"Zhuoyang, three more Grandpa Mao are away from us." Lu Yingyi spoke bitterly, he didn't want to go to the hospital, but Zhuo Yang was not at ease, so he went to the hospital to take a brain CT, and after confirming that there was no concussion, he took him home with some medicine gauze or something for trauma.

"It's okay to tell you, you have to take me to see it, now it's okay, our Grandpa Mao is less again!"

Zhuo Yang walked ahead without saying a word, and his intuition for crises that he had cultivated over the years made him feel that it was best to keep his distance from this guy who was full of resentment, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable. The two walked to the gate of Rose Villa one after the other, Zhuo Yang's footsteps suddenly stopped, and Lu Ying almost crashed into it one by one, but fortunately stopped the car in time.

"What's wrong?" He poked his head out from behind Zhuo Yang, and his face changed. At the entrance of Rose Lodge stood a delicately dressed and personable old man, about sixty years old, dressed in a crisp light-colored suit, with silver-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, his silver-white hair neatly combed, and a silver pocket watch chain in his breast pocket. He is like a gentleman who has come out of a period movie, dignified, elegant, full of nostalgia, and harmless as if he were a man or animal.

Zhuo Yang was keenly aware of the changes in the air, he didn't know why, but he still stood in front of Lu Yingyi for the first time, blocking the old man and Lu Yingyi's gaze. The old man obviously noticed Zhuo Yang's movements, he looked Zhuo Yang up and down, and then showed an appreciative smile, bowed slightly, and said: "Hello, the surname is Li, Li Jingshu, Muzi Li, the beautiful scenery of Liangchen, and the book of the scholarly family." ”

Zhuo Yang passively greeted: "Hello, who are you?" ”

"I'm the butler of the Lu family," he said with a smile, "Behind you is the eldest young master of my family." ”

Zhuo Yang knocked on the door and entered the bedroom that belonged to him and now belonged to him and Lu Yingyi.

Due to the limited number of rooms in Rose Villa, in order to attract more business, Lu Yingyi simply vacated his room and moved to Zhuoyang's room, anyway, the latter's room is larger than the average guest room, and no matter how much extra bed there is, it will not be crowded. When Zhuo Yang entered, Lu Yingyi was lying on his own bed and didn't know what he was thinking, he was originally lazy and didn't look like he was there, but at this time it was more like he had no bones.

Zhuo Yang put the dinner plate on the table aside, sat on the side of his bed and asked, "Does the wound still hurt?" ”

Lu Yingyi didn't answer him, and seemed to be still in a trance. Zhuo Yang looked at him for a while, and suddenly felt not very happy, stretched out his hand, gently pulled Lu Yingyi's face over, leaned over and asked, "Does the wound still hurt?" Lu Yingyi didn't react at first, but when his eyes rolled around, he met Zhuo Yang's enlarged face, and suddenly let out a "whoop", and the whole person bounced up like a shrimp, if Zhuo Yang hadn't let it go quickly, his forehead would probably be hit again.

"Ouch, it's you," Lu Ying couldn't help but complain after finding out that it was Zhuo Yang, "I was almost scared to death by you, why didn't you call me when you came in!" ”

"Shouted, you didn't hear me." Zhuo Yang was finally relieved when he saw him alive, but what was the flash of amazement in Lu Ying's eyes just now? Zhuo Yang was sure that he was not mistaken.

"Are you hungry, I'll bring you food."

Lu Ying sat up, dragged the chair in front of him, and motioned for Zhuo Yang to put the dinner plate on the chair. Tonight's dinner is sweet and sour pork ribs, winter melon and open ocean, stir-fried vegetables and a bowl of tomatoes and lo mein. Lu Ying's face changed slightly as soon as he saw the bowl of noodles, and after a while, he took a bite of the noodles and asked vaguely, "Yes...... What did he do? ”

Zhuo Yang nodded, he knew that Lu Yingyi was not an ordinary person, but he didn't expect Lu Yingyi to be a big young master, but no matter what Lu Yingyi's identity was, in his eyes, Lu Yingyi was still that Lu Yingyi, whether he was the eldest young master or a canary did not affect Zhuo Yang's opinion of him, Zhuo Yang only believed in the Lu Yingyi he saw with his eyes.

Lu Ying was silent, and silently ate the meal and said, "I want to eat strawberries, strawberries, I'll wash them." ”

As he was talking, there was a knock at the door, and a voice came: "Young Master, I'll collect the dishes and chopsticks." ”

Zhuo Yang got up and opened the door, and saw Li Jingshu standing outside the door, holding a dinner plate in his hand, on which were two small bowls of washed and divided strawberries, red and bright in crystal cups, with fruit bowls and fruit forks next to them. Seeing Zhuo Yang, Li Jingshu nodded slightly and thanked him before entering the house. He neatly took away the empty plate that Lu Yingyi had eaten, put down the fruit in front of him, and was about to leave, but was stopped by Lu Yingyi.

"Uncle Jing." Lu Yingyi called softly, and Li Jingshu's expression changed in an instant. Although he was polite and friendly before, at this time, Zhuo Yang was able to clearly read how soft and affectionate the true heart hidden under his reserved expression was. He must be very fond of Lu Yingyi, Zhuo Yang thought.

"Zhuo Yang, I'm sorry, can I trouble you to leave first?" Lu Yingyi asked embarrassedly.

Zhuo Yang nodded: "I'll take the empty plate down." He took the plate from Li Jingshu's hand (the latter thanked him) and left the room.

"Uncle Jing, how did you find me......" Before the door closed, Zhuo Yang heard this last sentence. He paused slightly, then picked up his plate and went downstairs.

There were few people standing in the empty mourning hall, and Lin Xueping was dressed in the mourning clothes of her family members, standing in the crowd calmly. Lele crouched aside, playing with her stuffed doll, which her father had bought for her, and her father ...... Lin Xueping slowly turned her head and looked at the empty altar, where the transparent coffin would arch out after a while, and the man who was knocked to pieces, missing arms and legs, would put on makeup after stitching, and lay there quietly, waiting for his few relatives, friends and friends to send him on his last journey to the world.

"Sister-in-law, the festival is changing!" Lin Xueping turned her head and saw a gentle and elegant face. It was her husband's high school classmate, named Huang Yang, who was young but was already the deputy director of the city museum, with a high salary and fame, on the other hand, her husband used to have an enviable job, but in the end it fell into his own hands.

Hate? Lin Xueping asked herself. At that time, Wang Dong had just entered the police force, and it was the most high-spirited time, he wore a police uniform and fascinated a group of little girls, and then they got married, and then she gave birth to a daughter, and lived a sweet family life of three. However, I don't know when, Wang Dong changed, he became rude, vulgar, and short-tempered, he became addicted to gambling, and even extorted money as a police officer in order to raise gambling funds, and was finally expelled from the police force and almost suffered a lawsuit, but he did not learn his lesson, and since then he has become more degenerate, and finally embarked on a road of no return for social gangsters.

Lin Xueping didn't understand how a good person became like this, looking back on the first half of her life, she almost had a sense of unreality like sleepwalking, she even felt that maybe one day when she opened her eyes, she would return to the original state, Wang Dong still loved her, her little family was still happy, and then she could throw herself into the arms of men, and complained coquettishly: "Husband, I had a nightmare......"

The master of ceremonies spoke from the loudspeaker: "Mr. Wang Dong's memorial service is about to begin, please keep quiet." ”

Lin Xueping shuddered and woke up from her trance.

Life is a nightmare, but a nightmare that you will never wake up from!

The memorial service ended quickly, because Wang Dong had neither the leader of the unit to speak, nor many people willing to come to see him for the last time. Lin Xueping calmly accepted people's half-hearted concern, handed them candy, and then asked her mother's family to lead them into a rented car and send them to eat tofu rice.

It wasn't until everyone was empty that Lin Xueping found that Huangyang was still there. He was crouching in front of Lele, trying to communicate with her. Lele was originally a very cheerful and lively little girl, but later because of Wang Dong's sake was frightened, after an incident in which Wang Dong was beaten all over in blood, Lele changed, she became autistic, became silent, never smiled again, and was only willing to say a few more words when playing with the plush doll.

Lin Xueping walked over and heard Huang Yang persistently talking to Lele: "Is this your little friend?" She's so cute, what's her name? ”

"What Lele likes to eat, I'll buy it for you next time my uncle comes to see you."

"Lele, you can't always be bored at home like this, uncle will take you to the amusement park next time, there are a lot of fun things in the amusement park, do you like to ride the merry-go-round?"

"It's useless." Lin Xueping smiled bitterly, "She has been like this since a year ago, I have taken her to see many doctors, but they can't help it." ”

Lele didn't seem to hear the conversation between her mother and Huang Yang, and still insisted on playing with her little friend. Her little friend is a Blue Sister doll from "The Smurfs", with blonde hair, a white hat, a white skirt and a pair of white high heels. She took her hand and moved it as if she were dancing.

"Sister-in-law, if you continue like this, Lele will be ruined." Huang Yang said.

"I know, I know...... However, there is no way to ......" Lin Xueping's eyes finally condensed tears, even if Wang Dong's body was placed in front of her just now, she didn't cry, the tears shed for Wang Dong had already dried up in the years.

Huang Yang sighed, he took out a wad of money from his pocket and stuffed it into Lin Xueping's hand: "Sister-in-law, I know that you are difficult to be alone, this is a little careful, you can accept it." Also, this is my business card, if you need anything, you can always find me, Ah Dong is my good friend, his family is also my family, you can rest assured, I will definitely find a way to cure Lele's disease! Sister-in-law, don't cry, don't cry......"

Lin Xueping finally cried out with a "wow".

Wang Dong died, her man died, and it was not until this moment that the pain suppressed in the bottom of this woman's heart finally broke through the ice covered by layers of heart knots and gushed out.