Chapter Seventy-Two: A Thousand Miles of Lonely Graves There is nowhere to talk about desolation
When he went out, Yu Xiaoshan stumbled, scaring Xiaocheng and Meng Chuan'er so much that he hurriedly helped him.
"Big cat, let's get your body checked, I'm worried about you. To take care of the old man, you have to be in good health first, right?"
Yu Xiaoshan removed their hands and shook his head, he felt that Afuhan's artillery fire had all gathered into reality, and this time he was not a hero, not only could he not save Meng Chuan'er, but also Meng Chuan'er had to save him, his incompetence was vividly displayed in front of the person he loved the most.
He really wanted to hug Meng Chuan'er, tease her like he used to, or kiss her face, he knew how to make Meng Chuan'er happy, who had just been in a rage, but he couldn't.
His body doesn't listen to his brain, so he just wants to escape now.
Meng Chuan'er looked back at Xiao Cheng, Xiao Cheng waved his hand at her, and whispered in her ear: "I think he is abnormal." ”
Meng Chuan'er glanced at Xiaocheng: "You can say it." Simpleton. ”
Suddenly, the phone rang in Xiaoshan's mother: "Cheng'er...... Woowoowoo...... Hill...... Did you find it? His father is leaving......
Xiaocheng was like being struck by lightning, because it was the old lady who called, Xiaocheng directly pressed the hands-free. So the three of them all heard it, Yu Xiaoshan and Xiaocheng were stupid and didn't move, Meng Chuan'er dragged the two gentlemen and began to run to the hospital. Only then did they react and began to run wildly.
When he arrived at the hospital, Yu Xiaoshan's father had already begun to open his eyes, and it was estimated that he had returned to the light. There were a lot of relatives around, what Yu Xiaoshan's aunt and uncle, aunts and uncles gathered around the bed anyway.
In fact, this is the first meeting between Meng Chuan'er and Yu Xiaoshan's parents, but she didn't expect to face a farewell to one of them when they met for the first time. It's hard to put into words.
And seriously, no one has the leisure to pay attention to the fact that one of the three people who will come in is Meng Chuan'er, let alone someone who introduces that this is Meng Chuan'er. All eyes are on the patient lying in bed.
Yu Xiaoshan ran over, the old man stretched out his thin and thin hand, opened his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound, only the very, very hoarse: "Ah...... "It......'s the same as when I was born, except that I cried loudly at that time, and at this moment, the world has gone through all the vicissitudes of life."
Yu Xiaoshan held his father's hand, and the old man began to cry, and the muddy tears flowed all over his face. He looked at his son, his eyes full of reluctance.
That look let Yu Xiaoshan know that his father's limit had arrived. He no longer hopes that his father can stand up and go back to the past, he only hopes that his father will return to the time when the spreading cancer cells compressed the cranial nerves.
Back to the time when I saw the old lady and smirked and said, "It's fate to meet you here", can't you even do this!!?
Meng Chuan'er kept staring at Yu Xiaoshan nervously, and found that he was also full of tears, but he couldn't say a word. She immediately realized that Yu Xiaoshan might be sick, and it was not an ordinary illness. Absolutely, it has something to do with the spiritual aspect. For a split second she figured out all the things he had been doing lately.
Why don't you reply to messages, don't answer your own calls, why don't you say you miss her and love her anymore, and why do you always turn off your phone......
Yu Xiaoshan's father trembled and stretched out his other hand to put it on his own hand that his son was holding, and refused to close his eyes, just looked deeply and looked at it.
The old lady stood next to her, she was crying on the phone just now, but now she didn't cry, and she put her hand on her wife's head very calmly: "Old man, what do you want to say?"
The old man tried to pant heavily, but in fact, he only exhaled out, not in: "Ah......" He took out a hand and slowly pointed at Meng Chuan'er.
Meng Chuan'er reacted and hurriedly stood beside the old man: "Dad, my name is Meng Chuan'er, I will marry Xiaoshan, I will have a baby, I will grow old, Xiaoshan's grudge with Wu Peng is over, he will not have any trouble, I will take good care of Xiaoshan, take good care of Mom, and take good care of the baby in the future, Dad!"
This is to say all the possible points of concern that a dying father can think of in one by one mind at the fastest speed, and this kind of meeting is too special, so special that all daughters-in-law are shy when they see their in-laws, and the etiquette is provincial.
What kind of tea engagement certificate, without those steps, just call Dad.
Yu Xiaoshan's mother saw a girl among the people who came in together. She only nodded at Meng Chuan'er, and then her eyes turned to her wife reluctantly.
There is affection in that expression, there is tenderness after the years, and even through the wrinkled face, you can see the shyness of the young girl.
There is just no sadness. People behave differently when faced with a situation of extreme collapse, and this is probably where people are most complicated.
The corners of the old man's mouth rose slightly, faintly as if he was smiling.
His calloused hands hung down, he slowly closed his eyes, exhaled a few more breaths, and then fell silent.
The doctor in charge came to look at it, and then informed the people in the room: "Condolences." ”
"Wow...... Woowoowoo......"
"My own brother, ......"
"My good brother-in-law......"
"Why are you just leaving......"
"Leave me this girl...... How can you live......"
The cry shook the sky and was overwhelmed with grief. Xiao Cheng wiped his tears with his hand, and at the same time grabbed Meng Chuan'er's shoulder with his other hand, grabbing Meng Chuan'er's shoulder painfully - he was afraid that he would cry too loudly and make Yu Xiaoshan even more sad.
Meng Chuan'er's tears also rolled down like beads with broken threads, and she only had one sentence in her heart: My big cat, there is no father......
The strange thing is that Yu Xiaoshan's mother didn't shed a single tear, she began to clean up everywhere, and talked to the old man on the bed while cleaning up: "Old Yu, you are too angry, I am not like you, I am still waiting to see my son get married and see my grandson." ”
"You, you, you can't see it, you don't have this blessing. ”
"Old Yu, we have been in this hospital for several months, and I don't dare to tell you, I can't sleep well every day, this will be fine, and I can go home." ”
"Old Yu, I'll call you in a while, and you'll go home with me, let's not stay here. ”
When Meng Chuan'er heard these words, she couldn't hold back her sobs anymore, this was simply the most painful in the world, she began to think of Brother Chao and Feng Long again, and remembered that she had also said the same thing to them: "Tomorrow I will call you, and you will go home with me." ”
How painful it was when she said that, now the old lady will only hurt ten times and a hundred times more than her, and Meng Chuan'er is in pain beyond comprehension.
The funeral parlor came, three people, and took a stretcher carried by two people. put Yu Xiaoshan's father on a stretcher, then covered him with a white cloth, and wanted to carry him to the car outside the hospital.
At this time, the old lady stopped doing it, and threw herself up and wailed loudly: "What are you going to do? Don't take me away! Don't take my old man away! My old man doesn't want to go with you!"
Xiaocheng hurriedly went over and hugged the old lady, Yu Xiaoshan had been sitting in front of the hospital bed, tears and snot flowing together, but he kept his father's posture before leaving.
Meng Chuan'er went up and patted the old lady's shoulder: "Mom, take care of yourself......"
Without paying attention, the old lady rushed out, and Meng Chuan'er and Xiaocheng ran behind her while crying. The car of the funeral home at the gate drove away, and the old lady chased after the car, crying as she ran: "Don't take my old man......"
Xiaocheng twitched his nose and asked Meng Chuan'er, "What happened to me just now?"
Meng Chuan'er also snorted: "You don't understand, the person died just now, but the body is still there." At this time, I didn't even leave my body for the old lady, so I knew what it was like to be discouraged. The old lady would rather he never be conscious, but not rot and still lie there. ”
Xiaocheng sighed: "It's so uncomfortable, why don't I understand, but you do?"
"Because of the change of identity, if the bed is lying on the hill, so will I. ”