Coming out of Song Xiwan's house, Mo Xiaoxiao was very worried, and her heart was inevitably heavy, she dragged her legs as if they had been filled with lead, returned to her room, took out a pen and paper from the bookshelf, and prepared to write a letter to Yang Zhe.

The words she wanted to say were on her lips, there were a thousand words but she didn't know where to start for a while, those thoughts like a flood surged up at once, her heart was uncomfortable, she didn't dare to write down that fact on paper, as if it would soon become true when she wrote it, she couldn't bear it, and finally thought about it, or put pen to paper, but only wrote a few words on the huge letter.

"Wan'er is seriously ill and critical, come back quickly."

After writing these words, Mo Xiaoxiao's heart suddenly twitched, she didn't even dare to look at it, so she hurriedly stuffed the letter into a brown paper envelope, and immediately got up and walked outside, for fear that if it was a little late, she would regret writing those words, and then take it out and destroy it.

In the early morning of the second day, Mo Xiaoxiao was still asleep when he heard a rapid knock on the door from outside.

She felt that she was too tired, she had no strength in her body, she had insomnia for a while last night, and these days it was still peaceful, but the trivial matters at home had made her fall into a cycle of distress again, and it was not until dawn that she fell asleep with her belated sleepiness.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

Mo Xiaoxiao endured her sleepiness, opened her eyes in a daze, and felt a strong ray of light coming.

"Miss, Miss is not good, hurry up, the old lady is looking for you in a hurry, the young grandmother is afraid, I'm afraid it won't work!" Just as Mo Xiaoxiao was still drowsy, a hundred thousand anxious voices came, mixed with a lot of panic and anxiety.

"What!" As soon as the words fell, Mo Xiaoxiao only slowed down for a second, and suddenly subconsciously, she bounced up from the bed, her eyes widened, looking at the bright light in front of her, her head was at a loss.

The people outside the door also heard Mo Xiaoxiao's voice, so they said in a panic: "Miss, go and take a look, the old lady is there alone now, waiting for you to get an idea!" ”

Mo Xiaoxiao listened to her words, hurriedly got off the bed, put on a coat at random, hurriedly put on shoes, and rushed out.

Her heart was panicked and confused, almost running all the way out, it was a sunny weather outside, the sun was a little dazzling, but Mo Xiaoxiao felt full of cold.

By the time Mo Xiaoxiao ran into Song Xiwan's house in the backyard, the house had already fallen into a terrible dead silence.

The lights in the room were on, and they were pale everywhere, Song Xiwan was lying on the bed with an ugly face, her eyes were not shining, and she looked sickly, Lin Yushu sat in front of her bed with a sad face, and the old tears held her hand tightly, so the facial expressions of the people at the scene were very heavy, as if there was a huge dark cloud hanging over the Yang family, which made everyone breathless.

However, Song Xiwan was surprisingly calm, her face was like a white magnolia, delicate and pale, her lips gradually turned cyan, she was wearing a light pink silk pajamas, her hair was neatly combed aside, and she looked very safe.

"Sister-in-law." Mo Xiaoxiao walked into the room and looked at the sad scene in front of her, she almost burst into tears, but she saw Song Xiwan smiling at her, very calm, as if she was as quiet as a virgin stamen.

"Xiao Yu, you're here." Song Xiwan dragged her faint voice and asked Mo Xiaoxiao, her voice was very small, her voice was like a thin mosquito, it could be seen that she was so weak that she didn't have any strength, even the forced smile seemed to be very hard to laugh.

Mo Xiaoxiao nodded, she lay on the side of her bed, looking at her intently, feeling very uncomfortable: "Sister-in-law, how do you feel......

Song Xi said shallowly, her voice was very thin, and Mo Xiaoxiao had to lean in to hear it: "I'm fine, don't worry." ”

"Sister-in-law, don't scare me, I've already found a doctor for you, you have to rest well, take medicine well, you'll be fine, you'll be fine." Mo Xiaoxiao wanted to cry without tears, so she could only endure the discomfort in her heart to comfort her.

Song Xiwan shook her head slightly, and said to her seriously: "Xiao Yu, I know I don't have much time......

"No, don't, I don't, you can't talk nonsense...!" Mo Xiaoxiao hurriedly shook her head like a rattle, with a serious look, and immediately retorted to her.

"Xiao Yu, don't talk, listen to me, okay?" Song Xiwan looked at her gently, like a breeze gently caressing the garden.

Mo Xiaoxiao nodded, tears were rolling in her eyes, but she was worried that she would feel sad when Song Xiwan saw her, so she held back.

"Xiao Yu, I may be leaving forever soon, do you want to promise me, after I leave, take care of my only child and Ah Zhe for me, he will be the only one who will maintain the only bond between me and Ah Zhe in the future, I hope he will grow up safely, no illness and no pain, when he grows up, you tell him that he has a mother who loves him very much, I made him some clothes, a total of seven or eight sets can probably be worn until he reaches adulthood, it is made for a stitch and a thread, you help me give it to him."

Song Xi Wanyun said lightly, a light of regret appeared in her eyes, she suddenly fell silent when she said this, thought for a while, sighed, and seemed to be nostalgic and reluctant.

"Actually, I don't have any regrets, and one more thing is Ah Zhe, I didn't see him for the last time, which is a pity, maybe this is the most distressing thing in my life, you have to tell him for me, I have no regrets in my life to marry him, but I can't grow old together when I see each other, if there is an afterlife, if there is an afterlife, I still want to be his most beloved wife. Come to think of it, this goodbye is forever, tell him not to worry about me, if he meets a beautiful woman again, he will choose a virtuous and virtuous woman to go to the rest of his life, so that I can also feel at ease. ”

Song Xiwan said and talked, her withered face suddenly had a hint of vitality, she smiled shallowly, not like a forced smile, but like a real wish from the bottom of her heart.

"Sister-in-law, I will definitely remember your words." Mo Xiaoxiao nodded, her heart was as uncomfortable as being pricked by a needle, all along, Mo Xiaoxiao thought that Song Xiwan was as good as her own sister, her gentleness, her virtuous and virtuous virtue, her down-and-out generosity, she was a real lady, showing tenderness everywhere, how could she stand it when she said goodbye in such a hurry.

Song Xiwan looked at Mo Xiaoxiao, gentle as a pool of lake water, she was slightly silent before continuing to speak: "Xiao Yu, I wrote a letter to Ah Zhe here, you will give it to him when he comes back, I know very well that he has a deep affection for me, he will definitely be grieved for my departure, but I don't want to see him like this, you give this to him, he will naturally understand." ”

As Song Xiwan spoke, she took out an envelope wrapped in an envelope from under the pillow on the side and handed it to her.

Lin Yushu on the side couldn't stand such grief anymore, she covered her face with a handkerchief, and hurriedly turned around, unwilling to face such a life-and-death parting scene again.

"Sister-in-law......" Mo Xiaoxiao finally couldn't hold back the grief in her heart, she felt that there was a strong grief in her heart, swallowing up the last bit of reason and strength she had disguised, and the grief that was as fierce as a flood enveloped her.

Mo Xiaoxiao held the envelope tightly in her hand, and went to her bedside and cried with a whimper.

"Xiao Yu, aunt ......" Song Xiwan was frightened by the sad emotions of Mo Xiaoxiao's mother and daughter, although she knew that it was inevitable, it can be seen that they were uncomfortable, she was still very sad and even guilty, and she said to the two of them: "Don't feel sorry for me, I can't see you like this, let me go at ease, otherwise I will feel guilty." ”

She said in an extremely weak voice, looking at the two of them intently.

Mo Xiaoxiao listened to her words, then slowly raised her head, wiped away the teardrops on her eyes with her sleeve, sniffed and looked at her with an aggrieved face.

Lin Yushu stood up, she was still holding the handkerchief wet with her tears tightly in her hand, turned her head, glanced at Song Xiwan who was as weak as a paper man in distress, and couldn't help crying again, so she simply walked quickly towards the door.

Xiao Er on the side saw Lin Yushu going out grief-stricken, and she hurriedly followed.

At that time, there were only a few family members left in the house, and the three girls who were guarding on the side and Mo Xiaoxiao alone.