Chapter 32 Breakup

Shen Jize had hardly slept these past few days, and was even still wearing the school uniform from that day.

He sat on the cold chair in the hospital, staring blankly at the ground.

It was not until the nurse in the emergency room reminded him that the tube was to be removed that he came to his senses and walked to Xue Fenghua's bedside like a walking corpse.

The woman on the bed had no color on her face, her body was full of tubes, and her mouth was a little purple.

Shen Jize leaned over and murmured softly: "Aunt, I'm sorry... I'm sorry for you, can you please wake up? I haven't let you enjoy yourself yet..."

But Xue Fenghua would never respond to him with a smile and squinting eyes again.

She is only in her fifties, but her hair is full of white and the wrinkles on her face are clearly visible.

Xue Fenghua died of cerebral hemorrhage. She had congenital hemangioma and had never been to the hospital for a check-up before to save money.

Coupled with the usual overwork, he died on the spot.

By the time Shen Jize found her, it was too late. He sent her to the hospital for emergency treatment, but the doctor told him directly that there was no hope.

Dada watched his mother collapse and never wake up to send him to school. He knew some things at his age.

He didn't cry, but just sat on the bed alone, holding the doll that Xue Fenghua had sewn herself.

When his relatives asked him, he didn't say anything, but stood up straight and looked out the window.

The nurses were no strangers to such scenes.

"Send a family member to the main station to sign. I'm going to remove the tube."

Xia Jun, who was standing by, tried to hold himself together and said to Shen Jize, "I'll go sign the document. You stay here with your aunt."

He is also old and his heart can't take it.

The nurse looked at the heart monitor, read out the time and place of extubation, and then neatly pulled the long tube out of Xue Fenghua's mouth.

Shen Jize watched as the originally undulating broken lines on the instrument turned into straight lines the moment the tube was removed. He stood in front of the bed, saying nothing.

There is one less person in this world who truly loves him.

After he handled the handover with the funeral home, he smoked a cigarette outside the hospital in a daze.

After finishing the call with Wen Eryu, he put out his cigarette and let out a long sigh.

Breaking up is the best way to stop the loss in time, he doesn't want to drag her down anymore.

*

The next day, when Wen Eryu arrived at school, he looked absent-minded.

When Lu Zhang came to collect the homework, he saw that Wen Eryu did not respond, so he asked Lin Cheng.

"What happened to her?"

Lin Cheng gave him a complicated look, signaling him not to ask any more questions.

Then she took out the homework book from Wen Eryu's schoolbag and handed it to him.

Wen Eryu didn't hear much of the morning class.

Lin Cheng was almost worried to death, she was thinking about how to divert Wen Eryu's attention.

Suddenly an idea popped into her mind, and she pulled up Wen Eryu who was lying on the table.

"I heard there's a flea market in tomorrow's activity class," Lin Cheng said, "Come with me."

"Chengcheng, I'm not in the mood right now. Find someone else to accompany you."

Wen Eryu was about to lie down again, but the next second, she suddenly sat up straight with her eyes lighting up.

“Got it!”

Lin Cheng was confused: "What's the matter?"

Wen Eryu finally smiled: "You will know tomorrow."

*

The playground is full of stalls set up by students.

One of the stalls was crowded with people.

Wen Eryu stood in the middle of the crowd and explained the things on the ground with great effort.

"Come on, come on, take a look at this bag. It's the Ysera classic model. The official website sells it for 29,999. It's out of print now, but I'll be selling it for just that price today."

She held up four fingers to the crowd.

"2999."

"Uh... is she doing this for charity? She's selling it at a 90% discount?"

"But who would buy it? Even if it's discounted, we can't afford it."

"I don't know if this bag is genuine yet."

"It should be authentic. My mom also has a bag like this. The logo and fabric on it are obviously not a knockoff."

Everyone around was talking to each other, but no one wanted to buy.

Wen Eryu whispered to Lin Cheng, "Cheng Cheng, do you think I'm overselling it?"

Lin Cheng shook his head: "How is that possible! You are selling it too low."

"But I don't think they want to buy it."

"It's okay, we'll wait and see."

A man said sarcastically, "When did Miss Wen become so destitute that she has to sell her own handbags?"

As soon as this was said, a man immediately echoed: "That's right, if you run out of money, please beg me, I can't even spend all my monthly pocket money."

After saying that, the two boys burst into laughter and pushed each other.

Lin Cheng couldn't stand it anymore and was about to argue with them.

Suddenly, a female voice came from the back of the crowd.

An Xinqing walked forward, glanced at the two boys, snorted coldly, and then said to Wen Eryu, "I want it."

Lin Cheng said first: "Sorry, we won't sell you."

"Wait a minute." Wen Eryu pulled Lin Cheng behind him and whispered, "Why not just sell it to her? We're in urgent need of money now."

Lin Cheng thought for a while and said, "You're right."

With An Xinqing's ability, she has the money to buy this bag.

"Deal." Wen Eryu turned around, put the bag into the box, packed it, and was about to hand it to her.

A pair of bony hands grasped Wen Eryu's wrist.

“Why sell it?”

Shen Jize suddenly appeared beside her and looked at her coldly.

He remembered Wen Eryu saying that this bag was her favorite one, no doubt about it.

But now she sold it at such a low price, Shen Jize was puzzled.

Wen Eryu was stunned. She didn't expect Shen Jize to appear here now. She stammered, "I, I have too many things at home. They're just gathering dust anyway, so I might as well sell them today."

But her eyes still betrayed her.

Seeing that she couldn't hide the secret from him, Wen Eryu temporarily handed the stall over to Lin Cheng.

She pulled Shen Jize to an empty corridor and confessed, "Actually, I wanted to sell it and give you some money..."

"I don't need your money." Shen Jize interrupted her, "I have hands and feet and can earn it myself."

"But……"

"That's enough." Shen Jize said sternly, "I don't need your pity."

Wen Eryu stared at him blankly, and said a little aggrievedly, "I didn't know you would think that."

Seeing her eyes reddened, Shen Jize's heart softened: "I'm not being mean to you."

"So you still want to break up with me?" Wen Eryu clenched her hands, her nails digging into the flesh. She was waiting for his answer.

Suddenly there was a ringing in his ears, and Wen Eryu turned his head and frowned slightly.

Shen Ji Ze looked up at her, his Adam's apple rolling up and down.

"yes."

At this moment, Wen Eryu's heart was broken.

She wanted to cry so much, but she couldn't. The soreness in her eyes made her blink frantically.

Wen Eryu opened her mouth and closed it again. After a long moment, she said with dull eyes, "Okay, I respect your choice."

"Er Yu." Shen Jize called her in a hoarse voice.

"Um?"

"fine."

"Lin Cheng is still waiting for me, I'm leaving first."

Wen Eryu staggered and almost fell down the stairs.

Her back rose and fell, and she kept forcing herself not to turn around.

At this moment, she finally understood the saying that fortune changes.

In her previous life, she dumped him.

In this life, he dumped her.

Now, they are even.