Nanzhi looks at the picture in the rescue room. Her chest seems to be tightly held by an invisible black hand.
The body couldn't stop shaking.
How could the old lady have died?
This kind of separation between heaven and man, the end of the fate of this life, Nanzhi most afraid to see.
I don't know how long it took, the medical staff pushed out the old lady covered with white cloth, and Xueer followed the cart all the time, sobbing.
Nanzhi looked at the man who was still kneeling in the operating room, and walked towards him stiffly.
There was no emotion in his unruly face, but his eyes were scarlet, and his tight lips were pale with excessive force.
He knelt there quietly, as if he had been fixed.
Not moving.
Not moving.
Nanzhi comes to him, stretches out his small hand stiffly, hugs his head and presses it to his waist.
He didn't hug her back or push her away.
Two people, one standing, one kneeling.
Silence, silence.
Sadness, spread.
She held his head and her eyes were dim. "If it's easier to cry, cry!"
For a long time, the man stood up from the ground and looked at the woman in front of him. He hugged her into his arms and put his tight jaw on her head. His heart ached. "Grandma is gone, too."
His voice was as if it had been cut by a sharp edge, and he was as hoarse as words.
Nanzhi looks up at him.
His eyes, deep pain, sadness, no God
"I promised my father to take good care of my grandmother, but I only focused on my career and didn't do my filial piety around her."
Nanzhi put his hands around his waist, tears could not help falling down, "Si Han, everything will be OK, you cheer up, grandma's affairs still need you to deal with."
Musihan loosened Nanzhi and held her small hand tightly. "Well, I may be very busy recently. I'll take you back first."
Nanzhi wanted to say no, but when she touched his bloodshot eyes, she couldn't help but feel the pain.
There is no denying words.
As he drove her back to the apartment, both kept silent.
But one of his big hands held her tightly, as if to draw warmth from her, and she held him back.
Both of them are in a heavy mood.
Nobody expected that the old lady would leave in a hurry.
The car stopped downstairs in Nanzhi community, and musihan put out the fire, released Nanzhi's hand, and took out the cigar box from the storage box.
Nanzhi thought of the old lady's last words. She looked at the side face with clear edges and corners. She was going to tell him what she had met with the old lady in the evening.
She didn't do anything to stimulate the old lady except to promise her to leave him. When she left, the old lady didn't seem too excited.
Whether he believes it or not, strange or not, she is ready.
"Mushihan, I have something to tell you..."
Before she finished speaking, the vibration of his mobile phone suddenly began to buzz.
Nanzhi's words were interrupted, only to wait for him to finish the call.
She couldn't hear what was said on the other end of the phone, and saw his face suddenly change, even colder and sharper.
He hung up the phone, black eyes lacquer looking at Nanzhi, "I have something to deal with, do not send you up."
Nanzhi opened her mouth and her throat was astringent
She pushed the door open and got out of the car. As soon as he got to his feet, Bentley rushed away.
Nanzhi looked at the car which disappeared in the sight in a flash, with a slight trance.
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