In the early morning of October 31, 05, the Han family's bloody case involved a criminal dispute and was investigated by the police, so the news of the death of President Xinyao was temporarily blocked by the hospital.

Lu Zichu handed over the letter to Chang Jing, and when he left the ward, he saw Han Yu sitting in the corridor, sleepless all night, his eyes were as dark as night, and he was bottomless.

Stopping in place, Lu Zichu's burning gaze fixed on Han Yu's body: "Now it is a private prosecution case, once the procuratorate intervenes, it will become a public prosecution case, and at that time, it will be too late to withdraw the prosecution." ”

"There is a saying that it is difficult to recover when covered with water, and the water that has been spilled can still be recovered?" When he said this, Han Yu didn't raise his head, but his face was full of yin qi.

Lu Zichu pursed his lips and looked at Han Yu so deeply, he couldn't spy on Han Yu's emotions, he could only see his pale face.

Even if Gu Qinghuan and Han Yongxin were innocent before marriage, it was difficult to eliminate Han Yu's perennial backlog of resentment and hatred, he was a perfectionist and couldn't stand any small flaws in his life.

is pressing like this step by step, even if Gu Qinghuan is notorious, it doesn't necessarily mean that he can be happy?

Sad person, is there only one Gu Qinghuanda?

Someone patted him on the shoulder, and when he turned around, it was his mother.

Han Shuhui said: "Zichu, let's go to the garden for a walk. ”

……

In the end, I didn't go to the garden, and on the last day of October, the sky became elusive, and the rain was so heavy that it fell from the sky and wreaked havoc on the garden shrubs.

Han Shuhui likes rainy days very much, especially in such a month, when it rains heavily, it is cool and cold, not hot and dry, as if it can wash away all the sadness and pain.

"That girl's name is Gu Sheng?" Han Shuhui's voice melted into the wind and rain, and if she didn't stand close, she was afraid that it would be blurry and difficult to distinguish.

"Hmm."

Han Shuhui glanced at Lu Zichu and stopped talking.

Lu Zichu knew very well what that glance meant, and his mother was unhappy that he and Ah Sheng were together.

Han Shuhui was silent for a short time, and then wrote lightly: "You should be very clear, I can't agree to you being together, your father is a well-known figure in the business world, you are with Gu Qinghuan's niece, others may not say anything on the surface, but how will they laugh at our Lu family behind the scenes, have you thought about it?" ”

Lu Zichu was not in a hurry to speak, looking at Qiu Yu, his eyes were deep, but his tone was very soft: "Mom, how much you love my father, how much I love Gu Sheng, I hope that she and I can have less ups and downs, and one day we will be greeted by spring flowers, not willows and flowers." ”

Lu Zichu's voice was flat and sounded warm, but there was a strong tension in his words, and there was a little pressure between the lines.

Han Shuhui didn't speak, the well-known architectural designer, Mrs. Lu, who is famous in the upper circle, even if she listened to her son's "disobedient" words, she didn't see the slightest emotion exposed, the rain hit her face, took out a handkerchief to wipe it dry, and said calmly: "Let's talk about you and her later!" Your grandmother has me by her side, as for Ah Yu, I am definitely uncomfortable, so you can accompany him more. ”

Han Shuhui went to the hospital, and soon Han Yongxin's body will be sent to the funeral home...... Uncle died, except for his grandmother and mother, there is no doubt that Han Yu will be the most painful one.

How can we comfort him? Mother actually didn't know Han Yu well enough, the more painful he was, the stronger he became, what he needed now was calm, otherwise any words might irritate him.

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In the ward, Ah Sheng wrung out the water on the hot towel and helped Gu Qinghuan up with difficulty, wanting to help her wipe off the sweat soaked out of her body.

"I'll come." The arm that suddenly stretched out took over her movements, Ah Sheng's heart tightened, and his sideways eyes were Lu Zichu with a warm smile.

He naturally helped Gu Qinghuan up, leaned on his arms, and saw Ah Sheng standing in a daze with a hot towel, raised his hand and scratched her nose: "What are you doing in a daze?" Quick wipe. ”

Ah Sheng's eyes were moist, and when she was most isolated, she was still by her side, and her heart was like a pool of turbulent lake......

With Lu Zichu's help, Ah Sheng was much more relaxed, and after helping Gu Qinghuan wipe her sweat, Lu Zichu helped her lie down, helped her cover the quilt, and then asked the doctor to come in.

When the doctor examined Gu Qinghuan's body, Ah Sheng urged Lu Zichu to go to the funeral home, Han Yongxin was his uncle, and Gu Qinghuan was her aunt, she knew how difficult it was for him to be caught in the middle, but all he gave her was comfort, and this man held up a piece of heaven for her in his indifferent words.

He rubbed her head and left the ward, Ah Sheng thought he had gone to the funeral home, but he didn't expect him to help her order a bowl of porridge and a few light side dishes.

Ah Sheng was indeed hungry, tossed all night, extremely tired, he handed her anything, she ate whatever she wanted, and after eating, she realized that he didn't seem to have eaten anything.

Ah Sheng said, "When you go out for a while, don't forget to have breakfast." ”

"Okay."

Lu Zichu looked at her for a while, and a trace of warmth flashed in his dark and deep eyes: "I'll come to see you in the afternoon, and I'll open a room for you near the hospital when the time comes, so you can have a good rest." ”

Ah Sheng nodded, some words are not good at speaking, presumably the words "Xie Lu Xie" will definitely make him angry, so she stepped forward to hug him, with him, she was very relieved.

It was only then that she realized how dependent she really was on this man.

Lu Zichu misunderstood her change of mood and patted her on the back, "Don't worry, your aunt will be fine." ”

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Lu Zichu didn't have time for breakfast, so he went to the funeral home in the morning and used lunch