Ann felt her nose ache. She took a deep breath and walked into the room.

Grandma seldom goes home when she is in hospital, but the house is still tidy and spotless. Grandma Su should come to clean it every day.

Ann stretched out her arms and walked step by step in the house. Her fingers slipped through the walls, doors and wardrobe. It was clear that everything in the house had not changed, the heating was still on, and there was even a stove in the outer room, but she still felt the gloomy cold, as if this was not her home, but an old house that had been empty for many years.

Ann took a deep breath, bent over and sat on the bed. She looked at Grandma's neat quilt. She knew that it was normal for people to live, live, die and die. Especially in grandma's case, living is more like suffering, and leaving is a relief.

She understood all this, but she still had resentment, tenderness, Su Chen and Lin Lang, but she complained more about herself.

Why did you argue with gentleness at that time? Why do you have to quarrel with her? Why reach out and push her?

If she doesn't reach out and push her, she won't hit the bed and fall on grandma. Will grandma still be alive?

The more she thought about it, the more she regretted. She felt that her grandmother's sudden departure was caused by herself. Obviously... Soon they can go abroad for treatment. There are still some chances for her grandmother to wake up, but in the end, it was like this

Who is to blame? It's all because she can't hold her breath, and... Lin Lang.

Ann tightly pursed her lips. Petals. Her hands hanging on the bed clung to the sheets, with a face of resentment. If he didn't deal with his messy things, he ran to marry her, how could tenderness find her?

How could she argue with tenderness?

Everything is caused by his scum man. Why do you have to marry her when you have a fiancee? Don't you want children with your fiancee?

scumbag

Ann was gnashing her teeth with hate, and her eyes were a little red. She didn't want to cry, but tears still filled her eyes. She sucked her nose and leaned down on the bed. Her face was deeply buried in the quilt, holding the quilt and choking.

She wants her grandmother and wants her grandmother to live by her side. She hasn't had time to be filial to her and let her take a look at her children.

Grandma said that only when she found her own happiness and had her own baby could she close her eyes at ease.

Now she's making a mess of her life. Isn't grandma worried about walking?

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The door of settling down was tightly closed. Lin Lang stood in front of the door and looked. He didn't choose to knock, but directly climbed over the wall.

The yard was quiet and everything was the same as before, but I don't know whether it was psychological. Lin Lang always felt that the warm courtyard seemed to lack some popularity at this time.

He went to the door of the house and stood for a while. He didn't hear any sound. He hesitated for a moment and went to the safe bedroom window. When he found no one, his heart sank suddenly. Then he reacted. He turned and walked to Grandma an's bedroom window. He looked in through the glass window. Sure enough, he saw the person lying on the bed.

She was still wearing the black dress at the funeral. Her whole face was buried in the quilt. She didn't know whether she was asleep or... Crying?

Lin Lang listened carefully. He didn't hear any sound. He pursed his lower lip. Petal looked at the figure again. His shoulders didn't tremble. Should he be sleeping?

Of course, it's also possible to just lie down quietly.

Lin Lang felt that the latter was more likely. He sighed and turned to the grape shelf not far away. There was a small stool under the grape shelf. Grandma an often sat here to do some odd jobs.

At this time, a thin layer of snow fell on the stool. Lin Lang cleaned the snow and bent down to sit on it, but he felt the bone chilling coolness soon. He stood up again and looked sideways at grandma Su's yard.

Would you like to go to Aunt Su's house and get a cushion?

Lin Lang only hesitated for a second and gave up the plan. He walked to the window, leaned against the wall, and looked inside from time to time.

After standing like this for more than an hour, Ann kept that position without moving. Lin Lang believed that she should be asleep this time.

In fact, he knew that an Hao was unwilling and complained. At that time, in the hospital, an Hao didn't give him a good face after he got out of his arms. After a cold look at tenderness and Su Chen, he returned to the bedside and asked the nurses to remove all medical equipment.

Lin Lang watched her cover Grandma an with a white cloth and came forward to help, but in exchange for an especially alienated and cold sentence: "thank you. You'd better leave with your fiancee."

After that, it became the norm when she faced him. She kept saying no, please leave.

She blamed him and even piled all her mistakes on him. He resolutely became the culprit leading to Grandma an's death.

Lin Lang really feels that he is quite unjust, even more unjust than Dou E, but in the face of a person who has just lost his only close relative, can he expect her to reason with you? It would be nice not to be hysterical.

But even if you calm down, according to the woman's temperament, you should still talk about divorce with him. What should you do then?

Lin Lang looked at the people in the bedroom and sighed helplessly. He really didn't want to pressure her with the money she owed him, but in addition to this method, what else can he do to make the woman stay by his side?

Just thinking, a knock came. Lin Lang looked at the direction of the door and subconsciously looked into the room. He found that the man was still lying on his stomach. Then he hurried to the gate and stretched out his hand to open the door valve.

Chen Xiyang was still thinking about what to say after seeing ANN, so as to smoothly enter the door and stay with ANN for a long time. The door opened. He subconsciously said hello: "ah..."

The tone was very gentle, but then changed the tone: "how is it you?"

"Of course it's me. Who else can there be?" Lin Lang stood in front of the door with no intention of moving away. He said with a smile: "why is President Chen free today? Is there anything you need to find me?"

His words were respectful, but Chen Xiyang was not very comfortable in his ears. His face was not very good-looking: "I came to see Ann."

It has nothing to do with you.

"Oh?" Lin Lang tilted his head slightly and raised his chin towards the house. "She's sleeping in the house. It's not convenient to come out to see guests."

It's not convenient to come out to see guests? Obviously, it's the excuse of the bastard in front of him. He doesn't believe he can sleep today.

Chen Xiyang asked angrily, "she's sleeping. What are you doing here? It's inconvenient to see me. It's only convenient to see you, isn't it?"

Where is such a truth in the world?