Nan Zhihe came, he walked in with red eyes and said, "Dad, everything is ready, can you send it in now?" ”

Nam Jae-hoon couldn't hear his words, Xu Qiao turned around and said, "Wait a minute, he can't see those now." ”

The syringe was held in her hand for a long time, but there was no way to inject it into her.

Suddenly, Su Wei opened her eyes, she smiled, although her eyes still couldn't see, but she was in the direction of Nam Jae-hoon, and whispered: "Jae-hoon, goodbye, I love you very much." ”

The syringe in his hand fell on the carpet, and Nan Zhihe stepped forward to pick it up and throw it into the trash. Nam Jae-hoon leaned over and dropped a kiss on Su Wei's lips: "Xiao Wei, goodbye, I'll wait for you to come back, I love you, I love you very much." ”

She said, "I know, what about attachment? I just heard him seem to be coming. ”

"Mom, I'm here." Nan Zhihe knelt in front of the bed and held Su Wei's hand, she wanted to raise her hand to touch her son's face, but she didn't have the strength. Nan Zhihe held her hand and put it on his face: "Mom, goodbye, I'll wait for you with Dad." ”

"Good son, Mom failed to raise you, and she couldn't watch you marry a wife and have children, I'm sorry, Mom is sorry for you."

Nan Zhihe didn't dare to exert himself, and gently leaned his head on his mother's arms. Xu Qiao watched the family say goodbye, he gritted his teeth and didn't let himself make a sound, he was afraid that if he spoke out, he would scold God for injustice, which would ruin such a sad and beautiful picture.

When he picked up the medicine and syringe, Xu Qiao's hand couldn't stop trembling, and he handed the syringe to Nam Jae-hoon, this task can only be completed by him, and it can only be completed by him.

Su Wei closed his eyes, clasped his hands in front of him, Nan Zhihe kept kneeling in front of the bed, he lowered his head and didn't dare to look.

At the moment when he pushed the medicine, Nam Jae-hoon burst into tears, no one could have the same experience as him, and he sent away the person he loved the most with his own hands, and there were still decades for him to suffer alone.

Xu Qiao didn't know what to do, so he touched Nan Zhihe's shoulder and motioned for him to probe Su Wei's artery. Nan Zhihe's hand trembled uncontrollably when he raised it, and when he touched Su Wei's carotid artery, he collapsed. Although everything is known, it is still unacceptable when it actually happens.

Nam Jae-hoon calmed down at this time and persuaded his son: "Haven't you experienced it in the mirror, don't think about it, it's better for her." ”

Xu Qiao stepped forward to pick up Nan Zhihe, he refused to get up, and when he kowtowed in front of Su Wei's bed, he didn't say a word, and he didn't even make a sound when he cried.

After kowtowing, he got up and left, and Nam Jae-hoon said behind him, "I'll take her downstairs." ”

Xu Qiao caught up with Nan Zhihe, who was excited, and the two followed behind Nan Zaixun, watching him pick up Su Wei and walk out of the door step by step.

The ice coffin has been connected to the power and parked in the hall on the first floor, it is a simple and heavy wooden material on the outside, but it is not lacking in beauty, the ice coffin can be cooled inside, and the bedding inside does not look like it is for the dead at all.

The ice coffin was covered with a crystal lid, and there were a lot of white roses brought by Nan Zhihe in the hall.

Nan Jae-hoon carefully put Su Wei into the ice coffin and combed her hair with his fingers, but he was not satisfied, his eyes were fixed on Su Wei, and he said to Nan Zhihe: "Zhihe, go and bring the comb that your mother usually uses, she hates hair messy after she gets sick." ”

Nan Zhihe ran upstairs, found the comb and ran back. Nam Jae-hoon carefully combed Su Wei's hair and covered her with a quilt to make her look like she was sleeping. Before putting her hands under the quilt, Nam Jae-hoon kissed her on each hand.

Before he was about to drop the lid of the coffin, he leaned over and whispered in her ear: "Xiao Wei, I love you, I love you very much." ”

Nam Jae-hoon moved the ice coffin by himself, and then Nam Jae-hoon was stunned.

He had lived in this building since he was a child, and this was the first time he knew that there was an underground space here, and that the entrance was just below the hall.

Nan Zaixun stroked the lid of the coffin with his hand and waved his hand to ask Xu Qiao to step back and step back a little more. After reaching his satisfaction, the two saw him take out the remote control key to start the switch, and the ground under the ice coffin began to fall, and only he and Su Wei fell together.

Nam Jae-hoon pushed the ice coffin alone, pressed the remote control again, and moved another piece of the ground, and after separating left and right, a staircase leading to the basement appeared.

Xu Qiao picked up all the white roses with Nan Zhihe and went down the stairs to the basement.

Ever since Nam Jae-hoon opened the first door in the basement, Nam Jae-hoon's heart was shocked, he had a conjecture in his heart, but he subconsciously wanted to deny it.

He grew up in this building, and as a child, he would go in and out of this building countless times a day, running around every corner. It was his father who brought him up alone, and his father's happiness was also brought by him.

He never knew that his father, who insisted on staying here, should be guarding his mother's mausoleum. The father and son have lived in the grave for so many years, and he has always thought that he has no mother, but it is very likely that this is not the first time that his father has done this, and there is his wife who has been sleeping for a long time underground, and Nanzhi and his biological mother have been sleeping for a long time.

More than a dozen steps Nan Zhihe went from shock to tears in his eyes, and then to snatching out of his eyes, and his father's figure blurred in his vision.

After going down, it was a basement the size of a room, and the temperature was not much different from the upstairs, it was a little lower, Nan Zhihe wiped his tears and asked, "Is this temperature possible?" ”

Nam Jae-hoon didn't answer him, Xu Qiao patted him lightly on the shoulder, and said softly: "This is just an excessive space, it hasn't arrived yet, don't worry." ”

He asked Xu Qiao softly, "How do you know?" ”

Xu Qiao glanced at Nam Jae-hoon, Nan Zhihe should have guessed without asking, and the sentence he asked Xu Qiao was to express his inner discomfort. Xu Qiao, who was an outsider to their family, knew more than his parents' biological son.

No one saw what Nan Zaixun had moved, Xu Qiao only heard a slight voice, and when he turned around, Nan Zhiyu also turned back with him.

I saw that there was a place about one and a half meters wide on a wall behind him that rose up, and after reaching the top, Nam Jae-hoon personally pushed the ice coffin and walked inside, Xu Qiao wanted to help him again, but he didn't let anyone touch the ice coffin again.

The two had to follow behind with white roses, and they didn't enter until Nam Jae-hoon entered.

Xu Qiao was mentally prepared, but he was still shocked, not to mention Nan Zhihe, who was not psychologically prepared at all.

This is a basement that is half the size of this building, and the whole room is refrigerated, and there are I don't know how many identical ice coffins are neatly placed, and you can see clearly when you take a few steps forward, and in each ice coffin is sleeping a Su Wei in a white dress. There were no roses around those ice coffins, or it may have been that they were taken away by Nam Jae-hoon when the flowers fell.

He pushed the ice coffin to the reserved position alone, Xu Qiao and Nan Zhihe were motionless when they were placing the roses, his eyes looked at Su Wei like a deep sleep, and said softly and gently: "Xiao Wei, I will wait for you to come back in a few decades, don't go the wrong way, you can't find your home." You don't have to remember me, you don't have to remember all this, it's enough for you to be happy every time. ”

When he didn't speak, Xu Qiao asked, "Can I take a look at the original?" ”

Nam Jae-hoon smiled, it wasn't a smile, it was the only expression he could keep, just a meaningless expression, and said, "Okay, I'll take you there." ”

There is only one row in the innermost row of the basement, and there is only an ice coffin in the middle of that row, Nam Jae-hoon stroked the crystal coffin lid with his hand and said: "This is the first her, she will look haggard, and this hair is also fake." At that time, she had a craniotomy, which was done at the hospital in her hometown. Later, she underwent chemotherapy, and her hair that didn't grow after the operation never grew back. At that time, I insisted on not letting her be euthanized, and I watched her suffer so much, but I still didn't keep her. ”

Xu Qiao asked, "When did you decide not to operate on her again?" ”

"After the ninth time, isn't China taking nine as the extreme, and if I don't succeed in doing it nine times, I won't let her suffer that sin anymore. Later, she used traditional Chinese medicine several times, and all the advanced drugs in the world were used, but they didn't work and made her feel very uncomfortable all the time. Later, she was only given painkillers, sometimes with sedatives, so that she could fall asleep so that it would not hurt so much, or she didn't know that it hurt. ”

Speaking of this, he reacted to something, shook his head and said, "I can't give her strong sedative medicine next time, maybe she is in pain, but she can't wake up, it will be even more sad, right?!" ”