Ling Yuchen looks still soft and weak, looking at his mother whispered: "take off her hands and feet."
Russell white Leng for a few seconds, as the door was opened, the whole people are a little flustered: "you let go, I am your boss!"
Ling Yuchen didn't pay attention to what she said and said softly: "You raise me small, I raise you old. You can rest assured that I will support you for the rest of my life. "
Words fall, he turns to leave, behind is accompanied by bursts of screams.
Not long after that, Russell's spirit began to deteriorate.
But Ling Yuchen would go to her every day to talk about how his father thought of her and how stupid she was.
In fact, Ling Yuchen never felt how much Russell loved his father. He had thought for countless times if his father didn't die, then everything would be different.
That's why he hated Li mubai so much.
But then he learned that even if his father wasn't dead, it wouldn't make any difference.
This woman has always loved only herself, she just lived in her own fantasy, her so-called deep love, from the beginning to the end, only touched her own.
If his father really did not die, he thought, at this moment, they were afraid that they would have been caught.
However, because he died at the beginning of her love affair, he became the obsession of her life and fulfilled her so-called "deep love".
A week later, Russell committed suicide in prison, still holding the diary she had torn to death.
Ling Yuchen stood outside the door looking at her body, gently smile, with a touch of water in the corner of his eyes.
She killed herself by hitting a wall. After all, her hands and feet were useless. If she could hold the torn book, she would have exhausted all her strength.
She had been arrogant and prominent for half her life, and only ended up like this in the end.
"Young master, the body..." Uncle Luo asked in a low voice.
People who usually die in the penalty hall will throw them to the barren mountains to feed wild dogs, but now this There's something special about identity.
Ling Yuchen was silent for a while, slowly opened his mouth: "find a graveyard, set up a monument."
"Yes."
Uncle Luo thought, in the end or the biological mother will be different.
Ling Yuchen just thought, from now on, as long as he saw the tombstone, he knew that he had finally broken the blood ties and shackles that could not be broken away from her, and there was no relationship between him and her.
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on the day of Russell's white burial, Li mubai and Xia feise also arrived.
Looking at the woman on the tombstone, Li mubai was neither happy nor melancholy, but had a piece in his heart that seemed empty.
How much can one hate his mother?
How much love can there be?
He didn't know, but he knew that for the rest of his life, there would never be a man like that stabbing his heart with a knife again and again for the rest of his life.
He and she, the dust has broken.
Looking at the tombstone, Li mubai was silent for a long time, and said softly, "in the afterlife, don't be a mother and son again."
Afraid that he was in a bad mood, Xia Fei se gently held his hand and wanted to make him feel less sad.
Li mubai looked up and squeezed out a smile at him. He said in a warm voice, "let's go."
Xia Fei color looked at the Ling Yu Chen of one side, light voice way: "Yu Chen goes?"
Ling Yuchen did not move, Xia Fei color sighed and left together with Li mubai.
Until they left the cemetery, Xia Fei se felt a little hungry. Li mubai said in a warm voice, "wait here, I'll buy it."
After that, she did not wait for Xia Fei to open her mouth and ran into a small supermarket on the side.
Xia Fei color turns a head, then on Ling Yu Chen you you of the vision, scared a jump.
"Sister in law." Ling Yuchen stares at her slowly.
"Yes?" Xia Fei asked in a warm voice.
"You Can you hold me Ling Yuchen quiet mouth, voice weak.