"That's right. He is a very good boy, just like my biological brother. I want to protect him!"
"Oh, Mr. Jin, you are really a living Bodhisattva and a good man... With your care, the child will definitely recover as soon as possible..."
Jin Ting put down the phone, put his hands behind his head, and smiled at the dusk sky outside the window.
This is his city, and from this angle, everyone is being stepped on.
Bustling, working and working, it is too naive to think that you can get the so-called happiness you want after you have paid a lot.
Some people never know who controls their life and can only walk step by step along the lost path paved by others.
But he is the master.
Today, when he saw the frail young man sitting on the hospital bed, looking terrified and shivering, he suddenly thought of Feng'er, who was just as pale, as frail, with the same incurable disease, and just as pity.
But this young man's sister caused him to lose the only person in the world he wanted to protect.
——He hates this young man named Lin Xiaochen!
Why is it that Jin Ting has so much money and such a high status, but his most beloved brother is half dead and lying unconscious on the hospital bed?
But this poor young man can still watch the sunrise and sunset every day, and still chat with his sister?
In fact, even if he wanted to kill Lin Xiaochen, it would be very simple, and he didn't even need to use himself - for such a serious heart disease patient, only a small stimulus is needed to cause the disease.
But he didn't do that. The games he played were never too simple.
Xia Chuxue, wait well, I will give you one surprise after another... until you burst into tears, kneel on the ground, and confess your sins...
He thought for a while, then picked up a walkie-talkie: "Fei Mo, don't monitor her for the next few days, wait and see what else she can do - otherwise, the game will be meaningless."
"yes."
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s suburbs, Anning Cemetery.
Chuxue was dressed in white, holding a large bouquet of carnations and walked slowly along the path.
The wind in this cemetery is light and the clouds are calm, and occasionally birds fly by. Even their chirping sounds seem to be no longer in this world, but belong to another, more distant, peaceful paradise.
I walked forward for about three hundred meters, then turned left, and walked another fifty meters. The second tomb in front of me was my mother Xia Xinlan's tomb.
To be precise, it is the tomb of my mother and Uncle Lin.
In recent days, she has been in an extremely weak state.
Jin Ting is like a ghost who will appear in her life at any time, stretching out terrifying tentacles, making her panicked, at a loss, and feeling that the whole world is unsafe.
In just a few days, she lost four pounds, couldn't sleep well, had big dark circles under her eyes, dry lips, and had nightmares.
Not being able to concentrate on her work at all, she asked for leave, but Yang Yan readily approved it.
She didn't know what Jin Ting was going to do, she only knew that she was afraid.
She went to see Chenchen every day to make sure he was okay.
Contrary to her, Chenchen was in good condition. He took the box of paint, which was more precious than gold, and found the dusty easel. Every sunny afternoon, he would sit in the courtyard and paint obediently.
painting.
Chuxue asked him what he was drawing, and he tilted his head and smiled sweetly: "Sister will know after you finish the drawing."
Seeing that he was in such good condition, Chuxue felt happy. This was the only comfort in her life now. She would do her best to protect Chenchen's smile, and she was willing to sacrifice her life.
Last night she dreamed of her mother. Her mother looked at her with a look in her eyes that was still full of words.
She rushed towards her mother: "Mom!"
But my mother quickly disappeared, leaving a faint sigh.
Chuxue didn't sleep well one night, so she decided to go to the cemetery to visit her mother the next day. Too many things had happened recently, and she had too many things to talk to her mother...
My mother’s cemetery is not big. In this era when poor people can’t even afford to die, a good cemetery is more scary than the housing price. Fortunately, an old classmate of my mother happened to have some relationship with the regulatory agency of this cemetery, so he found some connections to help.
For a relatively cheap price, I finally gave my mother a pure place to sleep, without having to squeeze it into a small box and put it on a shelf.
Thinking of Chu Xue makes me feel a little sad. Her mother worked hard all her life and didn't save any money. She rarely asked for help from others. She always said that she didn't like to owe others favors.
The only time I took the 'back door' was...her graveyard.
My mother was buried with Uncle Lin. This was her last wish. She said that although Old Lin was not her husband and wife, he was a good man. She couldn't help him and hoped to stay with him underground.
Chuxue bent down, gently placed the carnation in front of the granite, and carefully took out the rag and detergent from the bag, wiped off the dust, and wiped it carefully. She did not want any dirt on her mother's resting place.
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After doing all this, she felt that the picture of her mother on the tombstone seemed to have a brighter and gentler expression.
This is a photo taken by my mother and Uncle Lin on their third wedding anniversary. In the photo, my mother is very beautiful. Chuxue whispered in her heart with sadness and some relief: "Mom, I hope you and Uncle Lin will be in love in that world, and we will be together again."
Not lonely either.”
Originally, there were many things she wanted to say to her mother, such as Jin Ting's mental torture and suppression during this period, but... when she got here, she felt that she couldn't speak at all. Her mother had worked hard all her life, so what could she do?
Can you bear to let her worry about herself underground?
Just forget it. When you grow up, you should solve everything by yourself.
She finally wiped her mother's name carefully with a tissue, and suddenly she heard the sound of a car motor next to her, and the less obvious sound of a car braking.
She couldn't help but frowned. This was a cemetery, the last resting place of people. How could someone drive in and disturb the tranquility here?
When she looked up, she saw a black RV passing by, a shiny luxury car.
Chuxue couldn't help but sneer coldly: "I've never heard of someone showing off their wealth in a cemetery."
She originally thought it was just a passing car and lowered her head to do her own thing. Unexpectedly, the RV stopped not far from her. A man got out of the car, wearing a suit and a brown hat. He looked at Chuxue with a pair of bright eyes.
. Thirty-five or six years old, with a respectful expression: "Second Miss."
Chuxue was completely stunned, her face turned ashen!
After a long while, he suddenly said coldly: "You have recognized the wrong person."
The man didn't seem to be surprised by her answer. He still held a respectful but undisobedient expression and raised his hands:
"Second Miss, don't leave so fast! In fact, the master wants to do it in person this time, and he also wants to pay his respects..."
The man hesitated for a moment and then said, "I want to pay my respects to Ms. Xia's grave by the way!"
[Author's digression]: Chuxue's life experience is about to be revealed. There will be a lot of suspense in the future. Please continue to support me~~~~