Situ Huang just lowered his head and was silent.

"Why don't you speak? You speak! Lu Xiaoyu was anxious, and lifted his face with both hands. And his handsome face met her directly, but silently.

Situ Huang came back to his senses and said calmly, "You should calm down, let's go outside the operating room and wait." If you don't calm down, it's even worse. Why this is the case, I don't know. ”

"......" her heart was pounding, but she also had to agree with his words.

Now, she needs to calm herself down, and she can't do that.

The red light in the operating room was on for a long time, and in the corridor outside the operation, Lu Xiaoyu sat quietly on the bench. She looked up at the red light without blinking. It seemed like going back to that day, the day my uncle was just shot.

She sat like this for a long time, until she felt numb in her limbs.

Situ Huang stood quietly aside, and at this moment he couldn't tell what it was like in his heart. I saw her in a trance, and when I looked up, I saw that the red light was still eye-catching, and when I lowered my head, my heart was barren.

I don't know how long it took, the two didn't know how long they had been waiting, so long that they were unconscious. Time flowed quietly, and it seemed that you could hear your own heartbeat, beating so violently.

But that uneasiness has been expanding, expanding.

Lu Xiaoyu clenched his hands, his nails were deeply embedded in the skin, and he could feel the obvious pain. But only pain can make her sober and calm. The uneasiness at this moment is so deep and huge.

Tick tock......

Finally, the lights in the operating room went out in an instant.

Lu Xiaoyu raised his head expectantly, and the whole person also stood up.

The door to the operating room suddenly opened, and the nurses walked out of the operating room first. Immediately, the doctors, who had been tired for several hours, also walked out of the operating room. But waiting and waiting, I can't wait for Lu Guangliang's figure.

Lu Xiaoyu was a little anxious, and she hurriedly rushed up. I don't want to look too broken, but I just can't help it. Her heart was in a mess, and she couldn't help but be calm. The word calm has no effect at this time.

She impulsively grabbed the doctor's wrist and shouted anxiously, "Doctor, tell me how my uncle is doing now." Tell me, how is he? Why didn't he come out? ”

"You say! Tell me, I want to know! She yelled desperately, her voice a little hoarse.

The doctor took off his mask, looked solemn, and said in a deep voice, "I'm sorry, Miss Lu, Mr. Lu's time is running out." It may be that it was stimulated by something that suddenly caused a large amount of intracranial hemorrhage, and the operation was not ideal. ”

"He wants to meet you, we can only respect the patient's choice, I'm sorry! Miss Lu! ”

"Now he still has a short period of willpower, but he may leave at any time, you can go in and see him!"

“……”

Bang......

Lu Xiaoyu felt that his heart had fallen into the abyss all of a sudden, and he couldn't get up no matter how he climbed. The predictable pain of death haunted her. All the words turned into intangible, and all the expectations collapsed in this second.

She bit her lip and walked into the operating room with trembling steps.

Outside the operating room, the doctors sighed and shook their heads and left, leaving only two or three nurses with them. The hallway was quiet, and the dead silence lingered and could not be dissipated.

Situ Huang raised his head and watched her thin figure gradually submerge in the operating room. He moved, trying to run forward, but he couldn't. Why can't he even take a step?

The doctor's words sentenced Lu Guangliang to death. And what about him? The panic and guilt in his heart also seemed to sentence himself to death. This feeling was so bad that he frowned painfully, and he was at a loss for a moment.

I don't know what's wrong, but a bad feeling rises in my heart.

Isn't that the time to lose her? If that's not the case, he's going to push her away from him. Did he really hate her? Did he really resent? Was he hating her, or was he hating himself?

Who is not letting go of themselves? Who is it?

The woman's face came to her mind again, over and over again. Her words echoed in her mind over and over again like a curse. He closed his eyes in pain, not wanting to echo.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes suddenly.

Situ Huang turned around, clenched his hands into fists, and slammed into the glass window. He only heard a "......bang", and the shards of glass shattered to the ground, and his hand also pierced into the shards of glass, and blood flowed diligently.

One drop, two drops...... Countless bloods flowed down.

The nurses were frightened and hurriedly shouted, "Are you alright, sir?" You can't hurt yourself like that. Come with us to treat the wound, or you'll get infected. Mr. ......"

"Get out!" Situ Huang's gloomy eyes stared closely at the operating room, pursed his lips and stopped speaking.

"Sir, this will not work, we ......"

"Let you all me off, didn't you hear? If you don't get out, this hospital will disappear completely tomorrow! His patience had broken down, and a roar of anger ran through the hallway.

The nurses were so frightened that they turned around and ran downstairs.

The footsteps faded away, but his heart still hung in the air.

In the operating room, Lu Xiaoyu approached the operating table. At every step, she hurried, but slowed down. She was anxious to see her uncle, but she was afraid to see him. Because she didn't know what to do.

I heard that at the last moment, people always have a breath of air, waiting for the person they are most looking forward to appearing. Could it be that if she doesn't show up, he will be reluctant to leave? But she was so scared.

When Dad left, she didn't give him his last ride, and when Mom left, she didn't give her her the last ride.

And now, is she going to send her uncle on his last journey?

Why is that? Why......

But after a few steps, she finally walked to the operating table. The disinfectant water and the residual smell of blood made her feel uncomfortable. In the spotlight, his face looked extraordinarily peaceful and calm.

His eyelids quivered weakly, as if he was struggling for something.

Under the oxygen mask, his breathing was also weak.

Lu Xiaoyu saw his sick and weak appearance, the softest part of his heart was provoked, and tears appeared in his eyes. She didn't want to cry, and she couldn't cry, so she turned around and quickly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Then he turned around again, leaned down, and shouted in his ear, "Uncle, the whisper is coming." ”

At this moment, Lu Guangliang was already critically ill, and he heard a faint female voice, which sounded slightly in his ears. There is a strength to support himself and not let him fall at this moment. He knew he had unfinished business.

The man...... Situ Huang ......

But why, he didn't even have the strength to speak.

Consciousness began to fade, and he struggled to open his eyes. A sad little face appeared in front of him, just like back then, after Sang Lan died, when he went to pick her up. At that time, the child was not very close to himself. Even exclusionary.

It's rare that he has time to pick her up from school, and she always keeps her head down and doesn't say a word.

One day, he suddenly joked, "Silly girl, come over quickly, or if you go slowly, your uncle won't want you!"

She jerked her head up, and she ran incredibly fast. Rushed to his side at once, and for the first time, grabbed his big hand tightly. A child as young as she looked at herself with a pleading gaze.

At that time, his heart was violently touched.

Yes, Xiaoyu is like his own child.

Lu Guangliang recalled the past, and a string of tears flowed from the corners of his eyes. He wanted to smile, but found that he didn't even have the strength to laugh. And she saw his tears, and her eyes moistened, and tears fell.

The two of them haven't said anything yet, but they can't hold back their tears. Relatively speechless, but the sourness was still hidden in the smile. Everyone knows to smile, but why is there only powerlessness hidden in the eyes?

That feeling of powerlessness is because death strikes.

When death was about to come, when fate could not fight, I had to put down my hand and choose the coming of night. And this moment came to Lu Xiaoyu and Lu Guangliang.

Lu Xiaoyu bit her lip, she couldn't help but not make any whimpering sounds. But as soon as she was about to say something, as soon as she pronounced it, a mournful hoarse voice spread out of her throat, and she couldn't stop it.

Tears all fell on Lu Guangliang's face, but he was still smiling.

"Uncle...... Uncle ......" Lu Xiaoyu cried out in pain, her hand holding his hand tightly. But he found that his hands no longer had the warm temperature, and they were cold.

She put her other hand on her other hand anxiously, trying to warm him and embrace him with her own body heat.

However, it was still just cold, and there was nothing but coldness.

Hate hospitals, hate hospitals, and there is no reason to hate and hate.

Why didn't she save her dad? Why didn't she save her mom? And now, even her only relative, her uncle, has not been saved? Should she be resentful? Or do you want to resent these powerless facts?

Without water, she is about to die......

Why can't she be with her loved ones......

Lu Guangliang wanted to reach out, but wiped her tears. But there was no strength at all, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Finally this time came, at this point when he couldn't move.

Consciousness began to fade, and the images from those memories replayed over and over again. He suddenly felt some emotion, and couldn't help but want to know who the eldest brother was thinking about at the moment of death. Is it a sister-in-law? Or is it a whisper?

Suddenly, a gentle smile came to mind. Her long hair was always soft and soft, and her voice was always so good, she made him feel the urge to protect. But she wasn't his woman.

And he has lived most of his life, and he still can't achieve the ultimate goal.

"Piao Piao ......".

"The man you love, Situ Suzhe, he actually adopted Emperor Fu. Now, what does Xiaoyu have to do with him? You teach me, what should I do? Should I tell Xiaoyu? That's how they ......."

"That's right...... Piao Piao ...... I'm cowardly...... I've always been cowardly......."

How could he not be cowardly? If he hadn't been so cowardly, would he have let her go after her like this? In the end, he couldn't find any more news of her. I don't know if she's doing well, and I don't know where she ended up in the end!

Perhaps, she has long since left this world.

Situ Suzhe is dead, Piaopiao, is your heart also dead?

What I have never been able to forgive myself is that the last time she came to find her, he turned out to be cold to her because of that selfishness. She was a person who would never come to intercede until the last minute, but why would he do that?

Now look back and think about it, just because of that unobtainable love!

The woman he loves, he loves other men. But does she understand what kind of character the man she loves is?

This ridiculous grudge, when he was about to die, he finally let go.

Lu Guangliang's smile became lighter and fainter, his mouth was fishy sweet, and a mouthful of blood spit out from the corner of his mouth. He wanted to start, but could only say vaguely, "Whisper...... Whisper...... Uncle ......"