Zhuo Shaoting rushed into his aunt's house in three steps and two steps, pushed open the door, and rushed all the way into his aunt's room.

"Auntie!"

As soon as he entered the house, he saw his aunt lying on a single bed, covered with a thin quilt, with a sallow complexion, and a haggard appearance, which was very different from the previous energetic appearance, as if there was endless energy all over her body.

Auntie, what's wrong? Why is it the way it is?

In the past few months, he has been busy with work and has no time to come back to visit his aunt, I really didn't expect my aunt to be sick like this!

Zhuo Shaoting's aunt Jiang Lan is 45 years old this year and is a typical rural woman.

Zhuo Shaoting's parents died when he was three years old, and his aunt took him over to raise him. After he graduated and was assigned to work in the hospital, he always wanted to take his aunt to live in the city, but firstly, his aunt was used to staying in the countryside and was reluctant to leave, and secondly, considering that Zhuo Shaoting had just worked and had no savings in his hand, and it was still a little difficult to buy a house, so this matter was put on hold.

But now seeing his aunt like this, Zhuo Shaoting blamed himself deeply, if he came back earlier, his aunt would not lie alone on the sickbed!

"Auntie, Shaoting is back! Auntie, how are you? ”

Jiang Lan heard the familiar scream, and finally opened her eyes slowly, her empty eyes were not in focus, and it took a long time for her to stretch out her hand tremblingly and grope in mid-air...... Shao Ting...... Is that you? ”

"Auntie! It's me! Shaoting is back! Auntie, what's wrong with your eyes? Your eyes ......"

Zhuo Shaoting tightly held his aunt's shriveled hand like the bark of an old tree, and burst into tears in an instant.

"The brain tumor, compressing the optic nerve, it is estimated that it will be more than a month to be invisible!"

Yin Lingxin walked in to watch this scene and answered Zhuo Shaoting's question softly.

"Brain tumor?"

Zhuo Shaoting's blood coagulated in an instant! Then a manic rage arose!

"Why? Why didn't anyone tell me! Auntie, why didn't you tell me? What about Chomien? Where is Dromin? Why didn't she tell me anything? ”

Zhuo Min is the only daughter of her aunt, one year older than Zhuo Shaoting, in order to take better care of Zhuo Shaoting, her aunt did not have any more children. But because of this, he was abandoned by his patriarchal uncle, who built a new home outside and never returned. Zhuo Min hated his aunt and Zhuo Shaoting to death because of this, and rarely went home to visit his mother after getting married.

"Shaoting, don't blame her, I didn't let her say it...... It's good if you're back...... Auntie thought it was ...... I'll never see you again......"

Jiang Lan sighed weakly, and two lines of turbid tears slipped from the corners of her eyes.

"Auntie, don't say it! Shaoting will take you to the hospital immediately! You'll be fine! Will get better soon! ”

Zhuo Shaoting carefully picked up his aunt's skinny body, and reached out to pick her up.

"No need...... Shao Ting...... Auntie, no......"

Jiang Lan held down his arm and shook her head gaspingly.

Zhuo Shaoting lowered his head, tears dripping down his chin.

"No, Auntie! Shao Ting is a doctor, Shao Ting will cure you! Shao Ting will definitely cure you! ”

"Shaoting...... Don't worry about your aunt...... Auntie will be able to hold out until you come back...... Goodbye to you...... I'm already satisfied......"

Jiang Lan laboriously raised her hand and stroked Zhuo Shaoting's face.

"Don't cry...... Child...... Auntie is okay...... Auntie is just too tired and needs a break...... In the future, my aunt will no longer be able to accompany you for your birthday...... Auntie's biggest regret...... I didn't see you start a family...... In the future, when your aunt is gone, who will take care of you......"

Tears slid down Jiang Lan's sunken cheeks, and at the last moment of her life, she was still most concerned about Zhuo Shaoting.

"Auntie...... No...... Don't leave Shaoting...... Shaoting only has one relative...... What should you do if you're gone...... Shaoting"

Zhuo Shaoting hugged his aunt tightly and buried her shoulder and whimpered.

"Auntie is reluctant to leave...... But my aunt really can't hold on...... Shaoting, Miss Xu Hui from Nandian Village is very good...... Do you like her...... If she can be your daughter-in-law, aunt and aunt are very relieved...... Shao Ting...... Why don't you marry her......"

Jiang Lan leaned on Zhuo Shaoting's arms and muttered in a low voice.

"Auntie......" Zhuo Shaoting just lowered his head and cried.

His life's major events have always been his aunt's greatest concern, but he is busy with work and has never been in love, and now his aunt's last wish before she died, how can he not obey it?

"Auntie, I ......"

"Auntie, Shaoting already has a girlfriend!"

Zhuo Shaoting was just about to agree to his aunt's request, but Yin Lingxin suddenly walked over, stretched out his hand to hold Jiang Lan's hand, and said with a sweet smile: "Auntie, my name is Lingxin, and I am Shaoting's girlfriend!" I'm very good-looking, I don't believe you touch it! ”

Yin Lingxin said, taking Jiang Lan's hand and groping on her fair and delicate little face.

"Spiritual ...... What a beautiful name...... It must be beautiful too...... Shaoting, you got a girlfriend...... Why don't you tell your aunt? ”

Jiang Lan seemed to be very happy, and even her empty eyes shone with a hint of brilliance.

"Auntie......" Zhuo Shaoting glanced at Yin Lingxin, and just wanted to explain something, he was interrupted by Yin Lingxin!

"Auntie, don't you know Shaoting yet? He's the most shy! However, he really likes me and I like him too! Auntie, I promise you, I will take good care of Shao Ting! That one...... Don't let him marry that Xu Hui, okay? He doesn't like her, he only likes me! ”

If it weren't for the deep grief at this moment, Zhuo Shaoting would really be angry with Yin Lingxin, this lie is too slippery, right? Isn't she blushing at all?

"Shaoting...... Is it true...... That's great...... Auntie finally waited for you to marry your daughter-in-law...... Auntie is so happy......"

Because of Yin Lingxin's words, Jiang Lan actually showed a long-lost smile on her face, because of this, Zhuo Shaoting no longer cared about Yin Lingxin's lies.

"Auntie, you can recuperate with peace of mind, when you are well, Shaoting will take you to live in the city, and Shaoting will ...... Be filial to you with Lingxin, do you say it's okay? ”

Zhuo Shaoting looked at the gray hair on the top of his aunt's head, and there was a burst of tears in his eyes.

"Good...... Good ......"

Jiang Lan slowly closed her eyes, and the hand on Zhuo Shaoting's face finally hung down weakly......

"Auntie? Aunt? Aunt! ”

Zhuo Shaoting touched Jiang Lan's face tremblingly, the corners of her mouth were still smiling, and she walked very safely......

"Auntie......"

Zhuo Shaoting hugged Jiang Lan's body fiercely, and finally couldn't control his cry anymore.

Yin Ling looked at the grief-stricken Zhuo Shaoting, and suddenly felt very uncomfortable in his heart.

Since she was very young, she left her parents to practice witchcraft with the Great Elder because of her talent, and everything she said and did was the heavy responsibility of the witch clan, and it was what it took to become a holy witch.

She remembered that when her mother died, she was only taken a day off by the Great Elder to go back to the funeral, and she didn't even shed tears.

She is very weak about family affection, and she doesn't understand why Zhuo Shaoting is so difficult to give up with an aunt.

Isn't it just an aunt? Why did Zhuo Shaoting cry so badly?

How could such a cold and calm person suddenly become so out of shape like a child?

Is this the pain of bereavement?