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C1083

"Cousin …"

At this point, he didn't want to use polite greetings anymore and just called him 'Director Lu'.

Since the other party was willing to come over, this meant that he had already accepted Ye Qinghuan, and naturally accepted everything.

Lu Yiyao walked towards him with sharp footsteps. Ye Zichen didn't argue with him, and coldly answered him.

"Yes."

"Brother Yan is asleep?"

Gu Yunxiao said with concern.

"Yes, I just fell asleep."

Lu Yiyao walked to his side and put his hands in his pockets. His expression was cold and aloof.

"Brother Yan has worked hard …"

"Who doesn't have hard work in this world?"

Lu Yiyao replied with a low voice as he twitched his thin lips.

"Yes?" Who didn't? Even people like Uncle Jin have it hard … "

"…"

Lu Yiyao didn't say anything else. His sharp face was covered with a thin layer of haze.

Gu Yunxiao knew that he was in a bad mood, so he didn't say much. He turned around and continued to look at the dark sky.

Suddenly, a lonely star flew across the sky. The beauty of this lonely star was heartbreaking.

Gu Yunxiao's dark blue eyes narrowed and his mood became heavier.

It was not a good sign to see the stars fall at this time.

Lu Yiyao stood straight, his dark eyes reflected the endless sky. He could clearly see the scene from before. His heart sank and his emotions became complicated.

He had never thought that after 28 years, he would once again experience the pain of losing his mother.

Back then, when Ye Qinghuan had dropped her Qingfeng Cliff, he had only experienced this pain for less than a hundred days.

Over the years, he had seen many life and death experiences. But he had never experienced such unbearable pain.

He had yet to investigate what had happened that year clearly, and he had yet to enjoy this kind of motherly love that he had lost back then.

So soon, he would lose it again. Moreover, it was a long loss.

Fate was a little unfair to him after all.

How much had he experienced since birth?

Luckily, he still had Lin Ange and the children.

Ten minutes later.

Gu Yunxiao turned his head to look at him and asked.

"Cousin, are you really going to let aunt …"

He felt a lump in his throat, and he was unable to speak the rest of his words.

"Since she's unwilling to 'return', then why must she force him?"

Lu Yiyao's dark and narrow eyes narrowed slightly. His cold and deep voice hid a helplessness and sadness that could not be diluted.

"Everyone says that return to the root. "Cousin, how about we try to persuade her again …"

"Forget it …"

Lu Yiyao's voice was even deeper.

"Cousin brother, Geiger told me last time that someone from Xu Family had come to find her and wanted to see her. "This means that they still miss Aunt very much in their hearts …"

Gu Yunxiao turned around and leaned his back against the railing.

The night wind blew and a faint fragrance wafted in the air. The fragrance of the flowers was very, very faint. If it was an orchid in a hollow valley, it wasn't an orchid.

"Missing? "Heh …"

Lu Yiyao's cold lips formed a cold sneer. His straight, sharp eyebrows twisted into a frown that was as sharp as a knife.

"If it wasn't for what they did to her, how could she have sworn never to go back?"

He still used her in place of his mother.

"Cousin, what you mean is that the people from Xu Family …"

When Gu Yunxiao heard this, he was shocked. His blue eyes narrowed and his tone became more serious.

"Young Master Lu, Young Master Yunxiao …"

A Li ran over and interrupted their conversation.

"What's wrong?"

Gu Yunxiao looked at him and asked in confusion.

"Young Master Lu, Young Master Yunxiao, Madam is about to die …"

"What did you say?" "Aunt …"

Gu Yunxiao's heart tightened as he turned around. Lu Yiyao already walked downstairs with big steps, his back was very lonely.

"A Li, let's go."

Gu Yunxiao followed behind.

Lu Yiyao quickly went downstairs and opened the door to Ye Qinghuan's room.

Upon entering, one could smell an extremely strong smell of rust, so strong that it made one feel nauseous.

Lu Yiyao knew that she spat out blood again.

In front of Ye Qinghuan's bed stood Nan Huaijin, his personal doctor, two nurses and a nurse.

Halfway through, Lu Yiyao suddenly stopped. With a stern face and pursed lips, Mo Tong stared at Ye Qinghuan, who was walking towards the end of her life, with bloodshot eyes.

The scene of Lu Jinhui's death once again appeared in front of his eyes.

He understood in his heart that Ye Qinghuan might not be able to survive tonight.

"Cousin, what's wrong?"

Gu Yunxiao, who followed closely behind him, almost bumped into him. Seeing him stop, he stopped and asked in a heavy tone.

"Yiyao, come here quickly …"

Nan Huaijin, who was staring fixedly at Ye Qinghuan, turned his head. His elegant eyes were filled with indescribable sorrow.

"…"

Lu Yiyao did not make a sound. His legs were as heavy as lead and he just stood there without moving at all.

"Cousin …"

Gu Yunxiao walked up to his side and called out to him in a low voice.

Lu Yiyao's stern face became tighter and tighter, while his chin became firmer and firmer. His deep eyes flickered. Fog floated in the corner of his eyes.

In the next second, he pursed his lips and slightly raised his eyes, forcefully withdrawing the mist from his eyes.

"Cousin, what's wrong?"

Gu Yunxiao asked again in a low voice when he saw that Lu Li was still standing there.

"Yiyao, we have to face what we have to face."

Nan Huaijin looked at Lu Yiyao and said while enduring the grief.

He could understand Lu Yiyao's current emotions. There was nothing more painful than facing the death of one's loved ones. Moreover, this was his mother that he had only seen 28 years ago.

It was the person who brought him to this world.

No matter how much they used to blame her, it was all gone now.

"Cousin …"

"…"

Lu Yiyao still pursed his lips and lowered his head. His palm was in pain. After two seconds, he took another step.

"Yiyao, accompany your mother well …"

Nan Huaijin patted his shoulder as he saw Nan Huaijin approaching and withdrew his gaze. With his hands behind his back, he turned around and walked towards the door.

"All of you can leave now …"

The rest of the people in the ward all left.

Gu Yunxiao walked at the back and lightly closed the door.

Perhaps because they had left, Ye Qinghuan and Lu Yiyao were the only ones left in the room, and the air seemed a little chilly.

"Yiyao …"

Ye Qinghuan, who had her eyes closed all this time, suddenly narrowed her eyes and faintly called out to him.

"…"2

Lu Yiyao sat down. His pitch-black pupils constricted. Ye Qinghuan's sallow and emaciated face was reflected in his pupils.

Once again, he clearly felt the aura of death, the desolation of reaching the end of his life.

"Yiyao …"

Ye Qinghuan tried her best to pull at her eyelids, but her eyes were still half closed.

In the narrow line of sight, Lu Yiyao's sharp face with its distinct outline could not be seen clearly.

Ye Qinghuan blinked helplessly. Her eyes were still misty and hazy. It was still impossible to see clearly.

At this moment, her emotions were extremely complicated.

There was surprise, but also some unease.

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