Time passed suddenly, and it was already more than a month since that day was goodbye, and the autumn light was already old, and there seemed to be a hint of winter.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

There was another heavy cough in the desolate and cold house, and the wind in the yard shook the old trees, and a cold chill was blown through the windows into the old house, and into the bones of men.

"Mrs. He, are you alright? Did you drink the medicine just now? ”

Mo Xiaoxiao helped Lu Wenyan up on the sickbed, and at the same time gently patted her on the back to smooth her breath, and cared for her.

This Lu Wenyan has been ill since he came back from visiting He Hongfu, and he has not improved for a whole month, and he has been able to continue his life with medicinal soup all day long, as if the autumn cold has been poured into his bones, and he can't dispel it.

Lu Wenyan smiled lightly, obviously smiling so bitterly: "It's okay, don't worry if I'm fine, I know my own body, I'm afraid, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive this winter." ”

After Mo Xiaoxiao heard her words, she comforted again: "Mrs. He, don't say that, you have a heart disease, as long as you have a good mentality, this disease will naturally get better, don't think too much, everything will slowly get better!" ”

It was a pale night in the East, all the creatures were under a black sky that was both empty and blue, peeking at the lights and candles in the black curtain, He Yuwen had been running around the hospital and the dilapidated home for a month, just like a wandering spirit, constantly trekking back and forth tirelessly, those days were also difficult, it seemed that everyone had learned the news of the He family, and the reputation of the He family was also discredited, and the patients and peers in the hospital had a bit of a taste of falling into the well, but they didn't know what to say.

He Yuwen dragged his tired body, wore a cold shirt, and walked over lightly from outside the door, wearing stars and moons, as if he was stained with a little moonlight, and there was a thin white mist between his eyebrows, which looked extraordinarily pale and cold.

"Squeak......

Pushing the door, I saw Mo Xiaoxiao dozing off on the chair in the living room, maybe his voice was too soft, maybe she was too tired and didn't notice his coming, still leaning on the table and chair, slightly closed her eyes, and fell asleep indifferently.

He hadn't even looked at the girl in front of him, and he had the impression that she was trouble-loving and dead-eyed, stubborn and strong, weak and kind. Looking at her slightly undulating breathing, the eyelashes that trembled slightly when breathing, like black feathers, vivid, delicate and moving, at this time, I don't know why, there was a slight wind outside the window.

He Yuwen walked to the window gently, closed the window, and walked to her side again, not waking her up, but feeling that the night was cold, he took a coat and gently covered her body.

Suddenly, it seemed to alarm her, perhaps because she was naturally sensitive, and suddenly woke up: "Ah, you, when are you coming back." ”

He Yuwen just tugged at the corners of his mouth slightly, and quickly put away the tenderness he had inadvertently revealed, and nodded slightly.

"Is my mother asleep?"

Mo Xiaoxiao nodded and sighed: "I just fell asleep, but I think Mrs. He's condition seems to be getting worse and worse." ”

He Yuwen's eyebrows seemed to be covered with a gray and gloomy mist, and he said softly after a moment: "Okay, I know." ”

The powerless things in life seem to be like a tormenting beast, which makes people helpless but sigh and blame themselves.

"Squeak...!"

It was another cool breeze, and with the sound of pushing the door, it poured in, only to see He Yuhua dressed in black, coming in from outside, his face seemed to be the kind of relaxed and carefree that he hadn't seen for a long time, and his cold face seemed to be a little colder than frost, different from He Yuwen's coldness, it was a little bit sharp.

"Big brother, Miss Mo."

He Yuwen was obviously a little annoyed by his attitude of turning a deaf ear, so he reprimanded a few words: "Yuhua, what are you busy with when you go out early and return late this day, don't you know that your mother is so sick?" The whole person runs out, and you don't know how to share some of the things at home, when will you grow up. ”

He Yuhua slowly took off his coat, hung it up, and responded with a cold expression: "Big brother, don't worry about me, I have my own things to do." ”

Seeing his attitude, He Yuwen may have been under too much pressure in his heart, and the resentment that had accumulated in his heart these days, he burst out, raised the volume decibels, and roared at him: "Busy and busy, you have to be busy alone, right?" You are idle all day long and embarrassed to say that you are busy, this month, when did you not step out of the dew to welcome the court, and return with the stars and the moon? You don't care about your dying mother when you are sick, don't you feel a trace of guilt in your heart? Are you a man? ”

"I'm not a man, am you? Today's ending caused by this family, do you dare to say that you don't have a little responsibility? ”

He Yuhua's words were extremely indifferent, and he blurted out so straightforwardly, as if he was talking about a very ordinary thing, and he didn't even look back, and poured himself a glass of water.

"Smack! …！ ”

He Yuwen was so angry when he saw that he didn't care about it, and he was furious that he hated that iron could not become steel, and he threw the cup he was pouring water into the ground, and instantly shattered into a cup of residue, just like a living human heart, heaven and hell in an instant, scattered to the ground, broken into thin pieces.

"How can the He family, how can he raise something like you, how can you wake up, do you think you are still the carefree He Ergongzi now? It's time for you to wake up, and no one can pave the way for you. ”

In the face of He Yuwen's such a big rage, the sudden temper and anger made He Yuhua stunned, and then slowly turned his head and gently pulled the corners of his mouth, evoking a seemingly nonchalant smile, and said coldly.

"And what do you want me to do? Like you, you are incompetent and talk all day long about what family is going to rise, but you can't do anything and do nothing? It's really you, not me and my good big brother, you stick to your so-called original intention, what do you get? Do you have to be pleasing and merciful when you are trampled underfoot, and deal with it in the lofty way of those saints? As a result, have you succeeded now? ”

He Yuwen was stunned in place after hearing his words, silent, his mind was buzzing, his heart was like a knife and chaotic, and a painful expression appeared unconsciously.

"Hehe, there is no justice and fairness in this world at all, what methods others use to fight back, don't say that I am indifferent and ruthless, this world is like this, I can see through it, competing interests, where there are eternal friends and enemies, only eternal interests."

He Yuwen said earnestly: "So, you already have a plan, right?" I just want to advise you, don't go down any crooked paths, don't go against your own heart, no matter how upside down the world is, as long as you are right, no one can make you crooked. ”

As soon as He Yuwen's voice fell, He Yuhua went back to his room, like a gust of wind from the night, He Yuwen became more and more unpredictable, what his younger brother had experienced, he was really afraid that he would become as ruthless and unrighteous as those people, and exchange his heart and conscience for the glamorous stability and prosperity of his life.

I don't know how the night was spent, and the entanglement and loss are faintly painful, disturbing people from sleeping.

Lu Wenyan's illness is getting worse and worse, and he hasn't eaten a grain of rice for several days, just barely surviving on some decoctions, and he doesn't know how long it will take.

Next......

He Yuwen crouched in front of Lu Wenyan's bed, feeling pity and sadness, he was very afraid of losing her: "Mother, how do you feel today?" How can your body withstand it if you don't eat, come and eat. ”

Lu Wenyan's pale face was filled with a weak smile, gently stroked He Yuwen's face, and said lovingly and gently: "Son, it's not that my mother doesn't want to eat, I can't eat it, I dream these days, I dream at night, I dream that your father is in a dark room, beaten bloody, and his white clothes are soaked, do you think this is true?" I can't sleep or eat at night, my heart is blocked and stuffy, my head is dizzy, I can't keep up my spirits, I am a sign that the limit is coming!! ”

"Mother, I don't allow you to curse yourself like this, you have to get better quickly, I'll take you to see your father again, all dreams are fake, don't think nonsense, your father is also very concerned about you, how can you bear to abuse yourself like this."

He Yuwen could no longer suppress the sorrow in his heart, and comforted his mother with red eyes.

When she said this, there was no trace of pain and fear on her face, and she looked fearless, only when she was ahead of her father, she would show a little regret and regret and unwillingness.

"No one can leave this world alive, birth, old age, sickness and death are just a process that people must go through, even if they really have to leave one day, what is there to be sad and regretful, don't be sad that what should come will come, no one can escape, but I still have a regret, that is, I didn't come to your father as promised, I didn't go to his appointment as scheduled, I'm afraid I will fail him."

He Yuwen kept shaking his head, he kept silent, he didn't want to listen to these words, he felt impossible, everything was in a hurry too ruthless, and before he could react, it had already come, which caught people off guard and had to accept it.

A ray of sunlight came in again, through the crack in the window, like a path to heaven, this is a beam of evening light, a beam of sun belonging to the twilight, the weather has been gloomy all day, and it has been cold for several days, the dawn is only late at this twilight, is it trying to make up for the cold of these days?

The sunset is infinitely good, but it is just near dusk, if all the darkness and cold are so enveloped in a person's life, and only in the twilight of a person begins to warm the soul that has long been like frost, then is it good or evil......