A couple who have supported each other for half their lives, now one of them has passed away first, and the one left behind must be deeply trapped in pain and longing.

Zhao Xian is now in a coma, and can temporarily forget the grief of losing her husband, but she will wake up eventually.

I sighed and looked at Zhao Xian sympathetically: "There's no way to escape it. You still have to accept reality."

As I was speaking, I smelled the smell of tobacco, which startled me.

I turned to look at Lu Zhiyuan. He disappeared. Did he go to a deserted place to smoke?

My eyes involuntarily fell on his hands. There were light yellow marks between his index and middle fingers. I wonder how many cigarettes he smoked alone before he calmed down, where I couldn't see.

I suddenly felt sorry for him, but didn't expose him.

He noticed my gaze on him, and subconsciously put his hands behind his back and changed the subject: "Thank you for putting aside the past and still taking care of my mother."

"Nothing." I said lightly, "After all, we were once a family."

Lu Zhiyuan's eyes flickered, and there was a hint of guilt in his eyes: "My mother did a lot of things to hurt you before, don't you hate her?"

I smiled generously: "It's all in the past. She just wants you to get better."

I didn't want to discuss this topic anymore, so I just focused on the reality at hand. "Your father's funeral needs to be taken care of, and your mother needs your care in her current condition. I'm afraid you can't handle it all by yourself, right?"

Lu Zhiyuan took a deep breath and gave me a comforting smile. His eyes were clearly tired, but he pretended to be strong in front of me: "Don't worry, I can handle it."

He reached out and patted my shoulder, urging me, "You've worked hard today, go back and rest. It's already dark outside, go home early so as not to worry your family."

It’s hard for me to imagine how Lu Zhiyuan will spend the long night after I leave.

He would do the same as before, find an empty corner, lick his wounds silently like a wounded little animal, and then continue to act tough!

I really want to comfort him and stay with him, but I also know that any words of comfort at this time will be pale and powerless, and I can only endure it slowly.

He is such a strong person, and he doesn't want me to see him vulnerable.

I didn't ask to stay after all. As he was walking me out of the ward, I paused and discussed with him, "Zhiyuan, no matter what, I once called him 'Dad'. I can't help you with other things, but I want to help you take care of Dad's funeral arrangements so that he can pass away peacefully."

Lu Zhiyuan's eyes suddenly turned red, his brows furrowed for a moment and then relaxed, and he slowly exhaled: "Okay, you have this intention, Dad will definitely be very happy."

We looked at each other and smiled. I not only wanted to give Lu Jing a ride, but also wanted to share some of his burden.

Lu Zhiyuan was about to urge me to go back, opened his mouth, and suddenly looked behind me, his expression changed slightly.

I sensed something was wrong and turned around suspiciously, only to see several policemen coming out of the elevator.

Although the hospital has issued Lu Jing's death certificate, the police still have to intervene in the investigation to find out the real reason for the suicide because the healthy person suddenly jumped off the building and committed suicide.

But the police came to the hospital so late at night, I'm afraid that Lu Jing's suicide by jumping off the building is not that simple.

Lu Zhiyuan and I looked at each other, both with serious expressions.

The policeman walked up to us and locked his eyes on Lu Zhiyuan: "Are you Lu Jing's son?"