Chapter 240

"Nianan..."

Early in the morning, Yan Qiufeng just pushed Su nianan's room open, and saw Su nianan sitting in front of the TV.

Empty eyes, it seems that there is no focal point in the eyes. That pair of eyes have lost their vitality, as if they were sculpture.

"What's the matter with you?"

He asked tentatively, but Su nianan was still sitting on one side.

His hands trembled at the TV in front of him.

Yan Qiufeng can't help but frown a little and look at the past.

But when you see something on the TV screen, it's as if time is still.

Step forward and press the button quickly. In a flash, the TV was turned off.

"Nianan... Don't get upset. I know you want to go back, but you really can't go back now, you know?"

Su nianan sat on one side, just like she couldn't feel anything.

Tears in the eyes are still flowing out of the eyes. Drop by drop of hot tears, wet her pretty face.

"Give me the plane ticket, I'll go back to see my son..."

"You can't go back now. If you go back, you'll never come back."#@&

Yan Qiufeng said solemnly, while shaking Su nianan's thin arms with his hands.

It's just for her to wake up as soon as possible, because it's definitely not the time to get emotional.

"Little girl died... He just died. He was still so young. I didn't even hear him call me several times. My mother died like this..."

Su nianan whispered softly, and the tears of Dou came out of his eyes. Finally, his voice became choked.

The whole body is shaking&

Su nianan is biting her lips tightly. She doesn't want to let her tears fall down, but she finds it really hard.

Every nerve seems to be on the verge of collapse.

Yan Qiufeng looked at the woman in front of her, and she cried helplessly and became a tearful person.

His heart is like a knife, especially uncomfortable.

I can't help but take this petite person into his broad mind.

"Don't cry... For your children, you must live well, you know? Don't do anything stupid

Su nianan did not know how long she had been crying. Then her tears stopped flowing, and the tears on her face were dried by the wind.

"You go out... I want to be alone for a while..."

Su nianan looks at Yan Qiufeng with dull eyes.

The pretty little face was a little white, and it was as white as paper.

Yan Qiufeng bit Junlang's thin lips slightly, and his brows were locked tightly. His face was full of sadness and his heart was full of words, but he didn't know where to start. After all, the pain of losing a child is not what ordinary people can say clearly, and it is not what ordinary people can bear.

Although the eyes show a lot of reluctant, but finally slowly left.

The silence in the room was restored.

Su nianan looked at the mirror not far away.

A wry smile rippled on his lips. Under the reflection of the mirror, his whole expression seemed particularly gloomy.

There's no sense of beauty at all, even some people.

"Children... You tell your mother, how can your mother find you... My mother really wants to see you, to see your last appearance, children, I'm sorry..."

The voice is quiet, saying word by word, the notes of each word are long.

Sound around the whole room for a long time, a long time to disperse.

Su nianan stretched out his slender fingers and slowly took out a pair of bright scissors from the exquisite jewelry box.

In the light of the light, the whole scissors exudes a cool glow.

The light reflected in the dark eyes, it is particularly cold.

"Mom will be back with you soon, and you won't be alone..."

Su nianan whispered word by word. And the scissors, all of a sudden against her carotid artery.

The icy feeling made Su nianan tremble slightly.

But even so, there is no way to stop the next move.

"Ah..."

With a soft murmur. A lot of blood came out of the wrist like a fountain

Instantly dyed all the surrounding floors red. A bloody hole, impressively appeared in the arm.

The bright red is dazzling, just like the blooming rose, but the red is gloomy.

This red is a symbol of death... People can't help but feel creepy when they see it.

Su nianan tried to bear the pain of her heart and wanted to give herself a pair of scissors.

But after all, it's too painful. The second scissors can't get off this hand.

Su nianan had no choice but to give up, but even in her eyes, she didn't show any timidity.

Calm eyes like a pool of stagnant water in general, do not see any waves, is a pair of death like home, quietly sitting in front of the mirror.

The blood flowed down her wrist, dyed her fingers and clothes red. On her snow-white skirt, there were bright red flowers.

Su nianan didn't say anything and didn't take any rescue measures.

So quietly looking at the blood, little by little out of the body. Feel the body in a little bit of cold, body temperature in a little bit of drop.

Feel the consciousness in a little bit of fuzzy.

Sunian quietly staring out of the window, the heart is very clear. Their physical characteristics in the slow passage, with the blood slowly out of the body.

If you don't take any measures, you will die here soon.

But without children, she is living like a walking corpse.

Now I just want to run away from this body and reunite with my son.

Originally thought that the child is the goal of their own struggle, the power of struggle. But in the end, suddenly found no power, little girl so suddenly left himself.

This sudden departure, let her really some can't stand, as if in a flash lost the spiritual support, also really lost all the source of power.

"Don't be afraid, child. My mother will go to huangquan to accompany you right away..."

Su nianan whispered over and over again, as if to say it to herself and to the dead child.

As time goes by, consciousness becomes more and more blurred.

Finally, because of massive blood loss, Su nianan suffered from cerebral shock, fell heavily to the floor and fell into the pool of blood