Chapter 91

The sun rises early in the morning.

Old Ye quietly looked at her bloodless granddaughter. Her eyebrows frowned. Even if she was unconscious, the whole person was still in an extreme state of alert. In the words of the doctor, she was in a state of nervous excitement.

Yesterday, he received a call from Luo Yu's assistant and told him everything about it. It turned out that Xiaoya was kidnapped by Yang Huayu, the boss of Huayu magazine, and almost injected into Hai / Luoyin in retaliation. Moreover, there was a fierce conflict between the two. Xiaoya was seriously stimulated and her mood was very unstable.

When he hurried to the hospital, he saw Zhang Yiheng of Zhang Jia, carefully guarding in front of Xiaoya's hospital bed, and Lu Xiaoya on the hospital bed, as if she would die if touched.

"Hmm..." Lu Xiaoya unconsciously uttered a groan / groan, her eyelids trembled slightly, and finally fully opened, but her eyes were numb and empty, and obviously she still didn't recover.

"Xiaoya, you finally wake up." Old Ye excitedly held her cold little hand.

Lu Xiaoya did not answer.

Everything in the cabin sprang up in her blank mind. She hugged her head in great pain. Her mind was full of Yang Huayu's ferocious and crazy laughter, and the scene when he picked up the needle and plunged it into her arm.

"Ah! Don't come here... Don't... don't... "Lu Xiaoya's mood was out of control again. The picture in her mind was like a devil, pestering and swallowing her.

Old Ye lovingly put Lu Xiaoya in his arms: "it's okay, it's okay, Xiaoya, it's all over, you're safe."

Lu Xiaoya couldn't hear it and kept patting old Ye's body.

"I'm Grandpa, Xiaoya. I can't even recognize grandpa?" Ye Lao held her tightly for fear that she would hurt herself again.

Hearing grandpa's words, Lu Xiaoya's excitement eased a little. Suddenly, she pushed Ye Lao away, rolled up her sleeves, flustered to check her arm, looked at her left hand and checked her right hand.

"Xiaoya, you haven't been injected with drugs / products. Luo Yu arrived in time." Old Ye quickly explained the situation to her.

"Mirror, give me the mirror!" Lu Xiaoya shouted excitedly and didn't listen to Ye Lao's explanation at all.

There are some mirrors in the ward.

Afraid of further deterioration of her condition, old Ye hurried outside, took the mirror with a passing nurse, hurried back to the ward and handed the mirror to Lu Xiaoya.

"Mirror!"

Lu Xiaoya took the mirror and opened it carelessly. The face reflected in the mirror was full of collagen, white skin and bright and moving eyes. There were neither empty eyes nor deep sockets.

Her heart was finally relieved.

"Grandpa!" Lu Xiaoya curled up in Ye Lao's arms and cried as if her emotions had been suppressed for a long time.

Grandpa is still there. He is not involved in drugs. Everything is true, not a dream!

Looking at such a granddaughter, ye Lao was sad and heartache. A good child was tortured like this.

From rebirth to now, Lu Xiaoya felt that everything was untrue, like a dream. She can only tell herself through physical pain that rebirth is true and everything is true now.

However, when Yang Huayu took himself to the hut, when he grabbed his arm and held the syringe, the memory hidden in his heart swallowed her like sea water and swallowed everything about her.

The same place, the same scene and the same plot make Lu Xiaoya in panic unable to distinguish between reality and dream. It seems that even heaven is laughing at her powerlessness, and can only watch everything fall apart in front of her bit by bit.

She is afraid, she is sad, she is wronged, she is uneasy.

For nearly half an hour, ye Lao kept hugging her, letting her nose and tears paste on her clothes.

"Feel better?" Old ye asked with great concern.

Lu Xiaoya's red eyes choked and said, "well, much better, Grandpa."

She looked at the old man who cared about herself so much in front of her, and her heart was even more uncomfortable: "Grandpa, if something really happened to me this time, all people will give up me without hesitation. Originally, everything I have now is given to me by this identity. If I am given up and deprived of this identity, I will have nothing, even more miserable than before."

She has experienced everything abandoned, so she knows more than anyone how painful it will be.

Looking at the terrified granddaughter, Ye is always distressed and surprised. She is distressed that she has to bear so much pain at a young age. She is surprised that she has always been resourceful and confident and has such an inferiority complex and pessimistic idea.

"What does it have to do with you if others don't give up you? As long as you don't give up yourself, people all over the world have given up you, so what?"

Lu Xiaoya stared at her grandfather.

Mr. Ye sighed: "such a huge gap really makes people feel unreal and panic, so you will care about other people's eyes very much. Xiaoya, what would you do if they all denied you? "

"I......" Lu Xiaoya concluded for a moment.

In the last life, didn't she choose to degenerate and abandon herself?

Old Ye's words hit Lu Xiaoya's fragile heart.

In her last life, she has always adhered to the identity of the eldest miss of the Lu family from birth to death. The Lu family acknowledges that such obsession is like a curse that will drive her crazy, or a tightly entangled vine that will pull her to hell.

If you were not so attached to the Lu family in your last life, you might not be so attached to Han Xuan.

"Grandpa, I see. Even if the whole world doesn't agree with me. I am still me, the unique me! " Lu Xiaoya's bright eyes burst out a different brilliance from before.

God pitied her and gave her the chance to be reborn. The good and bad of this life are all in herself, not related to others or previous lives. She is Lu Xiaoya, the only Lu Xiaoya in the world. Her life is also the only life in the world.

She is not persistent in the past, but this does not mean that she will let go of Angelica dahurica.

I won't give up this time. Angelica dahurica, let's ride a donkey and read the libretto. We'll see!

Soon, Master Lu came too.

His face was haggard and anxious. Obviously, he didn't have much rest yesterday.

"Grandpa, you're here." Lu Xiaoya gave a sweet cry. In the face of the only person who was kind to her in the previous life and deprived her of hope when she was most desperate and helpless, her heart was a little more sincere and calm than before.