The car drove smoothly on the road, and Ling Yue also fell asleep under this feeling. Maybe she was already very tired.
Ling Yue didn't know how long she had slept. There was a slight shout in her ears. She slowly woke up from a deep sleep and opened her somewhat heavy eyes.
"This little girl has arrived at the terminal."
Ling Yue was stunned at first, and then suddenly became very excited, "Are you home?" After saying that, she stood up and rushed out of the car. Maybe she was too excited.
Because the bus does not go directly to her home, Ling Yue can only walk a short distance. Although she is in this prosperous city, there are still places that are not prosperous.
With excitement and uneasiness, Ling Yue finally arrived at her door after ten long minutes of suffering.
But as she walked along, the people in the town looked at her with a strange look, and there seemed to be a trace of pity in this strange look.
Ling Yue thought that maybe it was because she was too slovenly and shabby. For a moment, she didn't think much about it. She bumped into her neighbor Aunt Zhao at the door of her house.
She said hello to Aunt Zhao with a smile on her face, her voice sweet and loud.
Aunt Zhao was startled at first and stared at her for a long time, then she showed a look of surprise on her face.
"It turns out to be Xiaoyue, you've been discharged from the hospital? Why are you dressed like this? Quickly, go to aunt's house to take a shower and change clothes."
Ling Yue smiled sheepishly, "No, thank you, auntie. I'll go home and wash it. Auntie has time to come to my house to play. I asked my mother to prepare more food."
Having said this, Aunt Zhao's expression suddenly changed, "Xiaoyue, you said you want your mother to prepare something to eat?"
"Yes? What's wrong? Auntie, do you think my food is not delicious?"
"No, no, the food prepared by your mother is delicious, but... you don't know..."
"Know? What do you know? Auntie, are you feeling uncomfortable?"
"No, Xiaoyue, Auntie has some things that it's hard to tell you. You'd better go home and see for yourself. Auntie will accompany you."
Ling Yue was completely confused, so she just said "oh" and entered the house.
The hall door was ajar and unlocked. My parents should be at home.
Ling Yue felt a burst of joy in her heart. The moment she pushed the door open and walked in, she called out "Mom and Dad, I'm back."
The room seemed a little dark, and there was no response for a while, making it look very empty.
Ling Yue turned on the light and looked around. Everything was still so familiar. Finally, her eyes fell on the photos placed on the table in the hall.
"Why are my parents' photos placed on the table in the hall? My parents don't seem to be at home. Did they go out to play?" She walked towards the inner room, muttering to herself.
"Poor child, your parents have passed away in a car accident. Your parents will never come back again." Aunt Zhao said with tears and trembling.
Ling Yue's footsteps stopped for a moment, and her face that was full of blood suddenly froze.
"A month ago, your family of three went out to play and were hit by a drunk driver while crossing the road. Your mother, out of instinct, pushed you out the moment the car rushed towards you, so you escaped.
It was a disaster, but your parents... they... died just after they were sent to the hospital..."
Ling Yue suddenly turned pale and her legs and feet suddenly became weak. She knew that Aunt Zhao would not lie to her.
She looked at the photos in front of the hall with some difficulty. Those two photos were their... portraits...
Ling Yue felt a sharp pain in her heart, which made her eyes turn black. Then she felt like the world was spinning, and finally she knew nothing.