Chapter 637

When Xie Yao received the news, it was the next morning.

She and Gu Jing rushed to the hospital in a hurry, and the atmosphere in the ward was as heavy as death.

Murong Lin was half kneeling in front of the hospital bed, with his head down and his face buried in his palm. Although he could not see the expression on his face, he felt the great sadness that filled his whole body.

But Yang Xi lies on the sickbed, with her eyes closed. She looks calm and serene, just like when she is sleeping. Only one side of the monitoring machine from time to time came out the harsh drip sound, the monitoring screen is a straight line ahead.

Yang Xi fell asleep in muronglin's out of tune singing. She slept peacefully, breathing, heartbeat and blood pressure seemed normal.

However, she never woke up again. At dawn, the monitor suddenly made a harsh sound, and Yang Xi's heart stopped beating.

The doctor carried out emergency rescue, but Yang Xi failed to recover her heartbeat, so she left peacefully, seemingly without pain or regret.

The dead will not be sad, sad only to be left behind.

Xie Yao stumbled into the ward, and at that moment her mind was blank.

Although she had a feeling yesterday, her mother may be leaving her. However, when she saw her mother turned into a cold body, she found that she could not accept it at all.

Xie Yao sits on the edge of the hospital bed, shaking out her hand and holding Yang Xi's hand.

At this time, Yang Xi's hand is cold, without a trace of temperature.

Xie Yao opened her eyes and looked at her mother's face. In a trance, she seemed to see her mother open her eyes and smile at her gently.

Xie Yao felt the pain in her eyes. She blinked her eyes and tears came out uncontrollably.

"Your mother, she has worked hard. I know she is reluctant to leave on your wedding day. " Muronglin's choking voice rang in her ear.

After listening, Xie Yao bent her lips and couldn't help sneering. "A few days ago, the doctor told me that my mother's recent condition is very stable, at least for more than half a year. Thanks to you, she went to heaven ahead of time. "

Gu Jingyu has always been very attentive to Yang Xi's illness. He used all his relationships and contacts to spend a lot of money, and invited a dozen domestic and foreign medical authorities to consult Yang Xi.

Although, the results are consistent, Yang Xi's illness is just a drag.

But for Gu Jingyu, it's good to delay even one more day. He didn't want to see his beloved woman sad. The later the day comes, the better.

Gu Jingyu is almost using money to buy Yang Xi's life. Fortunately, the money is very effective. Yang Xi's condition tends to be stable. If there is no accident yesterday, Yang Xi can at least sustain for more than half a year.

Doctors and nurses came to persuade their families to mourn and take down Yang Xi's medical equipment, which has no significance for a person who has passed away.

Later, the nurse put the white sheet on Yang Xi's face and pushed her out of the ward.

Xieyao cried out: "Mom!"

Murong Yubin ran out of control and was stopped by Murong Lin.

Yang Xi's funeral was especially grand, but people have passed away, and what is the significance of honor after death. Even a grand funeral is for the living.

Xieyao was still wearing a wedding dress yesterday, but today she put on a mourning dress. Her whole body was filled with a sudden cold of strangers. Like a puppet, she had no expression from the beginning to the end.

Gu Jingyu has been inseparable with her side, but rarely speak, try to reduce the sense of existence. At this time, what Xie Yao needs is not comfort, but company.

He wanted her to know that she was not alone.

Murong Yubin is also a rare silent, slightly red eyes, orderly reception of the guests who come to mourn.

Muronglin seemed to be in his teens, motionless and speechless. He had been sitting in the corner holding Yang Xi's relics.

Probably, people only know what it means to regret when they lose it completely.

He didn't dare to tell her that he knew he was wrong, and he had already regretted it.

Over the years, he often dreamed of their youth. She sat in front of the window and drew the design. It was sunny outside. The smile on her face was more brilliant than the sunshine outside.

I dreamed that she had insomnia and headache, and pestered him to sing. She despised him for his bad singing and out of tune, but she fell asleep in his arms.

Every time I wake up from my dream, muronglin's heart is empty.

If only I could live in my dream forever. They have been together, even if there is no child in their lives, as long as they can stay by her side, watch her smile, accompany her to make trouble, reach out and hug her into their arms, he will be satisfied.

Unfortunately, there is no Yang Xi in the world any more. There is only a cold picture in his arms.

After Yang Xi was buried, they stayed in the cemetery until evening, and Murong Lin came home with Murong Yubin.

Murong Yubin was very deep. He was wearing a black suit and a filial piety belt on his arm.

He came in with Yang Xi's picture and met Zhang Meng and Murong Yuwei's mother and daughter.

Zhang Meng is carrying a suitcase in his hand, obviously he came back to pack things.

The woman has always known how to judge the situation. It used to be that she didn't leave. Now Murong Yuwei has made such a big mistake. She runs fast.

Murong Yubin's eyes fell on Zhang Meng's suitcase. The box is not big, but it looks heavy. It should contain all the belongings of Zhang Meng.

Murong Yubin once heard that old lady Murong accidentally said that Zhang Meng's family was ordinary, and there were his younger brother and sister who were studying at home, so the burden was very heavy.

When she married into Murong's house, she brought only a few clothes and supplies. And Mrs. Murong, who has been working for many years, must have made a lot of money.

"Yubin, you are back." Zhang Meng, with a fake smile on his face, lamented, "you can't come back to life if you die. All blame aunt bad, did not take good care of Yuwei, let her run out to make fun of. But she's your sister after all. She's young and ignorant. Don't blame her. "

Murong Yubin stared at Zhang Meng and Murong Yuwei's mother and daughter with red eyes. Like a bloodthirsty beast, he could attack and kill people at any time.

He didn't believe Zhang Meng was innocent at all. Murong Yuwei dared to make a scene at the wedding, among which there must be Zhang Meng's encouragement or even help.

Zhang Meng in Murong Yubin forced people's eyes, how many some fear, she subconsciously grasped the suitcase in her hand.

However, Murong Yuwei obviously didn't inherit her mother's mind and bearing, and she was very brave.

She glanced at the filial piety belt on Murong Yubin's arm and the portrait in her hand, and then she said with a sneer: "Murong Yubin, won't you change a suit before you enter the door? It's not bad to come back from the cemetery. And what are you doing with this woman's picture? Are you dead to be my mother! My mother is the rightful Mrs. Murong, the hostess of this family! A junior, even if dead, don't want to enter the room "Ah!"

Before Murong Yuwei finished speaking, Murong Yubin raised his hand and gave a slap.