Vengeful Angel：Looper's lover

When holding Wu Qingluo in her arms, Lin Minjia reaches over and touches the mobile phone on * *'s head cabinet. Then she presses the unlock password with one hand and calls Miss Ge.

"Xiao Ge, I won't go to the company today. You can take care of the company's affairs. If you have anything, you don't have to look for me. You can look for Zhang's deputy head office. He will deal with it."

Lin Minjia knew that even if he returned to the company, he had no mind to do anything. He might as well stay with Wu Qingluo? I'm really worried about Wu Qingluo's emotional problems. It seems that Lin Minjia hasn't been with her since Wu Qingluo left hospital.

As soon as Lin Minjia hung up on Miss Ge, she called her vice president again.

"Lao Zhang, I don't have time to go to the company today. Please take care of the company's affairs. If there is any new trend in Xiao GE's side, you can ask her for information. You can also make up your mind directly if you have anything."

Lin Minjia explained things to his vice president, as if he completely ignored the rhythm of the world.

"Well, you see, I won't go to the company. I'll tell you everything. You don't have to be nervous."

Lin Minjia and Wu Qingluo say that they seem to express their sincerity with actions, which is exactly the right way to deal with it.

"Yes."

Wu Qingluo is like a bird, leaning against Lin Minjia's arms. She doesn't want to move at all. She just wants to be surrounded like this, as if there will be endless sense of security in such an environment. She doesn't need to be put in a dangerous situation. Wu Qingluo knows that Lin Minjia will protect herself, no matter what.

Last night did not get through Lin Minjia's phone, song Zhiran also seems to understand what, but she knows, Lin Minjia sooner or later is his own.

A person's breakfast, song Zhiran eat very full, aunt prepared a variety of dishes for her, this white toast, fresh orange juice, preserved egg, lean meat porridge, egg toast, fried dough sticks, soya bean milk, seems to be a combination of Chinese and western, everything, is the rhythm of buffet, but this breakfast time without company, always with a lonely feeling.

Song Zhiran looks through the newspaper, and it seems that Lin Minjia's company has made news again. It's just some marginal news, but he's just interested in it. Song Zhiran understands that as long as it's Lin Minjia's marginal news, he wants to get a newspaper clipping and sort it out slowly. After all, Lin Minjia is a very important person of his own.

After breakfast, song Zhiran went to change his clothes. Today's dress is clean and tidy. It seems that there is no burden at all. It is very harmonious with his handbag.

Originally wanted to go around the company, but found that their mobile phone rang up.

"Hello."

Song Zhiran picks up the phone. In fact, she really doesn't want to hear the voice on the other end of the phone. This woman hates her very much.

"Dye dye."

The woman's voice is a little low, as if there is something important to say.

"If you have something to say, let it go."

At this time, song Zhiran was not a lady at all. It seemed that he didn't match his clothes at all. He seemed to be a girl running in rhythm, and he had no manners at all.

"I..." the woman seems to be a little difficult to say. She has been silent for a long time on the other end of the phone. She doesn't seem to be irritated by song Zhiran's tone. She even feels like she's low spirited. Maybe this woman is always so humble in front of song Zhiran. She seems to be sorry for song Zhiran. In fact, if she discloses her identity, Everyone will think that this woman is sorry for song Zhiran.

"I'll tell you quickly. Is it interesting for you to dally? Millions of businesses waiting for me to talk about? I don't work, you're in England Song Zhiran suddenly became angry, like a lion. If the woman was in front of him, song Zhiran would go up and stare straight. But the woman was not in front of him. It was not only across the distance, but also across the time. The phone was a cross-strait call from England. There was a certain time difference between London time and Nanze time, It doesn't seem to be a problem at all.

"Ranran, your father is ill."

Then the woman at that end is song Zhiran's father's youngest wife. I don't know why. This woman doesn't seem as powerful as I imagined, but her father always likes her. Song Zhiran always thinks that this woman's acting skills are excellent. She can play different roles in front of and behind people. That kind of pathetic appearance must be interpreted for everyone to see, Song Zhiran thought that if her father died and wanted to separate her family, the woman would rush out to separate her family for the first time. This is not the only reason for a woman to marry her father. Otherwise, why should a little girl marry a bad old man? Song Zhiran is not so easy to cheat. This woman is not a few years older than herself.

"Sick? That's not right. If you kill him, you can divide the family. "

Song Zhiran has a kind of sarcastic feeling. He is not only full of hatred for this woman, but also hatred for his father. When this man married his mother, he didn't have a lot of love words. He wanted to live together forever. But what happened later? I've fallen in love with such a woman since I haven't gone through half my life. The original oath seems to be the most ridiculous joke now. All this seems to be for the sake of laughing at my own capital now, but it's just to make fun of it. My mother is a poor man. She's sad all the way with her father, but she doesn't enjoy a good day, All the blessings are occupied by this little woman. It's a rhythm that doesn't take much effort. It has a sense of domination.

In my eyes, this woman and her father together are a pair of dog men and women. Now the dog men and women have gone to England, but they still want to appear like ghosts, which makes song Zhiran very uncomfortable. The good mood of the day was broken, and he has no interest in going to the company.

It seems that the sky outside is already gloomy for song Zhiran. Recalling things many years ago, song Zhiran felt a pang of pain in his heart. His mother couldn't get up from her white illness, but his father didn't come back to see her. When he made calls one by one, his father never answered the phone. At first, he was able to get through the phone, but in an impatient tone, he said it was coming, it was coming, However, Dad's figure has not been seen for a long time. In the empty hospital corridor, everything is so strange. The atmosphere is cold, as if the soul and restless mood just left are floating in the corridor.

Song Zhiran, a teenager, was waiting in the corridor like this. His father said he would come back in time, but time went by. The people who came back and forth in the corridor were not his father's figures, and the figures were less and less. In the end, it seemed that no one was there. The fluorescent tubes were flashing, and it seemed that they were going to be scrapped, Song Zhiran suddenly feels afraid, and a cold sweat comes out of her heart. An ominous premonition is growing in her heart, and then hovers. The idea that comes out bit by bit is pressed back by song Zhiran.

Song Zhiran pushes the door and goes in. His mother is lying on the sick bed. This is the rhythm of dying. Even the doctor has issued a notice of critical illness, but his father refuses to show up all the time. This is all done by the grandmother's family.

Mother's lips have been dry and cracked, like a lifeless person, this color difference is very, like a haggard person, let song Zhiran look at his mother, the heart is so uncomfortable, once young and beautiful mother, all of a sudden by the years and ruthless erosion into this kind of appearance, is simply not adult, completely can not be measured by the standard of normal people. This bony arm as like as two peas in the natural specimen room, is completely the same. The deep eyes are full of wrinkles of years. The circles of black circles are so terrible. As if the pupil of the pupil has lost all its light, the eyes of mother are full of the breath of death. She couldn't see such a ruthless father.

There is still no sound in the corridor. It seems that there is nothing to look forward to. This is despair, deep despair.

"Ranran... He... No... will... Come."

It was his mother's voice. It was his mother's voice, but song Zhiran never thought that such a sentence was the last word. His mother's voice was very low and scattered into the emptiness. It was like a water wave, little by little, like God talking.

Looking at such a mother, song Zhiran seems to have been able to feel that the God of death has been standing on one side, holding a sickle, wearing a huge black robe, waiting on the other side, and can take away his mother's life at any time.

"No, he must come. I must. If he doesn't come, I won't be his daughter."

Song Zhiran understood that his determination was probably due to his youth. At that time, he always felt like a clean break when talking. It was only after many years that song Zhiran found that some things were not what he thought. Maybe there were many misunderstandings, but the lack of accommodation and communication. There were always some so-called self-esteem and secrets between people, Don't want to say, would rather put in their stomach, stomach swallow, also don't say a word, would rather watch misunderstanding gradually deepen, also don't go to resolve this misunderstanding.

No one answered the phone all the time. It seems that it has been transferred to an empty number, not to Dad's mobile phone at all. His father seems to have disappeared out of thin air. Song Zhiran is so angry, as if he is about to explode. The child's temper is always so excited. Song Zhiran takes the mobile phone in his hand and throws it directly into the corridor. The violent force makes the mobile phone splash out and hit the ground, With the close contact with the ground, under the action of gravity, it suddenly becomes a concave rhythm, and the screen also suddenly breaks into pieces, which makes people feel that it is a shocking feeling to see.

When she went back to her room, her mother's condition was not very good. Song Zhiran could not understand what she said. This was always the last word, but song Zhiran could not understand it.

"Mom, mom, what do you say, what do you say..." Song Zhiran was very worried, and tears had fallen in his eyes, as if he couldn't help at all. The doctor and the nurse entered, pulled up the curtain, and separated song Zhiran from the outside. This world and his mother's world seemed to be two completely different worlds, It makes people feel so terrible that they can lose their mother every minute. Although the curtain is soft cloth, it makes song Zhiran feel that this is a cliff. His mother is at that end and he is at this end. Even if he can see it, he can't get together. At this time, song Zhiran's heart has sunk to the bottom, I feel that the world is disappointed and despairing. This heartless man is so determined that nothing can be retrieved. In his whole life, he will always hate him. He will never understand the feelings of a daughter. This man thinks that making money outside is the biggest thing, but in the end? What can he get in the end? Song Zhiran has made up his mind. In this life, he must curse his father, and the woman who can never be reborn. He is his own enemy for killing his mother.

Song Zhiran asked them to pay a heavy price for this. Even if their ability was not enough, they would make themselves such a person. They would control other people's lives and be cruel to others. They would make people understand what the pain of losing their loved ones was like and what they felt. Song Zhiran asked his father to try it, Song Zhiran has already felt that all the meaning of his life is that.

The curtain was quickly opened, and the doctor came out with a look of regret, as if he could not continue. The expression on his face just told song Zhiran that I had tried my best, and there was no way to do it. There was no way to go back to heaven, and he was sad.

The nurses also began to withdraw the pipes and machines from their mothers, as if they were already desperate and let go. No one would save their mother any more. There would be nothing left and they would say goodbye.