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Chapter 83

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    Lu Wenyan stared blankly at the remnant scene outside the window in a daze, and said to himself in a daze, "I'm really going to let you down this time, He Lang, I can't wait for you, you have to come  It's too late, it's too late, I can't wait anymore, my regret in this life is that I didn't get to see you in person before I die"

    He Yuwen looked at her in such despair and pain, and kept holding her hand that was getting cold, shaking her head and growling: "Mother, mother, don't, don't, no, no, no!!!"

    Lu Wenyan's face was as pale as a piece of bleak white paper, emotionally agitated and in pain, dragging his sick body and exhausting all his strength to say word by word: "Yu Wen, if next time, next time you can see you  Father, tell him for me that I have waited for him, that I have had a deep relationship with him in this life, Qin Se He Ming and his wife, even though I have died without any regrets, that is, that is"

    Before she could finish speaking, she felt a hot and smelly liquid pouring out of her lungs, suppressing what she wanted to say.

    "Pfft"

    A stream of bright red liquid sprayed out from the pale sky, splashed on the plain mattress, and the corners of the pale mouth, and even splashed a little on He Yuwen's slender and fair arms.  So dazzling and eye-catching, shocking

    He Yuwen hugged her fragile tightly, and kept calling: "Mother, mother!!"

    The ray of setting sun shone on her side face, reflecting her paleness and fragility, and also reflected the blood color so frighteningly, like a rose flower that was so red that it soaked in blood under the cold moonlight.

    In the end, she passed away, leaving with regret and reluctance. She reluctantly left after seeing the sun on the last day. She left in a hurry before nightfall, so calmly and peacefully.  , with the last ray of sunlight in front of the bed, turned around and walked into the darkness.

    Destiny is so ruthless and ungrateful, thinking that everything is the same, and I don¡¯t want to say goodbye again. From the moment of saying goodbye, it is no longer the same as the past, and the ending is already doomed. I think the future will be long.  The cruel thing is that all the turning points are done as a last resort. This is a road that knows no length, no joys and sorrows.

    All the way is hard, all the way is beautiful, don't ask about the way back.

    When life is as peaceful as water, I always feel that time is long, the sun, the moon and the stars come from time to time, spring and autumn come back every year, and everything is still in the future, but we forget that some love is too late after all, is hasty, is  Unpredictable and unexpected, because time is a free body, it comes and goes without knowing, it is ruthless and will not wait for others.

    If it's too late, don't forget that from now on, it will be the last time I see you, love you, and have you.

    Mo Xiaoxiao boiled the soup and medicine, and came carefully from the kitchen, and deliberately let it cool before bringing it in.

    "Mrs. He, I have prepared medicine for you. Today's medicine"

    Mo Xiaoxiao was talking to herself when she was startled by the scene in front of her

    "Snapped!!¡­"

    The decoction in his hand fell to the ground, soaking the broken light and shadow on the ground that witnessed the parting of life and death.

    He Yuwen was lying on the bedside, crying bitterly and hugging Lu Wenyan's cold body. Her complexion was pale without a trace of blood, her disheveled hair fluttered with the slight wind, and the red scar at the corner of her mouth was so shocking.  , the pool of blood on the quilt was sprinkled there in such a ostentatious way, as if it was telling something.

    "Mrs. He, Mrs. He, what's wrong with Mrs. He"

    Mo Xiaoxiao was dull for a moment, and hurried over

    That night seemed to come very early and very fast, but in the blink of an eye, the night fell and the sky was gone, and the wind outside the window was howling, as if they had also heard the sad news, and were mourning each other,  It's winter time, sending away the person who was originally in spring.

    He Yuwen was heartbroken, and had already changed her into a new dress, which was her favorite purple embroidered cheongsam, and tied up her messy hair. He clearly remembered that her mother's love during her lifetime,  She is a woman who loves cleanliness and beauty, so she has to make a decent appearance and leave for her.

    A person's life is just a flash in the pan, death is like a lamp going out, and a lifetime is a long time. Fate has different strengths, but the only fair thing is that everyone comes with nothing and nothing.  Things go, just to sleep forever in the loess with those memories of love and hatred.

    Mo Xiaoxiao was also lingering, with scarlet eyes, watching this bleak and sad scene by his side, she didn't know whether Mrs. He had liberated her heart or was deprived of her heart, and she dared notBelieve it, a soul that was originally alive, happy, sad, loving, or resentful, suddenly turned into a cold corpse lying there, like a drop of water, dripping into the sea, and suddenly disappeared, but  You clearly know that it is there, but you can't feel that she is there, so ethereal and so empty.

    "Boom boom boom"

    At this time, a knock on the door broke the originally heavy and sad atmosphere of the situation, and one didn't need to guess to know that He Yuhua had returned after wandering for a day.

    "Squeak!"

    Mo Xiaoxiao walked over gently, opened the closed door, and saw He Yuhua who was tired and his face was black and purple from the cold wind. He seemed to notice the strangeness on Mo Xiaoxiao's face.

    "What's wrong, you look so haggard, what happened?"

    Listening to He Yuhua's inquiry, Mo Xiaoxiao shook her head, with a bitter expression on her face, and said slowly: "Go in and have a look, your mother, your mother has already gone"

    As soon as Mo Xiaoxiao finished speaking, He Yuhua's hand, which was taking off his coat, immediately stopped, his face was panicked, his face was tense, his expression was in a trance, and he almost shouted: "What, it's impossible!"

    After saying that, he rushed to the back room in a hurry, and didn't even have time to hang up the clothes that fell on the ground.

    When He Yuhua rushed into the room, he saw He Yuwen, who was overwhelmed and sad, with red eyes, sitting beside her as if lost, just quietly guarding her side, regardless of him, and rushed over directly:  "Mother, mother"

    She was still lying there lovingly and peacefully, with her mouth slightly open, as if she still had a lot to say, but her cold body could no longer support her thoughts and love.

    He Yuhua cried, with tears streaming down her face, blaming herself and guilt, and knelt down in front of her cold body: "Mother, mother, I am late, my son is not filial, don't talk like this, don't ignore me, okay, you  Get up, get up, beat me or scold me, I have absolutely no complaints, I was wrong, mother, I was wrong!"

    "That's enough, can you let my mother go away with peace of mind, can you stop making noise and be quiet for me."

    He Yuwen beside him growled coldly with a heavy expression.

    With tears in his eyes, He Yuhua beat his chest and stamped his feet, complaining to himself: "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooi, i should not have left your side, i was wrong, i was wrong!!"

    "Since you knew this early on, why did you bother to go over the Ten Thousand Mountains in a light boat, so what's the use of being so paranoid now, instead it makes mother go uneasy"

    He Yuhua slowly stood up from her bed with tears in her eyes, and walked slowly to He Yuwen's side, with a mocking smile slightly raised on the corner of her mouth: "Do you think you are great again? It's your cowardice and incompetence,  To let my mother die in tears, to keep my father from grievances, and to keep the He family from seeing the light of day, are you more capable than me? What justice, original intention, morality and benevolence are all false, you are the most hypocritical person, you coward  !"

    "Snapped¡­!"

    Suddenly, a loud slap echoed throughout the room, piercing the original silence.

    "You are enough, you have no shame in your big words."

    He Yuhua sneered coldly: "Hehe, since you are incompetent, don't interfere in everything I do in the future. If you dare not be a bad person, let me do it."

    During that long night, He Yuwen not only had to accept the sudden heart-wrenching sorrow, but also endured the torture of every word He Yuhua said. The guilt and entanglement in his heart repeatedly pushed him into the abyss, while he had to think  Mother's funeral, while still having to think about how to make things better.  Exhausted from thinking about it, I fell in front of the cool window, and had to rush to write a letter home to my sister who was far away in the ocean without knowing it

    I vaguely remember that it rained for three consecutive days after that day. The light rain seemed to have absorbed all the sadness in the world, and it fell indifferently for three days. It was the time in winter, and it belonged to the cold winter  The miserable cold rain here.

    ?Because she didn't like cold and rainy days during her lifetime, she chose a sunny and sunny day for burial. It was a bright day with warm sunshine and slight chill.

    The two brothers of the He family went back and forth to the cemetery of their ancestors in Bizhou that day, and placed her soul in one place with many deserted tombs, and stayed with Changfeng Huangcang, sleeping in the loess.

    Those deep and shallow memories and love are all left there, and they will end on that day.

    From morning to dusk, a few black shadows of vicissitudes and pain dragged away alone, taking away the grief and regret, a world of blue sky, deserted tombs add new hatred, and the rolling sunset shines on someone's desolation.

    How can someone who has never lost a loved one feel the pain of losing his loved one!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)The feeling that the heart is reluctant to lose what it loves!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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