Su Yayun really collapsed, she covered her face and buried her head in her knees.

Chen Xi knew how difficult it was for her to get that share, Ye Lingmin was very picky, and it was even more difficult to get something from him, especially his woman, from him.

Coupled with the oppression of her parents, Su Yajun should soon compromise.

Su Yajun gritted her teeth, she told herself that there would be in the future. But Mom and Dad can't know that they are not young anymore and should no longer worry about themselves.

After a while, she recovered her emotions and said coldly to Chen Xi: "Equity transfer letter, bring it." I was reluctant in my heart, as if the white eyes I had suffered for half of my life and the efforts I had made for it had disappeared.

Forget it, Su Yayun comforted herself, anyway, it was ill-gotten gains, and it was never something she deserved.

Chen Xi finally got his wish, carefully put away the equity transfer letter, and said politely: "You can go out." "I'm glad I can finally make a difference.

Su Yayun left, her back staggered, and it can be said that she stumbled.

Today's dark clouds are thick, and the black oppressive clouds are thick and black, as if they are gloomy and pressed into people's hearts. Sure enough, the rain poured down.

Song Qingzhou thought that there were clothes drying on the balcony, so she immediately ran out barefoot to collect the clothes. But before it was finished, the raindrops fell densely on Song Qingzhou's body, and the spring rain still carried the spring cold.

Grandma's house is an old house that has survived for several years, it has not been repaired for a long time, and it can be seen that it has been old for a long time in every place, including the balcony, there is nothing to shelter, Song Qingzhou has nowhere to hide, the rain drenched her whole body, she quickly ran back to the room after collecting her clothes.

Song Qingzhou decided to repair his grandmother's house, including the leaky and outdated places, and he had to find someone to repair them.

She folded her clothes and put them in the closet, then got up and took a shower.

Song Qingzhou put water and took off her clothes, the water vapor in the bathroom was very heavy, and she gently wiped off the mist on the mirror.

Song Qingzhou's figure is well-proportioned and thin, with obvious collarbones and a thin waist.

Her legs were slender, thanks to her not short height, but there was a scar on her back, which was still red and stiff.

Song Qingzhou caressed it, it was left over from the car accident five years ago, and it didn't hurt anymore, but it reminded her all the time that happened in the past.

Why did she suddenly remember the events of that day today, why was she so sad and uncomfortable when she thought about it, as if her whole body was burned by that scar.

For it, Song Qingzhou went to a psychiatric hospital, where she endured five years of torture.

The psychiatric hospital is dark, the patients are like prisoners, they have to be disciplined all the time, sometimes the doctors are in a bad mood, they will abuse the prisoners, and they have to endure Mu Chaoci's venting from time to time and Ren Mengyan's calculations from time to time, which was her darkest five years.

At this time, there seemed to be a voice telling her, you don't owe the Mu family...... Even if it is owed, it should be paid off in the past five years. It was as if a voice was whispering in his ear.

Song Qingzhou suddenly collapsed, and she cried loudly in the mirror.

She remembered that five years ago, she narrowly escaped death, but her mother, her mother died.

And today is the death day of her mother's death five years ago.

From crying loudly to hiding his face and crying, Song Qingzhou couldn't help but sob, why was it so uncomfortable? Why didn't anyone believe her? Why put up with everything that doesn't belong to you?

From that moment five years ago, she lost everything and the love of everyone.

Everyone thinks that she is an executioner, a wolf with ambition, and killed her adoptive mother who raised her, which is a typical relationship between a farmer and a snake.

Only she knows that she loves Mother Mu so much, how could it be her?

She only remembered that that day, Mother Mu tightly protected her under her, and from her body, she felt the only warmth on a rainy night. Mother Mu kept comforting her softly: "Ah Zhou, don't be afraid, Mom is here." She thought they were all right, but all she could do was a sticky hand of blood.

"Ah......" That was Mu's mother's blood, Song Qingzhou shouted loudly, but saw that Mu's mother's smile had stiffened. She fell to the ground silently, as if asleep.

Song Qingzhou didn't want to think about it anymore, she only knew that her headache was splitting and she almost wanted to faint.

Yesterday she dreamed of Mother Mu, she stretched out her hand to touch herself, and said to herself, "Good boy." ”

Song Qingzhou had to cry silently: "I'm not...... Mom, I'm not a good boy. "From the moment she ran out on her own, she wasn't a good boy anymore.

Mother Mu smiled kindly and said, "How come, Ah Zhou, you have to be strong, okay with your mother?" After speaking, he pressed Song Qingzhou's head into his arms.

Song Qingzhou instantly felt warmth, a kind of warmth that her mother never had since she left. But she just shed tears, and said while crying: "Mother Mu, don't go, don't leave Azhou." Afraid of her mother's departure, Song Qingzhou hugged Mu's mother tightly.

Mother Mu's voice suddenly wore far, far away, and after a while, it dissipated.

Song Qingzhou woke up from his dream crying, as if he still had a real touch on his body, and his pillow was wet when he touched it.

The thunder at the door roared, and Song Qingzhou screamed and hugged the quilt tightly.

God knows how scared she has been of thunder since that day.

She curled up under the covers, shivering.

Thinking of last night's scene, Song Qingzhou's face was wet, her heart was already broken, and her soul would be split.

Song Qingzhou will definitely go to the cemetery today to pay tribute to Mu's mother, she doesn't want to make herself too embarrassed, and Mu's mother will not be happy when she sees it.

Mu's mother has never blamed her...... She only feels sorry for herself. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but start sobbing again.

After calming down, Song Qingzhou changed into black clothes. Mu's mother's cemetery is on the mountain, in a sea of flowers, she wants to avoid Mu Chaoci and quietly accompany Aunt Mu for a while.

She went downstairs to stop a car, and when she got into the car, she said to the driver, "Go to Sheshan Cemetery." "The voice was hoarse, almost bursting.

The driver understood in his heart and couldn't help but comfort: "Let's mourn." ”

Song Qingzhou just replied lightly, and then closed his eyes to recuperate.

Sheshan Cemetery is outside the city, dozens of kilometers away from Sheshan, the road is far away.

Song Qingzhou called Chen Xi to ask for leave, and after the phone was connected, Song Qingzhou said hoarsely: "Mr. Chen, I want to ask for leave today." ”

I heard Song Qingzhou's tone pale, nasal voice, and weakness.

Chen Xi said worriedly: "Xiao Zhouzhou, what's wrong with you?" Are you sick? I told Mr. Ye to let him accompany you to the hospital. I really can't leave today. ”

Song Qingzhou knew why Chen Xi asked Ye Liancheng to accompany her, but she didn't want anyone to accompany her to see Mu's mother.

Song Qingzhou just replied to Chen Xi: "I'm fine, I'm going to do something, you don't have to let Mr. Ye know." I'm busy here, so I'll hang up first. Song Qingzhou didn't wait for Chen Xi to finish speaking, then pressed the phone, hung his hand weakly, and put it by the window.