, and he handled it in an unhurried and orderly manner.

It has only been a few days since Yang Zhuolin's wedding banquet, and Song He's funeral is about to be held, and Song He's relatives and friends are all embarrassed when they receive the call.

He took Song He's mobile phone and called one after another, and didn't care about Lin Qingyao anymore, so she had to go to the company first to prepare to get a fake note.

With the holidays, it is much easier for her to do things outside, and she doesn't have to worry about sudden calls from the company.

***

Knowing that he had no cure, Song He arranged the aftermath before his death, and bought a cemetery where the husband and wife were buried together, and Yang Zhuolin could move Yang Nan over at any time.

Summer days, winter nights, after a hundred years old, return to their dwellings.

Winter nights, summer days, after a hundred years of age, return to their chambers.

This is Song He's last wish, but she doesn't like that place in her hometown. Even if it is Yang Nan's roots, and she believes that Yang Zhuolin will definitely satisfy her.

Su Shijie, who received the bad news, hurried over, patted Yang Zhuolin on the shoulder and comforted: "Brother Lin, please mourn and change, you and me, I will always be your brother!"

Yang Zhuolin didn't even have a trace of sadness on his face, only his eyes were full of indifference: "I'm fine, I have been mentally prepared since the day I was diagnosed." “

"Brother Lin??" This kind of Yang Zhuolin made Su Shijie even more worried, "Don't be like this, be sad if you want to be sad, cry if you want to cry, just beg you not to hold back." “

"I know what to do. "It's not that Yang Zhuolin doesn't want to cry, but he can't cry at all!

Sadness to the extreme, but unable to cry, this is a kind of despair he experienced at the moment of Song He's death.

"What about the fake sister-in-law?" Su Shijie looked left and right and didn't see Lin Qingyao, and asked curiously.

Yang Zhuolin looked at the silent person on the bed: "I asked her to go to the company to get a fake note, my mother likes her very much, I want her to accompany me to wake the spirit and send my mother on the last journey." “

Su Shijie said without hesitation: "I'll stay with you." “

Yang Zhuolin looked at Song He greedily: "No." “

Su Shijie followed his gaze and looked at Song He, who seemed to be asleep: "Doesn't Aunt Song like me? If she has a spirit in the sky, she can feel more at ease when she sees me, right?"

Yang Zhuolin has no friends, and he is not familiar with his cousins in his hometown, Su Shijie is indeed his best friend, and the most important thing is that Song He has known him for many years.

Yang Zhuolin finally lived up to Su Shijie's kindness. He promised to join him in the wake of the vigil, but refused to be offered by him.

Over the years, Su Shijie has not only given him a lot of help in terms of money, but his feelings are also real, how to repay him when he is long gone, he only hopes to owe a little less.

On the other side, Lin Qingyao has arrived at the company and is receiving a leave slip in the personnel department.

A colleague from the personnel department kindly reminded her: "Director Yang has been on leave for several days, and he is not in the company at all, and it is useless for you to get a leave note, so it is better to ask your manager for a personal leave." “

Lin Qingyao said gratefully: "Thank you for reminding me, but it doesn't matter, I have already contacted the director in advance, and he promised to sign it for me, but it will take some time to send it back." “

"Okay, send it back early after signing, I have to file it in time, and I have to keep accounts on the finance side. "Annual leave is paid, and if you don't handle it well, it can easily become personal leave, which will be troublesome.

"Okay, thanks. Lin Qingyao received a fake note and wanted to go back to the hospital quickly, but she just went to the bathroom and came out of the narrow road and met the gossip three sisters who came to the bathroom.

Although Zhou Yan had a little unpleasant trouble with Yan Jing two days ago, with Fu Xiangxiang mediating from it, it would be fine that day, and Yan Jing was still willing to be Zhou Yan's follower.

Zhou Yan didn't have a good face when she saw Lin Qingyao: "Isn't this our kaolin flower?" I thought you didn't come to work, it seems that you don't need to go to the office." “

Lin Qingyao looked at her even more uncomfortable: "Does it have anything to do with you? I don't want to be named in public at the next meeting, so close your mouth that chews the root of your tongue, so as not to lose the face of the entire department!"

Zhou Yan was still angry about the last departmental meeting, Lin Qingyao's words directly guessed her sore spot, she raised her hand and wanted to hit someone: "Slut, you should shut up!"

Her temper is something that the whole department knows, but in view of her strong work ability, Fu Wenman protects her and does not dare to provoke her, but Lin Qingyao has no time to deal with it today.

Lin Qingyao grabbed her hand and said coldly: "Spread rumors with one mouth, refute rumors and break your legs, I really hope that one day you will also become the protagonist of rumors and experience the feeling of being slandered!"

Saying that, she shook Zhou Yan hard and almost fell, but fortunately, Yan Jing and Fu Xiangxiang reached out in time to help her, and she was able to stabilize her figure, but she was still a little embarrassed.

Lin Qingyao looked at Zhou Yan with disgust: "This is life, not a brain-dead, don't play any vicious female supporting role in front of me, I'm not a white lotus, I will really sue you if I spread rumors again!"

It's not that she doesn't mind those rumors, she just knows that this kind of thing is inevitable, and she can't make too much trouble in the company for this job, and there may not be no rumors if she changes companies.

It is said that the entertainment industry is a big dye vat, and your circle is very chaotic, but in fact, the workplace is not the same, they all have their own unspoken rules, and they are all intrigued for money and status.

The entertainment industry grabs roles and endorsements, and splashes dirty water behind the workplace to grab positions and customers, but they are not as famous as the entertainment industry, after all, they are ordinary people.

Lin Qingyao said and looked at Fu Xiangxiang and Yan Jing again: "And the two of you, is it good to be called the Three Gossip Sisters?

Zhou Yan also dared to provoke again and again when she saw that Lin Qingyao did not resist, but she was suppressed when people were threatening today, and only then did she react, gritted her teeth and said: "What's the matter with you!"

Lin Qingyao shrugged: "Yes, it's none of my business, I'm just kindly reminding you that people have strong work ability and are qualified to jump, but I don't know if some people can protect them if something happens?"

Yan Jing's face changed suddenly, her work ability is not good, it is Yan Jing who can barely complete her work tasks by settling with Zhou Yan, but work ability is not equal to power, if something really happens??

After thinking about it, I heard Lin Qingyao say again: "Let me remind you again, gold will always shine, instead of relying on slandering others to gain benefits, it is better to work hard to improve your own ability, that is the real ability!"

Everyone understands this truth, and it is easy to say, but it is too difficult to actually do it, which is why so many people want to take shortcuts to get benefits.

Lin Qingyao glanced at the three of them lightly: "I won't accompany me if I still have something to do, but I hope that in the future, you will be more down-to-earth and don't do your best." “

With that, she left the bathroom, leaving only three women looking at each other.

Zhou Yan really hates Lin Qingyao.

She was originally the overlord flower of the department, and she was top-notch in terms of appearance and work ability, but Lin Qingyao came, snatched her honor in two years, and now she is still crushing her.

It's only been three years, she can't imagine what it will be like if she gives it a few more years, so she naturally doesn't want Lin Qingyao to stay in the company and become her competitor for promotion and salary increase in the future.

Fu Xiangxiang knows her work ability, but she doesn't have much idea about her career, she will only be embarrassed by Zhou Yan out of jealousy to spread rumors about Lin Qingyao.

Yan Jing saw that everyone didn't speak, and weakly opened her mouth to break the silence: "What's wrong with her?

Zhou Yan gritted her teeth and said with a fierce expression: "With the support of the ministers under the skirt, I said that how could the bun that usually doesn't fart suddenly get angry, and it is specifically aimed at us!"

Lin Qingyao's hardness is real, but it is not supported by anyone, but she is stimulated, watching a person die in front of her, how can she not change at all?

It can only be said that the three of them were unlucky, they had a bad relationship with her, but they ran into her at this time, and they took the initiative to provoke her, isn't this purely made?

***

Lin Qingyao returned to the hospital in a depressed mood, and heard Su Shijie's voice outside the ward.

Su Shijie couldn't rest assured that Yang Zhuolin had been refusing to leave, and he said a lot of comforting words, and his saliva was dry, but Yang Zhuolin still looked indifferent.

Before Lin Qingyao came in and didn't even have time to say hello, Yang Zhuolin took the pen on the bedside table and motioned for her to take out the fake note, but did not speak.

Only when Su Shijie first came in, he said a few words, and then he remained silent no matter what Su Shijie said, which was also Su Shijie's biggest worry.

People need to vent, but he didn't shed a single tear when he encountered such a big thing, and now he doesn't even say anything, holding everything in his heart, and it is difficult to guarantee that he will not hold back the problem.

Lin Qingyao also found that Yang Zhuolin was wrong, he was calm and calm before she left, but now he is indifferent, these are two completely different states, could it be that Su Shijie provoked him?

She looked at Su Shijie with an inquiring gaze.

Su Shijie shook his head slightly. means he doesn't know anything.

Yang Zhuolin signed and returned the fake note to Lin Qingyao, and then began to look at Song He's body in a daze.

Lin Qingyao didn't rush to leave, but asked cautiously: "Shouldn't I take my mother home and change her clothes, I remember that she seems to be ready??"

She couldn't say the word "shroud", for fear of stimulating Yang Zhuolin, who was already wrong, if she was stimulated again, she really didn't know what she would do.

Yang Zhuolin finally opened his mouth, his voice was a little hoarse: "I'm waiting for you to finish your business." “

"Huh, actually, I??" Lin Qingyao knew that he was talking about annual leave, so she thought it would be okay. But thinking of his previous commanding tone, he quickly changed his words, "Then I'll go to the company first." “

Since he insisted that she take care of the annual leave first, she had no choice but to do so, so as not to upset him at this juncture, but she didn't forget to give Su Shijie a look before leaving.

Su Shijie nodded at her and said that he would be optimistic about Yang Zhuolin, don't look at the fact that the two have not met many times, but it is rare to have a tacit understanding on Yang Zhuolin.

As soon as Lin Qingyao left on the front foot, Su Shijie began to find a topic on the back foot: "I will go to work in the company soon, and it is not so important to ask for leave, can I still treat her badly?"

Yang Zhuolin went to the bathroom to clean up the daily necessities that Lin Qingyao brought: "She has a strong self-esteem. She doesn't necessarily accept it if you give her a chance, and I don't want to owe her too much. “

Su Shijie sneered disdainfully: "What kind of self-esteem is strong, I think she is just pure stupid, don't have a chance, do you think this world is so easy to mix?

Lin Qingyao is indeed a bit of a bull, at least Yang Zhuolin will not, otherwise how could he become a director, according to her ideas, it is estimated that he will start from the bottom.

In fact, this world is inherently unfair, some people are born to win at the starting line, so don't people have the opportunity to be a manager, do you have to be a small employee?

Yang Zhuolin stopped talking again, silently packed up his things, and then looked at Song He blankly, looking at Su Shijie with empty eyes.

It's not the rush hour, Lin Qingyao took a taxi back and forth very quickly, and when she came back, Yang Zhuolin finally went through the discharge procedures, and then walked to the bedside.

He bent down and hugged Song He's cold body in his arms, his voice was gentle, and there was even a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Mom, we're going home." “

Seeing this scene, Lin Qingyao's heart seemed to be thrown into a meat grinder, and her tears fell without warning.

Su Shijie's nose couldn't help but feel sour, he was already very strong if he didn't cry at this time, but Yang Zhuolin still had to laugh, how difficult was this?

However, Yang Zhuolin, as the person concerned, did not find it difficult, and looked down at his sleeping mother in his arms, and he hugged her as if he was hugging the whole world.

This is the world of his affection!

Song He's body was sent home.

In view of the fact that the day after tomorrow is a Saturday, Yang Zhuolin decided to send the body to the funeral home tomorrow morning, hold a vigil together in the evening, cremate the morning after tomorrow, and hold a funeral in the afternoon.

Su Shijie also followed Yang Zhuolin's house, firstly to see if there was anything that could help, and secondly, to rest assured that he could not be relieved. Afraid that he would do something stupid, Lin Qingyao couldn't stop him.

However, after he went home, he behaved more normally than in the hospital, with expressions and communication, as for being sad and unable to eat and sleep, which is reasonable.

There was no mourning hall at home, and the ice coffin in the funeral parlor was placed in the room where Song He lived before his death, and Yang Zhuolin guarded her for one night, but refused to let Lin Qingyao and Su Shijie accompany him.

He wants to enjoy his last mother-son time with Song Ha alone.

Su Shijie didn't go home at night, and was going to spend the night on the sofa in the living room, and after being rejected, he asked Lin Qingyao very uneasily: "Brother Lin won't do anything stupid, right?"

Lin Qingyao looked at the direction of the guest room and shook his head slightly: "Probably not, he wants his mother to be buried more than anyone else." Besides, he had to move his father over and bury him together. “

Su Shijie sighed leisurely: "That's good, Brother Lin's uncles and cousins don't have any good things, mother and son have been dependent on each other for so many years, Aunt Song is tantamount to ripping out his heart when she leaves like this." “

Lin Qingyao also sighed: "Yes, how deep the relationship is, how real the pain is, I just hope that he can find someone who knows hot and cold in the future and accompany him through the rest of his life." “

"Don't you want to?" Su Shijie was actually deliberately testing Lin Qingyao, Yang Zhuolin is handsome and a top student, although his personality is not very good, it does not mean that he is not attractive.

"Me?" Lin Qingyao thought that she didn't have that kind of affection for Yang Zhuolin, and she was afraid that Su Shijie would misunderstand, so she hurriedly clarified, "You also know that he and I are just an agreement husband and wife, how can you think about this?"

Do you really not want to?

Su Shijie still had some doubts in his heart, but he didn't continue to ask, after all, now is not a good time, and the most important thing is that he doesn't know what Yang Zhuolin thinks.

The next morning, someone from the funeral home pulled the ice coffin back, but there was already one more person inside.

Yang Zhuolin and the three of them also followed, although they didn't plan to do any body farewell ceremony, but they still had to keep a vigil at night to do their last filial piety for Song He.

From home to funeral home, from wakes to cremations, everything went smoothly, Su Shijie secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he would wait until the funeral was over to comfort Yang Zhuolin.

There were not many guests at the funeral, all of them were Song He's relatives and friends, most of whom had seen them at the wedding banquet last Saturday, and except for Lin Qingyao, the only one who shed tears was Yang Youhua.

Yang Zhuolin still couldn't cry, even if he was obviously uncomfortable and wanted to die, but the tears just couldn't flow, which made him desperate and felt that he was too sorry for Song He.

Su Shijie and Lin Qingyao thought that he was holding back tears, for fear that he would not be able to express his emotions and hold back the problem, but something really happened at the end of the funeral.

Mobile phone users should browse and read for a better reading experience