She sat next to him and stayed with him quietly. It was a wonderful time when no one disturbed her.

The setting sun outside the window sank little by little, and Hengan entered the night again.

It's just that today, New Year's Eve, there are thousands of lights outside and the sound of firecrackers is loud, but the hospital is deserted than ever.

Jiang Lan listened to the sound of firecrackers outside, leaned in Lu Jingchi's arms, and looked out the window at the night sky with bright fireworks.

Suddenly, Lu Jingchi's cell phone rang, and she hurried over to get it for him.

It was Mrs. Lu who called.

Lu Jingchi frowned, but still answered the phone.

As soon as the connection was connected, Mrs. Lu's voice came from the other side, "Jingchi, aren't you in Lin'an? Today is New Year's Eve, aren't you going home?"

Lu Jingchi's face was calm. He listened to what she said before speaking: "I'm not in Lin'an and I won't come back."

"You kid! Why are you running outside during the Chinese New Year? Who are you with?"

Mrs. Lu didn't know what happened in Heng'an yet. She never paid attention to it. She glanced at the news about the cruise ship and dismissed it. She didn't know that Lu Jingchi was in the hospital now. No one told her.

"All of you have run away one by one. Your father is not at home, your sister is still in prison, and you are not here either. I am the only one left in this room."

When talking about the latter part, Mrs. Lu's tone gradually lost, revealing an uncontrollable loneliness.

She said sadly: "Even the servants have gone home."

Lu Jingchi said nothing, and there was nothing visible on his face.

Mrs. Lu didn't wait for his answer, then spoke again: "Why don't you speak?"

"say what?"

Mrs. Lu was a little angry, "Aren't you coming back?"

"Can't go back."

"You..." Mrs. Lu was speechless. Perhaps she was too lonely. When she heard his cold voice, she felt a surge of sourness for no reason.

Her voice was slightly choked, "Just because of that mute, you don't even recognize me as your mother?"

Lu Jingchi subconsciously glanced at Jiang Lan beside him.

Jiang Lan couldn't hear the voice on the phone. Her dark eyes stared straight at Lu Jingchi, with confusion and childishness in her eyes.

This is what she looked like when she was ten years old.

"If there's nothing else, I'll hang up."

"Jingchi!" Mrs. Lu hurriedly called him. She wanted to say something, but she swallowed it all when she reached her mouth.

She choked and said three words——

"Mom misses you."

The voice was mixed with a bit of grievance and loss, as well as the fatigue and vicissitudes of life that could not be concealed.

Lu Jingchi's eyes flashed, and he suddenly looked out the window, but did not speak for a long time.

Fireworks exploded outside, filling the sky with fireworks, making the windows colorful.

The windows are well insulated, but in the silent atmosphere, the patient can still hear clearly in the ward.

"Jingchi, can you come back tomorrow?"

"I told you, I can't go back." There was still no emotion in his tone, but there was coldness and ruthlessness in his words.

Mrs. Lu couldn't hold herself any longer and burst into tears.

Before Lu Jingchi could hang up the phone, she hung up herself and angrily threw the phone on the sofa.

A large villa is so quiet you can hear a pin drop.

It's still raining in Lin'an. It's raining heavily outside and there's lightning and thunder. There's no sense of New Year celebrations at all.

Lu Jingchi looked at the hung up phone call and casually left the phone on the bed.

He leaned back, closed his eyes, and sighed slightly.

Although Jiang Lan couldn't hear what they were talking about, he could tell from Lu Jingchi's words that Mrs. Lu should be calling him back.

He is still receiving infusions and will definitely not be able to return.

She held Lu Jingchi's hand as if to comfort him.

Although he was hospitalized during the Chinese New Year, he was not alone, and she was with him.
Chapter completed!