After saying goodbye to Grandma, Luo Qinghe and his party set foot on the road to Rongcheng.

Luo Qinghe leaned against the car window, the cool air that seeped in from the window hit her head intermittently, she sighed at the glass window, and wrote a "zhi" word.

Luo Qinghe looked at the words he had written, and he was distracted.

After eight years of separation, this year is the first time I have officially seen him. Hurriedly reunited, and hurried away.

She still remembers the happy time she spent with Pei Jiangzhi when she was a child.

The so-called childhood, but that's it.

When I was a child, my father was always busy with the entertainment of various families, while my mother was not in good health and lingered on the sickbed all year round. Her younger sister Luo Xiaoxiao has been missing for a long time, and only Xiaoxi, who was picked up by her father in her childhood, and Pei Jiang knew about it.

Luo Qinghe tilted his head and leaned against the glass window. She closed her eyes, and many things from the past appeared in front of her like a marquee.

She listened to the roar of the car at high speed outside the window, and gradually fell asleep.

In her dream, she seemed to return to the day her mother died.

That year, she was approaching the college entrance examination.

When the class bell rang, she packed her schoolbag as usual, greeted Shen Xuhuai at the same table, and left the campus happily.

Originally, I was full of joy and wanted to tell my parents that she had achieved the third grade in the model test before the college entrance examination.

Getting into the car, Uncle Chen, who was still a driver at the time, suddenly said to her with a solemn face: "He He, your mother..."

Her heart suddenly "chuckled", and a happy smile was on her lips.

These days, my mother's illness has been good and bad.

She swallowed a mouthful of saliva and reassured herself that she was not afraid. She tried her best to make her face look as usual: "Uncle Chen, what's wrong with Mom?" ”

Uncle Chen said heavily: "Madam, she... Not so good. I'll take you to the hospital. ”

Like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, Luo Qinghe's previous joy was shattered.

She heard her own voice say, "Okay." ”

***

Inside the city hospital.

The smell of disinfectant mixed with all kinds of medicines rushed straight to her head, and it smelled very pungent.

Under the leadership of Uncle Chen, Luo Qinghe walked quickly to his mother's ward.

Her hands trembled, and she didn't dare push the door open.

It was as if she hadn't seen her mother's sick face when she was dying.

Luo Qinghe took a deep breath, did a good job of psychological construction, and mustered up the courage to push open the door of the ward.

I don't know if the door of the VIP ward is too thick to push open, or if she's weak at the moment... Anyway, the door was still tightly fastened.

Chen Bo stood behind her, as if he knew what Luo Qinghe was thinking at the moment. He stepped forward and pushed open the door for Luo Qinghe.

Rao has already done a good job of psychological construction, but she still can't stop being shaken by the scene in front of her. Luo Qinghe's nose was sour, tears were in the corners of her eyes, and she trembled and covered her mouth with her delicate hand.

Her mother, who used to smile softly at her, is now pale, frowning, and covered with life-saving tubes.

Luo Qinghe took two steps forward tremblingly, and slowly stretched out his hand, ready to smooth his mother's frowning brows.

In vain.

I don't know if it's because of the torture of illness, my mother's brows are still tightly wrinkled.

She looked back and asked Uncle Chen in a trembling voice, "Uncle Chen, where is my father?" ”

Uncle Chen said: "The master received the news half an hour ago, and now he is on his way. ”

Luo Qinghe tucked the corners of his mother's back, set up a small stool next to her bed, and stood in front of her.

"What did the doctor say?"

Looking at her mother's sick face, she actually understood a little bit in her heart. Estimated already... Not so good.

After Chen Bo closed the door, he came back and said, "The doctor said... The situation is not optimistic, and a critical illness notice has been issued. ”

Luo Qinghe's breath was suffocated, as if someone had pinched his throat tightly and couldn't breathe.

She slowly bent over and buried herself in her mother's unconscious palm. Two lines of tears slipped from her eyes, leaving a mark that wet her mother's bedding.

She added, "Okay. ”

Uncle Chen seemed to be unable to bear to look at it again, so he turned his head over and wiped the corners of his eyes.

The lady was excellent to them when she was there... What's more, he didn't fulfill his wife's instructions to him and find the lost second daughter of the Luo family.

He was ashamed of his wife.

Luo Qinghe just pillowed his mother's hand and slowly fell asleep...

***

Luo Qinghe suddenly felt that someone was talking loudly in her ear, she was extremely irritable, and slapped the mouth that had been chattering in her ear.

The voice disappeared in an instant, as if she was scared.

Luo Qinghe proudly changed his posture and prepared to continue to fall asleep.

Immediately afterwards, the owner of the voice spoke again: "Sister! If you don't wake up, it's going to be dark! ”

As she spoke, she pulled Luo Qinghe's arm.

still didn't forget to chatter: "Hmph, sister, you actually slapped my flower-like face, I wrote down this account!" ”

Luo Qinghe opened his eyes in confusion under the vigorous drag of his sister.

She rubbed her eyes and said blankly, "Why am I here?" ”

"Huh?" Luo Xiaoxiao suddenly leaned in front of her face and pinched her face hard, "Sister, where should you be?" ”

"Are you stupid?" Luo Xiaoxiao said curiously.

Luo Qinghe touched her pinched face, and she said seriously: "In my mother's ward." ”

“？” Luo Xiaoxiao looked at her as if she was looking at a fool, and she said bitterly, "Sister, you slept for a while, and you really became stupid." ”

Luo Qinghe was stunned for a few seconds, and finally reacted.

She turned her head to look out the window, they had now arrived at the Luo family's courtyard in Rongcheng.

Due to its disrepair and the fact that no one takes care of it on weekdays, the courtyard looks dilapidated from the outside. The vermilion gate has faded from the bright colors of the years and has been replaced by an old and heavy imprint. A few old trees outside the courtyard stood crookedly, and a few crows fell on the trees, making a rough chirping from time to time.

Luo Qinghe and his entourage got out of the car, startled the crow on the tree to spread its wings and fly, skimmed the sky, and disappeared into the distance.

Luo Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief, this place is different from Xiaqi Town, there is Mingyue Mountain blocking the cold air from the south. The air was dry and cold, and the cool air seemed to penetrate through the skin of a person and drill straight into the cracks of the bones.

She couldn't help but shudder.

Luo Xiaoxiao found that Sister A was stunned again, and she instructed the bodyguards on the convoy behind: "You guys go in first and take a look, and clean up by the way." We're probably going to have to rest here tonight. ”

Luo Qinghe watched his sister support them in an orderly manner and did not speak.

The last time I left the courtyard in Rongcheng in a hurry, I was like a lost dog. She even left behind a bracelet that her mother had knitted for her.

That bracelet meant a lot to her.

Luo Qinghe shook his head slightly, took the hand of his sister next to him, and strode into the door.

Stepping into the dilapidated courtyard, Luo Xiaoxiao couldn't help but gasp, she was surprised: "Sister, why is this courtyard so broken?" ”

"Not to mention that it is far from the second uncle's small inn, and it can't even compare to the ancestral house of the Luo family, which has a history of hundreds of years."

Walking into the long-abandoned old house, the wall behind the west wing is half a couch, the doors and windows are old, and the courtyard is barren and grassy, and it is desolate everywhere.

But seeing that the grass in the courtyard is barren and knee-free, and the dead leaves are scattered all over the ground, the west wing is already dilapidated from the outside, let alone the inside? The eaves of the corridor outside the main hall are hung with spider webs, and the spider silk flutters in the wind.

The lintels were covered with fine dust, and the paper was torn and rattling in the cold wind.

Luo Xiaoxiao's jaw dropped in shock, she wanted to take back what she had just said about staying here tonight.

She couldn't help but shudder, "Sister, let's take the bracelet and leave quickly." I don't want to sleep here... It's like a haunted house. ”

"Oh?" Luo Qinghe looked at his sister with interest, "Who told them to clean up before, and they will sleep here tonight?" ”

Luo Xiaoxiao shook her head violently, "It's not me anyway." ”

Luo Qinghe was a little ridiculous, she smiled and took her sister's hand and walked towards the main hall, "Actually, I didn't sleep here last time, I just took a temporary break." But when I was in a hurry, my mother's bracelet fell here. ”

Luo Qinghe stretched out his hand to push open the mottled wooden door, but saw that there were only a few broken pieces of furniture left in the house, staggering and scattering all over the floor.

She patted the dust off her hands and walked to the inner room with ease.

Luo Xiaoxiao followed, and she asked Luo Qinghe in a low voice: "Sister, don't you think this place is too suitable for making ghost movies... So dilapidated..."

"What do you think?" Luo Qinghe's voice came from the front, she rummaged for a while, and deliberately teased her sister, "The ghosts are disgusted with the dilapidated here, okay." ”

Luo Xiaoxiao looked at the empty walls of the house and a broken roof on the top, she couldn't help but smack her tongue: This rainy day must be leaking, right?

She looked at the subtle corners of the wall again, but saw that the gables were covered with mottled rain marks, and the corners of the walls were covered with cobwebs, and dust had accumulated under her feet.

Luo Xiaoxiao followed Sister A's footsteps and followed forward.

She furrowed her eyebrows in disgust, and every step she took here brought with her a flurry of dust. The smell of wood rotting with age permeated the mouth and nose.

"Strange... Why can't I find it? Luo Qinghe said suddenly, she turned around and asked Luo Xiaoxiao, "Xiaoxiao, have you seen a bracelet on the way here?" ”

Luo Xiaoxiao shook her head, "Sister, you put it yourself, why can't you find it?" ”

"I didn't actually clean up the things..."Luo Qinghe stuck out her tongue, she spread her hands, "It's Xiaoxi." ”

Because the range of movement of the two was somewhat large, they kicked up the dust that had been sleeping for a long time.

The dust was flying, choking the two of them coughing.

Luo Xiaoxiao hurriedly waved her hand, she pulled Luo Qinghe's arm, and said in the chaos: "Sister, go out first, go back and make a phone call to ask Xiaoxi where she put it." ”

As she spoke, she took a few more puffs of dust into it. The delicate eyebrows furrowed, very displeased.

When they left the main hall, Luo Xiaoxiao raised her eyebrows and asked in a loud voice, "I asked you to clean up for a while, where did you clean up?" ”

When Chu Heti heard this, he turned over and landed under the roof of the east wing, he patted the dust on his body, and replied in a deep voice: "Most people are surveying the surroundings to prevent danger. ”

"There were only two people left to clean."

What? That's not what she commanded!

Luo Xiaoxiao twisted her eyebrows, and she was about to get angry.

Luo Qinghe said loudly: "Okay, I know." ”