Chapter 248: Return

My nose ached, my emotions collapsed instantly, and tears flowed down my cheeks.

The eldest lady's figure was shaky and crumbling, and a pair of knees could barely support her body.

She was in great pain, the loose skin on her face trembled, and she said over and over again: "Xiaoman, good boy, you call Daddy." Xiao Liang was thinking about you before he died, so you can call out......"

She was so weak that she almost collapsed to the ground.

Curious eyes kept projecting at us, and someone picked up their phones and started taking pictures.

Song Cheng hurriedly walked over, grabbed her arm, and said in a low voice, "Big lady, let's talk about something when I go home." ”

The eldest lady may be delirious, her fingers are constantly trembling, and her mouth squirms twice, but no sound is made.

Song Cheng made a face, and the driver hurriedly stepped forward, took the urn from her hand, and lowered his head to follow behind us.

The group left the airport and quickly returned to the Song family's mansion.

When he entered the door, he saw Song Cheng and his father sitting on the sofa in the center of the hall, holding a cup of tea in his hand.

We were completely unprepared and immediately wanted to meet him head-on.

The urn in the driver's hand was nowhere to be hidden, and it was exposed to him in an instant.

Song Cheng's father frowned, and the hand holding the teacup paused.

When he saw Song Cheng helping the semi-unconscious eldest lady into the house, his fingers suddenly trembled, the teacup fell to the ground with a "bang", and the tea splashed on the instep of his feet, emitting a burst of heat.

As if unconscious, his eyes were almost out of his sockets, staring firmly at the urn in the driver's hand.

The driver tensed up, bowed his head and didn't dare to say a word.

Song Cheng's father stood up suddenly, wanting to rush over, but his body shook violently.

He hurriedly found the crutches, slammed the pestle on the ground, almost rushed to the driver, threw the crutches, held the urn, and trembled: "This is ...... It's ......"

Looking at the fat trembling on his cheeks, I couldn't help but glance at my head and bit my lower lip.

The eldest lady woke up leisurely, and when she saw him, she suddenly pushed Song Cheng away, threw herself at him, and exclaimed bitterly: "Old man, my poor Xiaoliang is gone......"

"Boom", as if a silent explosion, the entire hall suddenly fell into an atmosphere of grief.

Song Cheng's father stared, his eyes almost bloodshot.

The eldest lady grabbed his arm and began to cry bitterly.

I looked at these two people, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly shouted: "Mr. Song! ”

Song Cheng's father didn't react at all, staring at the urn in his hand with his two eyes.

Song Cheng only found out about the abnormality at this time, snatched the urn and stuffed it into the driver's hand, grabbed his father's arm and shook it vigorously, and exclaimed: "Dad! ”

Song Cheng's father fell straight backwards, and fell to the ground with the eldest lady, making a muffled "bang" sound.

"Dad!" Song Cheng screamed in horror and shouted, "Prepare the car and go to the hospital!" ”

He hurriedly picked up the eldest lady and got his father into the car with Uncle Bai.

The eldest lady suddenly came to her senses and shouted in despair: "Old man." Then he hurriedly followed and got into the car.

In the blink of an eye, Uncle Bai drove away, except for the dark gray urn, lying alone in the driver's hand.

Lao Bai glanced at me, and I asked him to put the urn on the coffee table.

He nodded, put the urn away, and said that he would go with him to the hospital to see how it was going.

Everyone was gone, and I was so stiff that I fell on the couch without even the strength to move a finger.

Sister-in-law He walked over tremblingly, and when she saw the urn on the table, she shrunk her neck in fear and said, "This ...... This is the eldest young master? ”

I nodded blankly, my mind blank.

Xiaoman crawled around on top of me, he didn't know what was going on, and tentatively wanted to reach for the urn.

I suddenly remembered the words of the eldest lady, she said Xiaoman, you call Dad......

The tip of my nose was sore and swollen, and I wanted to cry but couldn't cry, which made me feel uncomfortable.

I grabbed Xiaoman's hand and motioned for Sister-in-law He to take him away.

Xiao Man thought that it was his toy on the table, and screamed unhappily.

For the first time, I lost patience with him and slapped him hard in the ass.

Xiaoman was frightened by me, and cried loudly with a "wow" cry.

Sister-in-law He was startled and hurriedly carried him upstairs.

I leaned back on the couch tiredly, raised my hand and wiped my eyes, only to feel exhausted.

How uncomfortable it must be for such a big living person to lie in this small urn at this time.

I still remember the last time I pushed Song Liang to take a walk in the garden, he told me that he hoped that he could be buried in the soil after death, and sleep with the earth from now on.

In the blink of an eye, he really came from the dirt and went back to the dirt.

I rubbed my eyes in embarrassment, stared at the gray box, and said in a hoarse voice: "You still have so many things that you haven't taught me, so you just don't do it?" ”

Yet no one answered me.

The eldest lady went to the hospital, and I didn't dare to dispose of the urn privately, so I could only put it in something and put it in the cabinet.

Song Cheng They went for a long time and never came back.

I felt like I was in my throat in one breath, and I couldn't get out and down, and I choked all over my body.

It wasn't until the sun was setting and a golden halo appeared in mid-air that the car stopped at the door.

The car door opened, and Song Cheng walked out of it.

I rushed out in a hurry, and said anxiously, "How is it?" ”

The soles of his feet slumped, and he fell straight on top of me.

I hugged his waist in a panic, only to realize that his head was full of cold sweat, his lips were white and frightening, and his heart fell to the bottom.

Song Cheng's face was blue-gray, and he couldn't say a word.

Uncle Bai got down from the driver's seat, sighed and said, "The person has been rescued." ”

I breathed a sigh of relief, and the three souls seemed to be back in place.

It's good to rescue it back, if his old man can't withstand the blow and goes west, I'm really afraid that Song Cheng alone will completely collapse.

Uncle Bai's expression was grim, and he sighed: "Although the person was rescued, it's a pity that ......"

I was stunned for a moment, and my eyes widened suddenly.

I heard him say: "My body is paralyzed, I can't even speak, and the doctor said that I can only lie on it for the rest of my life." ”

One sentence shattered the hope in my heart.

Lying on it for a lifetime, isn't that a living dead!

Song Cheng closed his eyes tiredly, and his whole body was half-hung on me.

I was alone with Uncle Bai and helped him into the house.

Song Cheng lay on the sofa and closed his eyes without saying a word.

"Uncle Bai, just have me here, you go and get busy first, see if the eldest lady has anything they need, if you lack anything, call me at any time."

Uncle Bai agreed, saying that he would go back to the hospital in a while.

After suffering two blows in succession, Song Cheng didn't even have a trace of vitality on his body, and he was almost exhausted.

"Let's go, I'll help you up and rest."

From time to time, the maid walked around the hall, and he would be woken up when he closed his eyes.

I dragged him up, dragged him by the arm, and dragged him into the elevator and up to the second floor.

When I got people into the bedroom, Song Cheng didn't move, but when I turned around and was about to leave, I whispered: "Right right." ”

There was an indescribable sadness in his voice.

"Huh?" I looked down, and he was staring at the ceiling with his eyes wide open, his hollow eyes staring at the ceiling, and the whole person looked a little wooden.

Song Cheng closed his eyes, and his voice was hoarse: "I'm so tired." ”

I nodded, sat down on the edge, raised my hand to cover his eyes, and whispered, "Sleep, just get some sleep." ”

He raised his hand and grabbed my fingers and pinched them on my finger bones.

I hesitated, threw off my slippers and climbed, adjusted the temperature in the room, dragged the quilt over the quilt to cover both of us, covered his eyes with one hand, rubbed his hair with the other, and comforted him softly: "Don't think about anything, I'll accompany you, close your eyes, and sleep well." ”

Song Cheng didn't speak, but his eyelashes moved under my palm.

He leaned sideways and hugged me in his arms, hunched his legs slowly curled into a ball, and the quilt was pulled up and covered over his head, covering his whole body tightly.

I was worried that he would not be able to breathe, and I wanted to lift the quilt, but he raised his hand to stop me.

His body was trembling, and a dull voice came from the quilt, and he said, "Right and right, no one will stand in front of me in the future." ”

My heart suddenly ached, and I slapped his palm on the back. △≧.*△≧,

"The entire Song family can only rely on me to survive. I'm really afraid that the Song family will be destroyed in my hands. ”

"How so?" I whispered, "You've been doing a good job all this time. ”

Even Song Liang once praised him.

Song Cheng shook his head slightly, and his voice was heavy: "You don't understand, no matter how much I didn't get along with my eldest brother in the past, I also broke my bones and tendons, who dared to be unfavorable to the Song family, we brothers went together." But now ......"

Now the person who can shelter him from the wind and rain is lying in a state of confusion, and needs to be taken care of by others for the rest of his life; The people who fought alongside him became powder in the urn and would never say a word to him again.

The Song family's family business that he had been thinking about was finally all in hand, but in the end, there was neither an old father to take care of nor a brother to help him.

Sort of, half a ...... Loner.