Lu Wenyan's eyes were blank, he looked at the remnants of the window in a trance, and said to himself in a state of amazement: "I really want to disappoint you this time He Lang, I can't wait for you, you are too late, I can't wait too late, my regret in this life is that I can't see you in person before I die......"

He Yuwen looked at her so desperate and painful, and kept holding her hand tightly, shaking her head and roaring: "Mother, mother don't, don't, no, no, no!! ”

Lu Wenyan's face was pale like a bleak white paper, he looked emotional and painful, dragging his sick body to use all his strength to say word by word: "Yu Wen, if next time, next time you can see your father, you tell him for me, saying that I have waited for him, and I have a deep love with him and Ming in this life, although I have died without regrets, that is, it is ......"

Before she could finish speaking, she felt a warm and fishy liquid gushing out of her lungs, suppressing everything she wanted to say.

"Poof......

A stream of bright red liquid sprayed out of the pale air, sprinkled on the plain mattress, and the corners of the miserable white mouth, and splashed a little on He Yuwen's slender and white arm, in the light of a touch of the residual sun, it looked so dazzling and eye-catching, shocking......

He Yuwen hugged her tightly and kept calling: "Mother, mother...!" ”

The remnant sun shone on her side face, reflecting her pale and fragile, and also reflecting the blood so terrifying, like a red rose soaked in blood under the cold moonlight.

In the end, she still died, with regret and unwillingness, she reluctantly left after the sun on the last day, and left in a hurry before the twilight, so calmly and peacefully, with the last ray of sunshine in front of the bed, turned around and walked into the darkness.

Fate is so ruthless and unjust, thinking that everything is the same, and I don't want to say goodbye again from the moment I go, it is no longer different from the past, and the ending is predestined, thinking that the future is long who knows whether the road ahead is a high wall or a valley, and the cruelty of the years is that all the turning points are a last resort, this is a road that does not know the length and does not know the joys and sorrows.

All the way is hard, all the way to the scenery, don't ask the way back.

When life is as calm as water, we always feel that time is long, the sun, moon and stars are always there, spring goes to autumn and comes every year, everything is still expected, but we forget that some love is too late after all, it is rushed, it is unexpected, because time is a free body, it comes and goes, it is unconscious, it is ruthless and will not wait for people.

If it's too late, don't forget to treat it as if this is the last time you'll see you, love you, and have you.

Mo Xiaoxiao boiled the decoction, cautiously came from the kitchen, and deliberately let it cool before bringing it in.

"Mrs. He, I have boiled the medicine for you, today's medicine ......"

Mo Xiaoxiao was talking to herself, and she was frightened by the scene in front of her......

"Smack!! …”

The decoction in his hand knocked over to the ground, staining the broken light and shadow on the ground that witnessed life and death.

I saw He Yuwen lying on the head of the bed, crying bitterly and hugging Lu Wenyan's cold body, her face was pale without a trace of blood, her scattered hair swayed with the slight wind, the red residue at the corner of her mouth was so shocking, and the pool of blood on the bedding was sprinkled there so openly, as if she was telling something.

"Mrs. He, Mrs. He, Mrs. He, what's wrong with her......"

Mo Xiaoxiao was dull for a moment, and hurriedly ran over......

That night, it seemed to come very early and very fast, just in the blink of an eye, the night was already low, and the day was gone, and the wind outside the window was also wailing, as if they had also learned the mourning news, and they were mourning each other, it was the winter time, and they sent away the person who was originally spring.

He Yuwen was sad, and had already changed into a new dress for her, which was her favorite purple embroidered cheongsam, and tied up her messy hair in strands, he clearly remembered that his mother's love before her death, she was a woman who loved clean and beautiful, so she had to leave with a decent appearance for her.

A person's life is a flash in the pan, people die like a lamp goes out, fluttering and leisurely is a lifetime, and the handwriting of fate is different, but the only fair thing is that all people come naked with nothing, and they don't take anything with them when they go, but they sleep in the loess together with the memories of love and hatred.

Mo Xiaoxiao was also lingering and compassionate, with scarlet eyes, guarding his side to witness this bleak and sad scene, she didn't know whether Mrs. He was relieved or deprived of her heart, and she couldn't believe that a soul that was originally alive and could be happy and sad and loved and resentful turned into a cold corpse lying there in an instant, like a drop of water, dripping into the sea, and suddenly disappeared, but you obviously knew that it was there, but you couldn't feel that she was there, so ethereal and ethereal.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

At this time, a knock on the door broke the atmosphere of this originally heavy and sad situation, and without guessing, you can know that He Yuhua has wandered around for a day and returned.

"Squeak!! …”

Mo Xiaoxiao walked over lightly, opened the closed door, and saw He Yuhua, who was tired and had a face frozen purple by the cold wind, and the strangeness on Mo Xiaoxiao's face seemed to be noticed by him.

"What's wrong, you look so haggard, what's going on?"

Listening to He Yuhua's inquiry, Mo Xiaoxiao shook his head, with a bitter face, and said slowly: "You go in and take a look, your mother is her, your mother has already gone to ......"

As soon as Mo Xiaoxiao's words fell, He Yuhua's hand that was taking off his coat immediately stopped, panicked, his face was nervous, his expression was in a trance of disbelief, and he almost roared: "What, impossible!" ”

After saying that, he hurriedly rushed to the back room, and did not even have time to hang up the clothes that had fallen on the ground.

When He Yuhua rushed to the house, he saw He Yuwen, who was depressed and sad and excessively sad, with red eyes, sitting aside and feeling lost, just quietly guarding her like that, ignoring him, he pounced directly: "Mother, mother......"

She still lay there so lovingly and peacefully, her mouth slightly open, as if she had a lot to say, but her cold body no longer supported her thoughts and love.

He Yuhua cried and shouted, tearful self-blame and guilt, and knelt in front of her cold corpse like that: "Mother, mother, I'm late, my son is not filial or filial, don't talk like this, don't ignore me, you get up, get up and beat me and scold me, I have absolutely no complaints, I am wrong, mother, I am wrong...!" ”

"Enough, can you let my mother walk at ease, can you stop making noise, and give me a quieter."

He Yuwen on the side roared coldly with a heavy face.

He Yuhua was teary-eyed, beating his chest, and felt sorry for himself: "Woo woo...... I'm sorry I know it's wrong, I shouldn't have left you, I was wrong, I was wrong!! …”

"Since you already knew this, why bother at the beginning, the light boat has already crossed the Ten Thousand Mountains, what is the use of being in such a cozy state now, but it makes my mother go restless......"

He Yuhua slowly stood up from the side of her bed with tears stained, and slowly walked to He Yuwen's side, the corners of her mouth slightly hooked up with a sarcastic fake smile: "Do you think you are great again?" It was your cowardice and incompetence that made your mother die in tears, let your father not cry out for grievances, and let the He family not see the light of day, are you more capable than me? What justice, what original intention, what morality and righteousness, all are fake, you are the most hypocritical person, you coward! ”

"Smack...!"

Suddenly, a loud slap echoed throughout the room, piercing the dead silence.

"You're enough, and you're not ashamed to speak out."

He Yuhua smiled coldly: "Hehe, since you are incompetent, don't meddle in everything I will do in the future, you don't dare to do bad people, I'll do it." ”

………

That long night, in addition to accepting the sudden heart-wrenching pathos, He Yuwen also endured the torture of He Yuhua's words word by word, and the guilt and entanglement in his heart repeatedly pushed him into the abyss. After thinking about it, I was exhausted, and I lay down in front of the cool window, and I had to rush overnight to write a letter to my sister who was far away from the ocean and didn't know about it......

I vaguely remember that after that day, it rained for three days in a row, and the light rain was dripping, as if it had absorbed all the sorrow of the world, and it rained extremely indifferently for three days, which was the time in winter, and it was a bleak and cold rain in the cold winter.

Because she didn't like cold and rainy days when she was alive, she chose a bustling sunny day to be buried, which was a bright day with warm sunlight and slight cold.

The two brothers of the He family, that day, even went back and forth to the ancestral cemetery in Bizhou, placed her soul, and fought with many deserted tombs, and was in the company of Changfeng Huangcang, and slept in the loess.

Those deep and shallow memories and love were left there, and they ended on that day.

From dawn to dusk, a few traces of vicissitudes of life and painful black shadows dragged away alone, taking away the grief and regret, a vast world, adding new hatred to the deserted tomb, and shining under the rolling sunset and the desolation of whose house.

How can someone who has never lost his loved ones experience the feeling of losing his loved ones in a heart-wrenching way!