Chapter XXXVIII: The Aftermath of the Previous Life

"Sister, come over and get something to eat. Ah Chen, how is your condition today? What did the doctor say?"

Mu Shangyu placed the food he took out of his home on the small table while asking about Yan Chen's current condition.

Five days have passed since the incident. From the beginning, I had to go to the emergency room several times a day, and now I have been transferred from intensive care to VIP intensive care ward.

"The doctor came to check on him not long ago and said that Ah Chen's condition was very good. The vital signs are stable and completely out of danger. The next thing is up to him, when he will wake up. ”

In fact, the doctor also said that even the patient may not wake up. But Mu Shangqing firmly believed that Yan Chen couldn't let himself lie on the bed like this, he would definitely wake up.

"That's good, it's worrying us these days, especially you. It's been a few days, and I haven't slept a single sound. Now Ah Chen's situation has developed in a good direction. You can also relax and rest. ”

For his sister's hard work these days, Mu Shangyu was very distressed. He understood very well, so he didn't persuade Mu Shangqing to rest.

Now that Yan Chen is finally out of the most dangerous time, it is time for his sister to take a good rest.

"Don't worry, brother, I know to pay attention to my body. Nothing happens for a while, I'll rest and sleep in the bed next to me. ”

When Yan Chen had an accident, she could force herself to pay attention. Now that people are going to be fine, how can they not care about their bodies.

She knew how much this person cared about herself, and if she woke up and found that she had exhausted her body for him, she would definitely blame herself.

"Well, you just have a good idea. I won't say more, eat quickly, it will be cold for a while. ”

Seeing that although his sister's face was not good, her mental state was not bad, Mu Shangyu was relieved.

Yan Chen's condition stabilized, and Mu Shangqing informed his family that there was no need to run to the hospital if there was nothing to do, after all, everyone was not idle.

There are fewer people coming and going, and there is a rare tranquility in the spacious ward.

Mu Shangqing and Yi were lying on the escort bed not far from Yan Chen, and she was on her side, facing the sleeping person.

Although the person was still lying quietly on the bed without any reaction, Mu Shangqing's mood was much better.

Now she can touch this person and feel that this person still exists. It's no longer so much to look through a door, as if it's going to disappear at any moment.

The person has lost weight and his face is a little pale, so after he is discharged from the hospital, he must make up for it. Thinking about it, the corners of the person's mouth slowly hooked up a trace of inconspicuous arc.

Quietly, quietly, Mu Shangqing just looked at people like that, and slowly fell asleep.

There are a lot of them in the dream.

What happened in the previous life, what happened in this life, is intertwined.

And half-asleep and half-awake, Mu Shangqing saw himself in his previous life again. But after a complete death.

The cold corpse, without a trace of temperature, felt strange.

She looked at her funeral, at the man with whom she had the same look, reduced to ashes.

The funeral was heavy, and even if she watched from the sidelines, she was depressed and uncomfortable. But throughout the whole funeral, no one shed tears.

It's not that it's not sad, it's that it's already sad to the extreme.

She saw the man, the man named Yan Chen. There was no sadness or joy on the man's face, and the madness and despair before her death were gone, only the silence of no life.

Is it better to mourn than to die?, she thought.

At this time, he could think of something else, Mu Shangqing felt that his heart was really cold.

Those are her relatives, and the sadness is also for herself.

Her cemetery, the choice of nature is the best. Beautiful location, beautiful scenery, definitely for a great deal.

A box, a square inch in size, is the final destination of oneself.

Some are unwilling!

Mu Shangqing thought lightly, for the sake of himself who had died.

Thinking of her now, and then thinking of the previous her, although she is the same herself, but before she died, her heart was cold.

At the end of her short life, she has money, status, family affection, and the company of her family, but her heart has nothing.

The only thing that felt a little different was the last time I slept in bed.

The man named Yan Chen.

Mu Shangqing thought quietly while watching the funeral enter the final scene.

He rested in the ground, leaving only a smiling photo on the tombstone. She looked at it carefully, and it was indeed herself in the photo, but she couldn't remember when she had photographed it.

She remembers that except when she was very young, she was pulled by her mother Shang Nanqiang to take a few photos, and she never took them again.

The photo is very beautiful, with a slightly sideways face, although it is still cold and expressionless, but because I don't know what I am pondering, the cold and hard temperament is slightly softer.

And when he saw the words on the tablet clearly, Mu Shangqing's heart throbbed.

Light, but existential.

The deceased wife Mu Shangqing was married to her husband Yan Chen......

It turned out to be a tombstone erected in such a relationship. Unexpectedly, she and him ended up being husband and wife.

Thinking about it, there is a bad premonition in my heart.

But before she could think about it.

A chaotic "wooden barn" sound rang out, followed by a calm cemetery, filled with chaotic shouts.

The scene at the moment of the end of the burial, chaos.

Mu Shangqing was a little stunned by this sudden change in the scene. Why did the style of painting suddenly change to this scene?

However, under her careful observation, she found out the reason. Those who died had murdered her in the previous life.

Watching the chaos quietly is like watching a real-life version of a movie. Although it was for himself, Mu Shangqing didn't feel anything.

During the eye search, the man was found.

Yan Chen sat on the ground, leaning against the tombstone, looking at what was happening in front of him.

The eyes are unwavering, and it is none of their business.

In the cemetery, I don't know how many people were ambushed, and the people who were surrounded and suppressed did not have the slightest ability to resist.

Like a chicken and a dog, it fell apart in less than a moment. The sound of the fight had thinned out, and only the final clean-up remained.

"Shang Qing, look, they're all going to die. Those who hurt you, and those who intend to hurt you. Look, the land is dyed red by them, isn't the color beautiful?

Why do you want to go, leave me alone, I'm so lonely. In the silent night, without you, the cold blood and soul will freeze. ”

The voice was so flat that there were no ups and downs, and there were no emotional fluctuations. But the sorrow revealed in the voice made Mu Shangqing, who existed in another posture, feel the kind of sorrow that swallowed everything.

"Jingle Bell ......"

"Wang, the H base has been blown up, and all the relevant H personnel have been cleaned up. ”

From the other end of the phone, a man's slightly cold voice came.

"Thank you...... Ye, the fallen undead will be handed over to you after that. ”

After Yan Chen finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Xie, Xie Ye has successfully done such difficult things in such a short period of time. He can rest assured.

And at this moment, the whole cemetery fell silent. The purge is completely over.

Except for the people brought by the Mu family and Yan Chen, there was no superfluous living person.

And at the same time, the entire city of S was in an atmosphere of rumour.

The entire Xiang family was baptized in blood, and no one survived. The Yu family, second only to the Mu family, except for a few people Yu Rui, all the others also died. There are also many well-known families that have also turned to dust at the same time.

Few people knew the truth, and they only saw the earth red with blood.

"Shangqing, everything that needs to be done is finally done. I've checked very carefully, and there are absolutely no fish that have slipped through the net. For the sake of me being so serious, don't go too fast, wait for me, okay?"

The voice of the voice was low, as if with a pleading. In Mu Shangqing's heart, a bad feeling rose.

The body is faster than the mind.

At the time of thought, the man had already rushed over. She forgot how she was at this point......

"Bang!"

In the silent cemetery, the last "gun" sounded.

Mu Shangqing maintained the posture of stretching out his hand, watching the person slowly close his eyes.

The heart, in a throbbing pain.

It's not the pain when you're sick, I can't tell it, I don't know it, it's very painful anyway.

"Ahem, Shangqing, are you here to pick me up? You're really waiting for me, it's so good......"

Walked away with a smile. That kind of peace and beauty was something Mu Shangqing had never seen before.

She looked at the handsome and cold man, and slowly stopped breathing, turning into a corpse as cold as herself.

The difference is that I leave completely. And the other party ......

The weapon was specially made, and the part of the man's heart was completely blurred with flesh and blood.

Mu Shangqing looked at it and wanted to do something, but now she can't do anything, she can only watch. Why did she want to ask, but the answer was already in her heart.

That heart, even if she replaces, it is impossible for her to come back alive. Why blame yourself? It's not his fault.

The surrounding noise sounded one after another, but in Mu Shangqing's eyes, there was only the man who fell next to the tombstone.

It turned out that in the previous life, after she left, this man was still there after all, and he went with her.

The hand touches the position of the heart.

Now she doesn't have any touch. But for some reason, it just felt hot and swollen, as if something would stir up at any moment.

The wind blew coldly, blowing away the fallen leaves on the branches, blowing away the smoke of gunpowder, blowing away the bloody breath, but it couldn't blow away the love in my heart.

In the past, Mu Shangqing couldn't feel what the so-called love was. In her mind, it was nothing but the imagination of people at leisure.

Now she still doesn't know what love is, but she feels it clearly.

Love, all the love that came from another man to her.

Although the man was humble and did not say any love to her, the man's love was not humble. That's all a man can give her.

Sacrifice the last of your life......

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