When night fell, Meng Wanyin walked out of the doctor's office, the doctor's words were still ringing in her ears, and there was a painful feeling in her heart from time to time, Meng Wanyin looked up at the ceiling, only feeling dizzy.

The mobile phone rang suddenly, Meng Wanyin opened the mobile phone and saw the call from Yue Jiangcheng.

"I need to have a meeting in the evening, so I won't pick you up." Yue Jiangcheng said in a deep voice. He sat in the office, his fingers pressed his temples, his mood was very depressed, the new project was suppressed by Bai, and the situation was very bad.

"Okay." Meng Wanyin replied softly, and did not tell him what had just happened.

She knew very well how busy Yue Jiangcheng was with work, there was no point in disturbing him at this time, and even if he came, his mother would not be better.

When she returned to the ward, she saw her mother's eyes closed, her old face full of wrinkles, and tears rolling in Meng Wanyin's eyes, how could she keep her mother's life?

"Mom." Meng Wanyin was lying beside her mother, her heart was full of pain, she had never seen her biological mother since she was a child, and Su Junru was her mother.

However, her mother is about to leave her.

The second hand turned minute by minute, Meng Wanyin listened to every minute and every second, her eyes were full of sadness, she sat on the edge of the bed, unable to sleep all night.

At five o'clock in the morning, Meng Wanyin felt that her mother was cold, she was afraid to touch her mother's hands, and then quickly ran out and called a doctor.

After a doctor's examination, the mother had no vital signs and no possibility of waking up.

Meng Wanyin stared at her mother's body, there were no tears in her eyes, she suddenly understood what extreme sadness was, that is, she couldn't cry.

She looked at her mother in a daze, wrapped in white, those bright eyes would never look at her again, and the wrinkled hands would never touch her again.

"Mom, I'm going to miss you." Meng Wanyin pulled away the white cloth, looked at her mother's face, and muttered, she was lying there as if she was asleep, if it wasn't for the doctor's judgment, she even felt that her mother would open her eyes after a while and ask her what time it was......

However, the reality is sad, Su Junru has passed away forever, and she goes to heaven and chooses a new life.

"Miss Meng, the festival is changing." The nurse walked over and whispered comfortingly.

Meng Wanyin didn't speak, just looked at her mother quietly, not moving.

Yue Jiangcheng, who soon received the news, rushed over and saw Meng Wanyin kneeling on the ground, her face full of tears, and Su Junru had been pushed into the morgue.

"Evening groan." Yue Jiangcheng screamed softly and hugged her into his arms, he didn't expect this to happen, and he regretted it even more, he didn't, he was by her side at this critical moment.

Meng Wanyin was like a rag doll that had lost her soul, sitting stupidly in Yue Jiangcheng's arms, her once sparkling eyes had no color.

She still couldn't accept it, her mother left like this, and her only relative, the most important person in her heart, just left.

"Mommy gone?" Meng Wanyin raised her head, looked at Yue Jiangcheng and asked in disbelief.

"Let's go, mom walked peacefully, she doesn't want you to be like this." Yue Jiangcheng hugged Meng Wanyin tightly and said in a hoarse voice.

After experiencing the news of the death of a loved one, no one can easily accept it, and Meng Wanyin is even more so, she has not eaten for two whole days, lying in bed every day, like a lost soul.

The third day was the funeral held by Yue Jiangcheng for Su Junru, he arranged everything properly, Meng Wanyin looked at the strange relatives, and was in pain in front of the portrait of her mother, as if she was really sad.

She closed her eyes, maybe that's okay, some people rarely appear in their lives, and they always let their mothers see each other after they die.

The sky gradually began to rain lightly, and Meng Wanyin stood under the tree, staring at her mother in the posthumous image, feeling like a world away.

It seems that yesterday she was still in her mother's arms, giggling and playing in that small home, and in the blink of an eye, her mother left her, leaving her alone, in this lonely world.

Although she has a husband and a child, Meng Wanyin felt uneasy with a low heart, the child was not her own, and Yue Jiangcheng and I seemed to be wrong at the beginning.

Tears slid down her eyes, Meng Wanyin turned around and walked on the road, she needed to think about it, what should she do next?

How long can she last in this marriage?

However, no one gave her an answer, she raised her head, the clouds were thick, her face was wet with rain, her black hair was condensed together, and Meng Wanyin didn't care.

A car made a dry ear sound, Meng Wanyin turned her head and saw Yue Jiangcheng parking the car in front of her, her deep black eyes full of worry.

"Why are you here?" Meng Wanyin asked with a weak face, and fainted to the ground in the next second.

Yue Jiangcheng hurriedly got out of the car and reported Meng Wanyin into his arms, she hadn't eaten much for three days, it was no wonder if she didn't faint, he was originally preparing for Su Junjun's funeral, but in a blink of an eye, he saw that she was gone.

Seeing that the little woman in his arms had lost a lot of weight in those days, and the corners of her eyes were red, like a little rabbit that had been bullied, the corners of Yue Jiangcheng's mouth hooked up a helpless smile.

No matter how busy the company was, he put it down, and with all the work at hand, he accompanied Meng Wanyin to take care of the funeral inside and out, just to let her know that even if her mother died, she still had relatives in this world.

He always took care of her and protected her.

When she woke up again, it was in the hospital, Meng Wanyin looked at the ceiling, her eyes were blank, her fingers were gently pulled, pulling her back to reality, Meng Wanyin turned her head and saw Yue Jinyu.

"Mom, are you okay?" Yue Jinyu asked cautiously, his big eyes full of sadness.

He was also very sad to learn the news of his grandmother's death, although he didn't get along with his grandmother much, but he knew that his grandmother was very important to his mother.

Just like his mother did to him.

"Why are you here?" The corners of Meng Wanyin's mouth hooked up a faint smile, and she asked in a hoarse voice.

She felt some comfort when she saw her son, who was like a little angel from God, and his every move and smile made her feel warm.

"It was an aunt who sent me here." Yue Jinyu frowned and said.

He saw a strange aunt in the morning, and then he received a call from his father, asking him to go to the hospital with the strange aunt to visit his mother, which he originally resisted.

Because of this strange aunt, it is very strange, when she saw him, she shouted at her son, and she was very intimate, but he knew that his mother only had Meng Wanyin, when did she have another one?

"Auntie?" Meng Wanyin was a little puzzled, when did there be an extra aunt in the family.

"yes, she asked me to call him Mom!" Yue Jinyu's face was full of displeasure, his big black eyes were full of light.