Chapter 471

Shen Ruan Yang raised the corner of his lips and chuckled, "this is the seal that Shen Cong carved for me when he was traveling."

Recalling the past, Shen Ruan's face was even more smiling. She rubbed it carefully and continued: "before, I still disliked him for being too old-fashioned, and even took this thing to me. Unexpectedly, this is the only thing I can find now that has a trace of contact with him."

"It's OK. There will be more and more in the future." Fu Jinnan asked her to put her head on her shoulder and said in a low voice, "there are more than ten hours left. You should have a sleep first."

Although Shen Ruan didn't feel sleepy, she knew that if she shook her head, Fu Jinnan would be more worried.

His face was full of haggard fatigue and deep sadness. Shen Ruan knew that he would have such a change because of himself.

Shen Ruan even more dare not imagine, if he is not at his side, then encounter such a thing, she will directly collapse, do not know what to do.

……

In the hospital, Shen Cong is lying on the bed, blinking at the ceiling, without any expression on his face.

The psychiatrist sat on the edge and said something slowly, but he didn't respond. As a result, a sense of frustration slipped onto the psychologist's face.

He took a look and shook his head slightly. Just as he was about to stand up, he saw a woman with a pregnant woman pushing open the door of the ward and came in. He was about to ask if he had gone to the wrong place. Before he could ask for the exit, he saw Fu Jinnan, who was closely behind her.

Shen Ruan looked at Shen Cong, who had no blood color on the hospital bed. He held out his hand to cover his mouth and tried to keep his crying from his throat. "Shen Cong, are you ok?"

However, her words were like speaking to the air without any reply.

Fu Jinnan took a chair on the side and put it beside the hospital bed. He pressed Shen Ruan down on her shoulder and whispered, "Ruan Ruan, you can talk with Shen Cong in the ward. We'll go out first."

He knew that if they both stayed in the ward, Shen Ruan would not be able to speak directly.

Shen Ruan gave him a look of gratitude. "Thank you, Jin Nan."

He curled up the corner of his lips, a faint smile, stretched out his hand on her forehead and gently nodded, "what a silly thing to say."

After closing the door of the ward again, only the two of them were left in the huge ward. Shen Ruan reached out and held Shen Cong's hand tightly. There was no reaction or temperature, which made her feel more painful.

In the past, as long as she held Shen Cong's hand, he would immediately shake off, and then exaggeratedly called out, "sister, you are too numb. We are already several years old, and you still hold my hand."

At that time, Shen Ruan always looked at him with disgust and said, "can you control your voice? It's too noisy. "

But now, he was lying in the hospital bed, and his eyes didn't move. Shen Ruan couldn't help remembering the past. She tried to hold back her tears and sobbed: "Shen Cong, I'm holding your hand now. Why don't you shout a word? Why don't you say I'm too numb?"

But the response to her, after all, is just the quiet air.

Shen Ruan stretched out his hand and lifted his tears from the corner of his eyes and pursed his lips. After calming down the emotion in his heart, Shen Ruan simply stood up, pointed to Shen Cong's face and roared: "Shen Cong, this matter has nothing to do with you. On the contrary, it's you who are now lying in the hospital bed, and you feel that your aunt can walk at ease? Do you think you are worthy of your mother? "

Hearing this, Shen Cong's eyebrows and eyes seemed to move slightly.

Shen Ruan knew that he didn't have any emotion any more, but he pressed hard and didn't want to let the sadness in his heart vent out.

She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and opened them again. Her eyes already had a trace of ferocity. "Shen Cong, if you don't want your mother to go at ease, you just lie here and don't get up. Then I won't help my aunt deal with anything behind her. Just let her go. Even if it is asked by others, I have a clear conscience. After all, her own son is lying here, still motionless, and doesn't deal with it at all. Why should my niece help her deal with it? "

Even worse than this, Shen Ruan had not thought of it for a moment. Even if it appeared in her mind, she couldn't say it at once.

Looking at Shen Cong with low eyes, she sighed for a long time. Suddenly, she felt powerless and said in a low voice: "if you are still like this, I can only leave."

At the moment when she turned around, a burst of crying came out from the hospital bed. At first, it was the cry of gripping his teeth. At the back, his cry gradually increased and he yelled, "sister, it's all I'm useless. I hurt my mother. If I could catch her at that time, it would not have happened. Certainly not."

The tears that he endured for a long time ran down like a stream

Shen Ruan stood aside, holding his hands tightly. "Shen Cong, it's not your fault. No one wants it like this!""No, I'm useless." Shen Cong's cry is getting louder and louder.

Fu Jinnan, who was standing at the door of the ward, heard his hysterical roar and worried that Shen Ruan would not be able to cope with it alone. He stood up and wanted to see the specific situation. As soon as his hands touched the door handle of the ward, he was immediately stopped by a psychologist, "Mr. Fu, don't go in first. If he goes in, his mood may soon stop. Now it's just right. He can express his feelings

Shen Ruan stood by the hospital bed and looked at Shen Cong crying like a tearful man, but he did not say anything or touch him to give him any comfort.

Knowing that his cry gradually subsided, she sat down again in the chair, raised her eyes and blinked. After collecting all the tears in her eyes, she choked and said, "Shen Cong, now that things are like this, we should keep up our spirits and deal with the last thing, so that my aunt can walk with ease."

……

The funeral was scheduled for a week.

This day, even the God seems to be aware of their sadness at this time. It has been sunny for days, but today it is a continuous drizzle.

They were dressed in black, standing in front of the tombstone with the photo of aunt, quietly watching her smile in the photo.

Shen Cong said: "my mother loves to laugh and to be free, but now she is trapped in such a small world. She must be very sad."

Fu Jinnan raised his hand and patted him gently on the shoulder and whispered, "but her soul is free and can go anywhere between heaven and earth, isn't it?"

"Yes." Shen Cong nodded and his tears fell to the ground with the rain.

After a while, he raised the corner of his lips and said with a smile: "almost, my mother said before, the most regretful thing is to tell you about their previous generation, let you this pair of talented women so separated, now can see you together again, she must be very happy."

"Well, I'll be happy." Shen Ruan hugged Shen Cong tightly with open arms. Then he put the rose in his hand in front of her tomb and whispered, "Auntie, I will come here to send you your favorite rose every year. You can rest assured that you will not be alone."

After the aunt's friends left, the three of them stood for a while before they left.

On the way out of the cemetery, Shen Ruan looked at Shen Cong, who was walking alone in front of them. Just looking at his back, he felt that his back was much heavier and seemed to have grown a lot.

She asked, "Shen Cong, have you ever thought about what to do next?"

Shen Cong shook his head and slowly slowed down his pace. "I haven't thought about it. Maybe I'll find a job. I'll stay in Ningxi steadily and see your baby born and grow up."

With that, he looked up and looked at the sky. Finally, he sighed, "but it is possible that I will continue to walk on the road and go to places where my mother has always wanted to go but has not been able to go. However, it has not been decided yet. I will definitely stay in Ningxi in these two days."

"Then you live with us." Although Shen Cong's small apartment has not been refunded, and there are hourly workers cleaning all the time, Shen Ruan is really not at ease, let him live at home alone.

I'm afraid that if he stays at home alone, he'll think a lot, and then he can't get out again.

Naturally, Shen Cong knew Shen Ruan's intention and stopped. When they approached him slowly, Shen Cong put his hand on Fu Jinnan's shoulder and was ready to speak.

At this time, a police car whistling its siren suddenly stopped in front of them.

Two policemen in police uniform got out of the car. They showed their ID cards almost at the same time. One of the taller men said in a deep voice, "Fu Jinnan, right? Now we suspect that you are related to a drug trafficking case. Please come back with us to help investigate. "

Drug trafficking?

Hearing these three words, Shen Ruan's face turned pale and immediately asked, "what drug trafficking case? You must be mistaken, Jin Nan. He never does these things. "

Another police officer laughed with a polite attitude. "We also hope that our investigation direction is wrong. After all, we have heard about Mr. Fu Jinnan's important role in the shopping malls of Ningxi city. If Mr. Fu really did this, it would be a bad example for the people of Ningxi."

With that, he turned and opened the back door of the police car. His face immediately became serious, "Fu Jinnan, get on the bus."