"Rui'er-" Lan Xin hissed exhausted, pushing Jian Yi away with all his might, and the madman pounced on him like a madman: "Rui'er, Rui'er-"

The ashes stained her face, but her hands fluttered on the ground, trying to pick up the ashes scattered on the ground.

Tears crossed his cheeks and splashed on the ashes, Lan Xin collapsed emotionally and closed the surrounding ashes with his palm, held them up with his hands and put them in the urn, and said hoarsely: "Rui'er, mom is here, mom takes you away, we will leave here forever, mom packed you up, there is nothing left." ”

Jian Yi was about to collapse, he got up from the ground, pushed Wen Tianliu away, and shouted with all his might: "Why are you doing this? Rui'er is also your grandson! ”

Wen Tianliu didn't expect that his son, who was dependent on him, would push him, his heel was unsteady, he took a few steps back, and said in shock: "I think you're crazy!" ”

"I'm crazy, crazy, driven crazy by you!" Jian Yi's forehead swelled, and her fists were clenched, but she finally walked up to Lan Xin and hugged her: "Don't pick it up again." ”

Lan Xin suddenly turned around and pushed him to the ground, emotional: "Get out!! ”

Jian Yi fell to the ground, her hands propped behind her back, staring at her in a daze.

Why is this happening?

Why?

Lan Xin frantically picked up the ashes on the ground, and put them in the box little by little, even if she had finished picking it up in the end, she was smearing the ground with her hands, as if she didn't want to stay in Jane's house with a little dust.

Lan Xin closed the lid, held the urn tightly in both hands and shrunk into the corner, his whole body trembled, and he stared at Jian Yi who had been staring at him in front of him vigilantly.

Her hands were wrapped around the urn, as if she wanted to blend in and not let anyone snatch her baby.

Wen Qianliu came today to drive Lan Xin out, but thinking of her son's attitude towards her just now, she had to leave the villa temporarily, she didn't want to take revenge in the end, but she lost her son.

After holding the urn, Lanxin refused to let go.

She sat on the ground all the time, not letting anyone near her.

As soon as Jian Yi got close to her, she would hiss and scream, and her emotions were out of control.

Jian Yi remembered what the doctor said, and was afraid that she would be stimulated again, so she could only let Aunt Huang take care of her.

Aunt Huang brought dinner, stared at Lan Xin sitting motionless on the ground, the urn on her knees, her hands clasped tightly, her face resting on it, staring at a certain dot without blinking, like a shell, which made her heartache irreparable.

Although she is only a nanny, she has taken care of her wife here for three years, and her wife is kind and kind to her, and she is as old as her own daughter, so looking at her all these years is like looking at her own daughter.

"Madam, you haven't eaten for a day, eat a little."

Lan Xin moved, hugged the urn tighter, and shrunk in even more.

"Madame......"

Aunt Huang didn't dare to approach, so she could only take the porridge and try to persuade again: "Madam, eat something, the little master has left, he likes you the most, if he sees you now, he will definitely be sad." ”

Lan Xin didn't move, just stared at Aunt Huang vigilantly.

Aunt Huang sighed, so she had to put the bowl on the ground: "Madam, then I'll go out, if you're hungry, eat by yourself." ”

She knew that Lan Xin was afraid that Rui'er's urn would be snatched away.

Glancing at Lan Xin with a heartache, Aunt Huang had no choice but to get up and leave, closing the door gently.