Chapter 273: Mother's heart and liver are at the end of the world

Garden of Thorns.

It was late at night, and the huge Thorn Garden seemed unusually empty.

Shang Wu lay on the bed, tossing and turning and finally falling asleep, but she woke up in the middle of a nightmare, she exclaimed and opened her eyes violently in a cold sweat.

In the dream, her mother was wearing a beautiful dress and told her to take care of herself, but in the next second, her mother's face became very blurry, and she fell straight down the cliff.

Boom -

Since then, Shang Wu's entire world seems to have collapsed.

Her first instinct when she opened her eyes was to lean to the side, but it was empty.

The heaviest black in the middle of the night wrapped Shang Wu's eyes, she felt as if the whole person was suppressed, obviously awake, but her mind was still echoing the dream just now, she wanted to move, she felt that her body was suppressed, and she couldn't move.

Until—

After a long, long time, she finally regained consciousness after blinking her eyes.

Shang Wu sat up from the bed and turned on the chandelier in the middle, and the bedroom became bright.

She looked at the time, and it was four o'clock in the morning, which was the darkest and darkest time.

In the United States now, it should be around 3 o'clock in the afternoon, right?

The feeling of fear that slowly rose from her heart made her grab her mobile phone and want to call Lu Yiyou.

But she hesitated after thinking about it for a while, Lu Yiyou hadn't sent her a message all day, I guess he should be very busy, right?

If she called him at this point, it would definitely worry him.

Shang Wu thought about it and just did it.

But after waking up from a nightmare, she could no longer sleep, especially when the bedside was empty, and she didn't want to get up in the morning and turn over and pounce again.

Because she couldn't sleep, she simply got up and went to paint.

Going to paint at four a.m. was something she hadn't done in years.

Not to mention the reason for the hand, this point in time alone is strange enough.

A long time ago, when she was in St. Petersburg, she used to spend the whole night in the studio, not only finishing the homework assigned by the professors, but also receiving a lot of orders.

At that time, Shang Wu was very poor, and she had no other financial resources except to make money by selling paintings.

That time was sad and hard, but after surviving it, Shang Wu felt that that experience was actually precious.

How lucky she was to be able to wait for reunion after suffering.

Lu Yiyou is a man with a heart, and his heart lies in knowing that Shang Wu is focused on painting, so the next day he directly asked his subordinates to decorate a small single room into a studio.

His kind of intention is subtle and silent, and he will not do it because he wants to please you and prove that he is good to you.

Even, when Lu Yiyou asked the people below to decorate the studio, Shang Wu didn't know.

It was still during the dinner that Aunt Zhang told her that the decoration in the new studio at home was very beautiful, and she only knew about it.

Because of the heating at home, Shang Wu went barefoot.

There is a large window in the room on the first floor, and the closed window is opened by Shang Wu, she stands in front of the easel, looking out of the dark window, while adjusting the color, because of the studio, she also rarely hums a song out of tune.

She didn't know what to paint, she just picked up the brush and followed her mind to paint, painting whatever she wanted, painting what she wanted.

But—

Half an hour later, when Shang Wu was very conscious, she looked at the painting on the drawing board in front of her, but she couldn't cry anymore.

She felt her throat burn like fire, "Mommy, Mommy! ”

Shang Wu's crystal tears slipped down her eyes, she put down her paintbrush and raised her hand, gently and delicately caressing it on the paper.

Just like at the beginning, Lan Muxian touched her.

Shang Wu's thoughts followed the painting and flew with time.

Year after year, Shang Wu still remembered in a trance that a long, long time ago, in the old-fashioned apartment of the Shang family, Lan Muxian had a pair of gentle and skillful hands, she always smiled and said that the scarves sold outside were not warm, and in winter, she would always weave a good-looking scarf for Shang Wu.

Her skillful hands also made a table of good meals, which made Shang Wu even gain a lot of weight when she first arrived in puberty.

The warm dream of a family of three was shattered when the Shang family's business was getting better and better.

They moved from the Shang family's old apartment to the villa, and the cook at home changed from Lan Muxian to a servant.

There doesn't seem to be a bit of home in the big house.

Shang Wu doesn't remember when, Dad and Mom always quarrel.

When the quarrel was the most fierce again, my mother even held a knife against her neck and said, "Shang Yaolong, if you continue like this, I will die for you!" ”

Shang Wu, who was still young, didn't know what happened between them, but from that time on, the taste of family began to change.

She doesn't remember when it was a rainy day that Shang Wu hated for a long time, but she remembered that one rainy day, in art class, she was drawing with colored pens, and she heard the teacher ask her to go home.

A trip home means that something happened at home.

That day, Shang Wu slowly packed up his things and put the stationery and books in his schoolbag seriously.

She still remembered what the teacher said, the soft art teacher looked at Shang Wu and said, "Xiao Wu, after you go back, you will rest for a few more days, and if you are here at the school, you can come back when it is better." ”

The young and ignorant Shang Wu didn't know what was going on, but he just felt that if he didn't have to go to class, how happy he would be.

But—

When she got home and knew everything, the umbrella she was holding fell and let the rain hit her face.

"Flying, your mother, she, she jumped off the cliff!"

These are Shang Yaolong's exact words.

There have been servants whispering at home before, saying that her father cheated on the woman outside, so her mother would be depressed, but in fact, Shang Wu knew that her father did not like other women.

Because when Shang Yaolong announced the news, the corners of his mouth were obviously bitter tears, and his expression of wanting to accompany his mother to this day, Shang Wu still can't forget it.

She didn't know why her mother jumped off the cliff, and she didn't know why her father was silent about it later.

But she knows how painful life is later on.

Shang Wu's mind kept echoing with those ethereal songs.

"The stars in the sky don't speak, the dolls on the ground miss their mothers, the eyes in the sky blink, and the mother's heart is Lu Binghua."

"The tea garden in my hometown is full of flowers, my mother's heart and liver are at the end of the world, and I think of my mother's words every night, and the tears are shining Lu Binghua."

The roundabout voice seemed to whisper in her ear.

She didn't know if there would be parallel time and space, and she didn't know if there would be a paradise, and if there were, then ......

"Mom, your little heart is a few days away from you, and it's doing well."

Her eyes were blurred by tears all over her delicate face.

Shang Wu looked at the person on the drawing paper, she was young and full, and her smiling eyes were like fairies.

In just one moment, I couldn't cry anymore.

For so many years, she actually rarely dreams about her mother, Shang Wu pulled the corners of her mouth, and smiled bitterly in the midst of crying, "Mom, after leaving me for so many years, you must miss me as much as I miss you, right?" ”

In the end, her nose was so stuffy that she couldn't even breathe.

"Mom, don't worry too much about me, I'm doing well, really."

She raised her hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, and then said in tears, "Mom, if there is a parallel time and space, if there is dawn, you will definitely still be with Dad, right?" He loves you so much, and the doctor's orders are to give you all your possessions, and you must be good in the other world, and you must not quarrel or hurt yourself. Mom, Mommy......"

Shang Wu's eyes were blurred with tears, and he cried until he couldn't breathe, and the whole person sobbed and froze.

The sky gradually had a gray color, and Shang Wu looked at the faint light that cleared the clouds, and there was a moment of trance.

Shang Wu was sitting in the studio, facing the painting, Lan Muxian on the painting was very happy, and Shang Wu was also a little relieved.

She enjoyed this greedy alone time, sitting quietly in the studio until the white of the fish belly on the horizon shone in the beginning of the sun.

When the day dawned, the nightmare that Shang Wu had had, and after the dawn, the fear disappeared.

Aunt Zhang got up early, she was busy cleaning up, and when she was about to go to the vegetable market to purchase, she found a figure in the newly renovated studio.

It scared Aunt Zhang a lot, she hurriedly found a pair of cotton slippers from the shoe rack on the first floor, and handed them over, "Ouch, my young grandmother, it's very cold on this floor, you can put these shoes on quickly, what should you do if it's cold, you have a baby in your belly, and it's very troublesome to take medicine when you're sick." ”

Shang Wu felt that her eyelids were very heavy, she raised her eyes, looked at Aunt Zhang, and said, "Aunt Zhang, no need, I'm fine." I've just been working in the studio for a while, and I'm going back to my bedroom. ”

Aunt Zhang looked at her eyes on this day, but she was frightened, "Ouch, hey! Young grandma! Why are your eyes swollen! ”

Shang Wu half-covered his eyes in a panic, and ran to the stairs like a run, leaving only one sentence, "Aunt Zhang, I'll go up first, you can get busy." ”

After saying that, her figure quickly disappeared into the hallway, and she entered the bedroom with a corner, followed by the sound of the door being shut.

Aunt Zhang is also curious, these eyes are obviously crying and swollen?

She walked towards the studio, and as soon as she entered, she found why the young grandmother's eyes were red and swollen.