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"Cousin..."

At this time, he didn't want to call him "general manager Lu".

Since the other party is willing to come over, it means that he has accepted Ye Qinghuan and naturally has accepted everything in the present.

Lu Yiyao walked towards him with a sharp step. Also did not care with him, coldly should he.

"Well."

"Brother Yan is asleep?"

Gu Yunxiao cares.

"Well, I just fell asleep."

Lu Yi Yao walks to his side, hands into the trouser pocket, look lonely cold high cold.

"Brother Yan is really hard..."

"In this world, who doesn't work hard?"

Lu Yi Yao lifted his thin lips and spoke in a low voice.

"Yes? Who doesn't work hard? Even people like Uncle Jin are very hard... "

“……”

Lu Yi Yao no longer opens his mouth, his sharp face is covered with a thin layer of cold haze.

Gu Yunxiao knew that he was in a bad mood at this time, so he didn't say much. Look back, continue to look at the dark night sky.

Suddenly, a lonely star glides across the sky, the lonely cold light makes people heartbroken.

Gu Yunxiao's blue eyes shrunk for a while, and his mood became more and more heavy.

At this time, to see the stars fall is not a good sign.

Lu Yi Yao stands upright, his deep narrow eyes reflect the endless sky. He saw that scene very well. The mood is complicated.

He could not have imagined that 28 years later, he would experience the pain of losing his mother again.

In those years, when ye Qinghuan fell down the Qingfeng cliff, he was only a hundred days old, totally unable to realize the pain.

Over the years, he has seen a lot of parting. But never this time, so painful.

At that time, he has not found out, and has not enjoyed the lost maternal love again.

So soon, he's going to lose it again. And it's been lost for a long time.

Fate is unfair to him.

How much has he experienced since he was born?

Fortunately, he has Lin ange and the children.

Ten minutes later.

Gu Yunxiao turned his head, looked at him, and asked.

"Cousin, are you really going to let my aunt..."

His throat was blocked and he couldn't say what was behind him.

"If she doesn't want to go back, why should she be forced?"

Lu Yi Yao's deep and narrow eyes slightly shrunk, and there is no dilution of helplessness and sadness in the cold and deep voice line.

"It is said that the fallen leaves return to their roots. Cousin, why don't we persuade her again... "

"Forget it..."

Lu Yi Yao's voice is more deep.

"Cousin, Ge Ge Ge told me last time that the people of Xu family in Yunshan looked for her and wanted to see her. This shows that they still miss their little aunt in their hearts... "

Gu Yunxiao turned around, his back against the railing.

The night breeze rises slightly, and there is a faint fragrance floating in the air. The fragrance of the flowers is very light. If the valley is blue, it is not orchid.

"Miss? Ah... "

Lu Yiyao's chilly lip corner held out a faint sneer, and her fair eyebrows twisted, as sharp as a cold knife.

"If it had not been for what they had done to her, how could she have vowed never to return?"

He still used "she" instead of "mother.".

"Cousin, do you mean that the people of the Xu family treat my aunt..."

Gu Yunxiao hears this sentence, the heart is greatly shocked, the blue eyes close very tightly, the tone becomes dignified a few minutes.

"Master Lu, master Yunxiao..."

Ali trotted over and interrupted their conversation in a hurry.

"What's the matter?"

Gu Yunxiao looks at him, doubt way.

"Master Lu, master Yunxiao, my wife is dying..."

"What are you talking about? My aunt... "

Gu Yunxiao's heart tightened and turned. Lu Yiyao has already strode down the stairs, his back is very lonely.

"Ali, go."

Gu Yunxiao followed.

Lu Yi Yao quickly steps downstairs and pushes open the door of Ye Qinghuan's room.

As soon as I went in, I could smell a strong smell of rust, which was quite disgusting.

Lu Yiyao knows that she has vomited blood again.

In front of Ye Qinghuan's bed, there are Nan Huaijin and his private doctor, two nurses and a nurse.

Half way, Lu Yiyao suddenly stops. Jun face tight, pursed lips, covered with bright red blood of the ink pupil, an instant to look at the end of life ye Qinghuan.

The scene of Lu Jinhui's death reappears before his eyes.

He knew in his heart that ye Qinghuan could not endure tonight.

"What's the matter, cousin?"

Gu Yunxiao, who ran in after him, almost hit him. Seeing him standing still, he stopped and asked heavily."Yiyao, come here quickly..."

Originally fixed to look at Ye Qinghuan, Nan Huaijin turns her head. Her elegant eyes are filled with unspeakable sadness.

“……”

Lu Yiyao didn't make a sound, his legs were as heavy as lead, and his "nails" were in place without moving half a minute.

"Cousin..."

Gu Yunxiao came up to him and called him low.

Lu Yiyao's stern face became more tense and his chin became more firm. His deep eyes flashed. Fog floating in the corner of the eye.

The next second, he heavily pursed his lips, slightly raised his eyes, and forcibly collected the fog in his eyes.

"What's wrong with you, cousin?"

Gu Yunxiao saw that he was still standing still and asked in a low voice again.

"Yi Yao, what should be faced must be faced."

Nan Huaijin looks at Lu Yiyao and, with grief in her stomach, opens her mouth to persuade her.

He can understand Lu Yiyao's mood at the moment. Nothing is more painful than facing the death of his close relatives. What's more, this is the mother he saw after 28 years.

That's the man who brought him into the world.

No matter how much blame she used to have, it's gone now.

"Cousin..."

“……”

Lu Yiyao still purses his cold lips and lowers his head. Palm, a stabbing pain. Two seconds later, it took another step.

"Yi Yao, accompany your mother well..."

Seeing him approaching, Nan Huaijin patted him on the shoulder and closed her eyes. Negative hand, turn around and walk towards the door.

"You all go out..."

All the others in the ward, they all withdrew.

Gu Yunxiao walked at the end, gently brought the door.

Xu is that they are all gone. Ye Qinghuan and Lu Yiyao are left in the room. The air seems a little chilly.

"Yi Yao..."

Has been closed eyes, ye Qinghuan suddenly narrowed his eyes, gas if you have to call him a.

“……”

Lu Yiyao sat down, his dark pupils tightened, reflecting Ye Qinghuan's waxy and emaciated face.

Once again, he clearly felt the breath of death and the desolation of the end of life.

"Yi Yao..."

Ye Qinghuan tried to pull the eyelids, eyes are still only half squint.

In the narrow line of sight, Lu Yiyao's sharp and sharp face is not real.

Ye Qinghuan could not help blinking her eyelids. Her eyes were still covered with a layer of water mist, hazy. Still can't see.

At the moment, her mood is complicated.

There are surprises, but some uneasiness.

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