So desolate: often pitted by a black-bellied husband

Looking around the room, Lu Zhenyang was lying on the hospital bed with his eyes closed. Lu Anyi lifted the quilt, jumped out of the bed barefoot, ran to Lu Zhenyang's bed, and shook his body, "Yangyang, wake up!" , don’t scare mom.”

Lu Zhenyang's eyes were slowly opened by Lu Anyi's sway. Seeing Lu Zhenyang wake up, Lu Anyi smiled and gently lay on his body, hugging him, "Yangyang, mom is scared to death."

"An Yi, you will scare Yang Yang like this." Zhang Xue pulled Lu Anyi up.

Lu Anyi wiped away the tears from her face, and hugged Zhang Xue, "Mom."

"An Yi..." Zhang Xue called Lu Anyi in a low voice, with a very long tone. [

Lu Anyi heard that something was wrong, she pushed Aunt Qiong away and asked nervously, "Mom, what's the matter? Did something happen? Are you praising him..."

"Your Aunt Joan..."

Lu Anyi's head buzzed, and she seemed to be unable to hear any sounds around her. Barefoot, she stood there blankly, holding Zhang Xue's clothes with both hands.

"When did this happen?"

Zhang Xue bowed her head and said sadly, "Just last night."

Lu Anyi sat on the edge of the bed as if lost in her soul, her feet were so cold that she didn't feel it at all. Although she knew that this day would come sooner or later, she still couldn't accept it when it really came.

"Yesterday after you passed out, your grandfather called Yifeng and said that Qiongmei had to go back. Yifeng asked Ting to take Aunt Yue and me to the hospital and drive them to the suburbs."

"Yifeng said that when the car arrived home, Qiongmei fell asleep lying in the car, and couldn't wake up no matter how much she shouted."

Listening to Zhang Xue's words, Lu Anyi burst into tears, and Aunt Qiong wanted to go back suddenly. She felt that she was about to suffocate, and she lay on the quilt in pain silently.

She had heard that there would be signs before death. Aunt Qiong knew that Pei Yifeng was in the hospital and she insisted on going back. She must have expected something. Aunt Qiong was still reluctant to part with that place.

She had been waiting for the place all her life, even though she had been disappointed all her life, she still couldn't bear it, she sat up after crying for a while, and Zhang Xue put her shoes on.

Lu Zhenyang stretched out his hand to hold her hand, comforting her weakly, "Mom, don't cry, I'm afraid if I cry."

Lu Anyi wiped her tears when she heard the words, turned around and stretched out her hands to touch Lu Zhenyang's face, body, and legs, "Yangyang, are you feeling uncomfortable? Are you feeling better?"

Lu Zhenyang shook his head very sensiblely and said, "Mom, I'm fine. I'm much better now. It was so uncomfortable when I was on the IV."

Lu Anyi lay beside Lu Zhenyang, patted him on the back lightly, just like Lu Zhenyang did when he was very young, swallowing tears in her heart to keep him from shedding.

Lu Zhenyang fell asleep after a while, and Lu Anyi got out of bed gently, took the phone out of the ward, and stood in the corridor, she felt like she was stepping on a cloud, she couldn't lift her footsteps, she was limp.

Picking up the phone, she dialed Pei Yifeng's number with trembling fingers, thought for three times, and Pei Yifeng answered the phone, calling 'An Yi' as usual. '

Lu Anyi couldn't help crying again when she heard Pei Yifeng's voice, she couldn't finish a sentence, "Yifeng...Aunt Qiong...how did she leave so suddenly? What should I do? I still have...and... "

Lu Anyi broke down in tears, Pei Yifeng comforted, "An Yi, don't cry, Aunt Qiong wants you to take care of Yang Yang." [

"Where are you now?"