Chapter 643

"Doctor, doctor..." Finally, Su Nuan yelled, a large number of doctors and nurses swarmed in, and the police were mixed in. But after the doctor helped him do a simple examination, he pulled up a white cloth to cover his face and shook his head at Su Nuan: "I'm sorry, I'll change."

Su Nuan's hand is also heavily thrown down.

The doctor said: "this is very normal. He was critically ill several times a while ago. He insisted on seeing you for the last time. Now that his wish has been fulfilled, he naturally feels no regret."

So death, for him, is not pain, is the end of suffering, is the integrity of life. Tomorrow is the weekend.

So Su Nuan was here to take care of song Jinxiu's affairs.

She bought an urn and took his ashes to Lingshan temple.

She bought a memorial tablet of longevity for him in Lingshan temple and offered it to him. She hoped that the peaceful chanting of sutras by the masters could help him escape the sins of his life and give him a new life.

"Amitabha." Standing in front of his memorial tablet, Su Nuan and the master put their hands together and prayed gently.

Finally, I dragged my tired steps home.

Hotel lobby.

People come and go. It's hard to notice that there is a man half squatting in the corner panting.

"Do you need help, sir?" The hotel waiter found him.

Dong Anyang raised his head and showed half a slightly ferocious face.

Surprised, the young waiter stepped back, but still asked calmly, "Sir, what's wrong with you?"

I really want to pull out a smile and tell him that I'm ok, but the stiff muscles make it impossible for him to make such a response.

Struggle for a long time, barely standing, but straight down.

A strong smell of disinfectant made Dong Anyang feel like he was back to the place where he had been imprisoned for three months.

"Anyang," summer silent voice sounded in his ear, "you wake up, to take medicine."

He turned his head and looked at the skinny woman who had been with him for several months. There was no pity in his eyes.

Seeing that he didn't take any medicine, summer Mo had to stop, "Anyang, the doctor said, your operation must be carried out immediately, you can't delay any longer, otherwise..."

"Or what? Go to hell? Haven't you dragged me down already? " A sharp word is like a sword.

"Anyang, come on, I know it's wrong." Summer deeply regret, but it doesn't help.

Rudely, he knocked off the water cup in her hand, pulled out the needle in his hand, and let the blood flow. He walked out of the hospital quickly.

The hatred in his eyes makes summer want to give up, but she can't.

Dong Anyang is her prison.

Finally, he chased out, but saw that Dong Anyang had driven the car fast and left the hospital.

"Anyang, you can't drive..." Cried summer.

But it's still in vain.

Filled with hate, Dong Anyang's car flies on the road. The scenery on both sides seems to turn into a magic, which will eat him up at any time. He just wants to escape, but sadly does not know where to escape, which is the end of the world.

The passing drivers were pale with fright, and quickly dodged the crazy car that was trying to run the red light.

Sitting in the car, Su Nuan dozed off. Unexpectedly, the taxi swerved 180 degrees on the road and almost hit the guardrail nearby. She was immediately awakened.

"What's the matter?" She looked out of the window. All the cars on the road were in disorder. Looking back, she could see a runaway Mustang running on the road, regardless of the traffic lights.

There are many dangers.

The driver scolded: "what kind of person is that? Damn it, it's not fatal. You deserve to be killed."

The disordered road began to restore order again. One car after another went on the road. Su Nuan's taxi was no exception. It was almost at the door, but there was a traffic jam.

It's always like this in the city center. It takes 20 minutes to drive a ten minute walk.

In this way, she also has time to see the busy crowd, the rapid pace, and the infinite memory of the past.

Sometimes fast and sometimes slow, a disorganized car rushed into the cemetery, alerting the crows perched on the tree.

The cry of Gaga, in this desolate evening cemetery, is more and more lonely and deep. A few crows flew low over the pines and cypresses, and now there was no one inside.

Dong Anyang went up the ladder with difficulty. Every step he took was very slow. Every step was also a great test and pain for him.

He clenched his teeth, let the hot sunset shine on him, sweating, and finally knelt down in front of a burial mound.

But he was silent.

In the streets of the United States, the figure who inadvertently intruded into his eyes was strange and familiar.

At that moment, he hid in the bottom of his heart that pair of resentment eyes, as if to his heart of infinite care life pulled out, blood dripping.So he came back desperate.

He wants a truth.

I don't know how long I knelt. When I got up, my legs were numb. But his numb heart, has been difficult to perceive all this.

According to the memory of the route, came to the world, and then took out the mobile phone.

"Qin Zheng, I'm Anyang."

Lin qinzheng was shocked by Dong Anyang's call.

She stood anxiously at the entrance of the elevator and looked through the call record again to make sure it was right.

It's really Dong Anyang.

The unexpected huge explosion was followed up by three days of news broadcast on TV.

At the same time, the fire also destroyed more than 10000 hectares of forest vegetation, causing immeasurable losses to the country.

There can't be any survivors in a fire like that. But Dong Anyang is still alive.

The elevator stopped on the floor where she lived, but there was no one inside except a strange man.

Just as she was about to make a phone call, the man spoke to her.

"Qin Zheng." The sound is so rough that it reaches to a string of a cello which has been in disrepair for a long time.

"Anyang?" Qin Zheng's surprise is beyond words. At the moment, Dong Anyang has half the shadow of Zhilan Yushu in the past. If he doesn't call her, even face-to-face, she will never recognize him.

"It's me." He spoke in a low voice.

"Come in." Lin qinzheng quickly opened the door and welcomed him in.

Poured a glass of water to him, they sat on the sofa, speechless.

Lin qinzheng breaks the silence, "Su Nuan she..."

Anyang shook his head bitterly, "she doesn't know. Please keep it a secret for me. "

Presumably he has his own difficulties, and Lin qinzheng no longer asks.

"Qin Zheng, do me a favor." He gave a cautious look.

"You said She will do her best.

Anyang uses tea to write a year on the tea table, "please help me check the exit record of this year. From this city to the United States. "

"Who are you looking for?"

He wanted to open his mouth, only to find that it was extremely difficult for him to say the name.

Had to write on the tea table.

When Lin qinzheng saw the name, she was too surprised to speak.

"Anyang, this is not you..." "Yes, please, Qin Zheng. I'll go first He stood up and did not intend to stop.

"Anyang," she said and stopped, eventually restrained, "take care."

Anyang nodded gently, then turned and left.

Lin qinzheng looked at his different steps and wet his eyes.

Calm for a while, she took out the phone and dialed out, "it's me."

Xia Rongguang over there is stunned. Lin qinzheng seldom calls him so late.

Knowing that it was inconvenient for him to speak, without waiting for him to answer, he asked, "when do you have time, can I see you?"

Xia Rongguang twisted his eyebrows. Over the years, Lin qinzheng never took the initiative to call him, let alone ask for anything, except Dong Anyang and Su Nuan. Now Dong Anyang is gone.

He was also very disappointed.

Thinking for a moment, he said, "after work tomorrow."

"OK," Lin qinzheng hung up the phone and stood by the window, looking at the lights and the cold room behind her. She felt that the heaven was really good to her.

Just live.

I haven't seen Xiaobao for three days. When she gets out of the car and Xiaobao runs towards him, Su Nuan is moved.

The sun sets in the West and the moon rises on the top of the willow.

All of a sudden, she didn't regret going to see song Jinxiu.

Su Yonghe was right. Anyway, it was his father. Half of her life came from him.

If that day, when she wants to go back, she also hopes that her son can accompany her and send her on the road, because this is the continuation of her life.

After so many lives and deaths, she finally realized this truth.

Death is like a lamp out.

There is nothing unforgivable.

After dinner, she told Su Yonghe the general story.

Su Yonghe didn't say anything, just said she handled it well.

That night, she slept soundly.

All the people are dead. Can we really turn over this old thing that has been entangled for more than 20 years?

It's just suffering the living.

When she thinks of Dong Mu, her heart aches.

The next day after class, Su Nuan went to see Dong Mu with a basket of fruit.

It happened that Dong's mother was going to commit suicide.

She had climbed up the high windowsill. If the nurse hadn't just passed by and pulled her down quickly, the tragedy would have happened now.

Hearing the news, Dong Anyue came and hugged Dong's mother and cried: "Mom, what are you doing? Anyang junxuan is gone. Do you want me to bear the pain of losing you? We have been separated from each other for so many years. Don't you care about it at all? Even without them, I can also take care of you. Why are you so upset? "Dong's mother's expression was dull. She just looked out of the window, as if she had turned a deaf ear to her cry.

Su Nuan is so sad that she stands at the door with a fruit basket. Dong Anyue asks the doctor to take medicine for Dong's mother. She soon falls asleep.

Dong Anyue naturally saw Su Nuan, and her face obviously didn't welcome her: "what else are you doing here?"

Su Nuan dropped her eyes and apologized: "I'm sorry, sister Anyue. I know that nothing can change the result now. If I can do something, please tell me. I'll try my best."

"Come on, don't you think you've done enough harm to our family?" With an ironic smile on her face, Dong Anyue looks at Su Nuan's shameless face.

Dong Wangshan died of song Jinxiu and Dong Anyang died of Su Nuan.

No, Su Nuan suddenly remembers what song Jinxiu said before he died. He said that he didn't hit Dong Wangshan's point

But what is the practical significance of saying this now, apart from being full of excuses.

"I'm sorry."

Dong Anyue seems to be very upset, waving: "enough, Su Nuan, I don't want to listen to these, I trouble you, if it's OK, just go away, don't appear again."