Chapter 859

The picture on the tombstone was chosen by Xu Jiamu. Soon after Han Ruchu married Xu Wanli, they went on their honeymoon. Xu Wanli took a picture of her.

Han Ruchun in the photo is smiling brightly and brightly, and his eyebrows and eyes are full of vigor and confidence.

In Xu Jiamu's memory, Han Ruchun never laughed like this. In front of him, she was very kind and pretended to be in love with Xu Wanli. However, when she turned around, she would be indifferent to Xu Wanli.

Xu Jiamu was on the phone when he heard that Han Ruchu had committed suicide. He even thought that she would speak to him last night when he drove to the hospital. He told her why she would die when he waited for her to come out?

But when the fire burned her body to ashes, he suddenly became a little calm.

His mother did not blame him, but his mother did not want to live.

When she said to him, "Jiamu, take good care of yourself", she was actually ready to commit suicide.

He thought, maybe when she said that sentence, she regretted that she had made such a tragedy in her life. However, it was too late for her to turn back. She hated and resented all her life. Suddenly, one day, she let go of her hatred and resentment. She didn't know how to continue her life, so she had to choose to die 。

A hundred dead, disappeared, all the end of everything.

And then, what about her? Finally, I can break free.

Xu Jiamu also understood that for Han Ruchu, death is far more happy than alive.

When she was alive, she was not happy every day and night, she hated every moment, she turned herself into a devil, no man, no ghost.

However, when Xu Jiamu kneels in front of Han Ruchu's tombstone after the burial, he still can't help crying.

In any case, she is his mother after all, even if everything is wrong, she is the mother who gave birth in October and raised him through all kinds of hardships.

In her whole life, I'm afraid she didn't really treat anyone well, but she really did. She took out her heart and took out her lungs to be nice to him.

When Xu Jiamu and song Xiangsi left, it was already five o'clock in the morning, and there was a light rain in the sky.

On the night of early spring, it rained, and it was still chilly. Xu Jiamu took off her suit and put it on Song Xiangsi's body. She took her hand and stepped on the steps in the rain and went down to the cemetery.

Two people still do not have any conversation, in fact, do not need any conversation, sometimes, silent company, better than a thousand words and thousands of words.

Back in the city, it's already seven o'clock. It's already daybreak. Song Xiangsi takes advantage of Xu Jiamu's bath and goes downstairs to buy breakfast.

Back home, song Xiangsi put the breakfast on the table, went to the disinfection cabinet, took the plate out, and just put it on the table, the bedroom door was opened, Xu Jiamu came out from inside with her wet hair on her head, and still held her mobile phone: "telephone."

With his words, there was a cell phone ringing.

Song Xiangsi reached out his hand and took a look at the caller ID, then answered: "Acacia, what time do you arrive at the hospital today?"

Song Xiangsi subconsciously looked at Xu Jiamu, who was wiping her hair with a towel, pursed her lips and said, "I'm a little busy recently. I'll contact you again in a few days, OK?"

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