"Xiaoyun, don't be sad."

Xiaoyu looked at Su Yun with pity on her face.

"No……"

Su Yun raised her head and looked at Xiaoyu, forcing a smile: "Thank you just now."

"That damn old man has something to suffer!"

"cough!"

There was a light cough at the door.

Lin An walked in with his hands in his white coat, with a complicated expression.

"Doctor Lin."

Su Yun turned around and gave him a distant smile: "Sorry, we will clean up the ward."

"It doesn't matter."

Lin An was as gentle as ever. He turned his head to look at Xiaoyu, then spoke softly, "Miss Su, I have something to ask you."

"You guys go out and chat. I'll help Uncle Su clean up the room."

Xiaoyu snatched the rag from Su Mingan's hand and waved at the two of them: "Get out, get out."

"Doctor Lin."

Su Mingan straightened up: "If there is anything, can't you talk about it in front of us?"

Lin An hesitated for a moment.

"Dad, I'm talking to Dr. Lin about some work."

Su Yun caught his hesitation and explained in a brisk voice, then turned around and raised her eyes to Lin An: "Shall we go to your office to talk?"

Lin An nodded: "Okay."

In the office.

Su Yun looked uneasy: "Doctor Lin, is it my mother?"

"I just..."

Lin An adjusted his glasses, looked at her with complicated eyes, and didn't speak for a long time.

"Doctor Lin, just tell me what you have to say."

Looking at Lin An's expression, Su Yun's heart sank to the bottom, and even her voice was filled with tears: "Just let you say it, is there anything else I can't accept?"

"Ms. Su."

"I want to ask, has Auntie quarreled with anyone these past two days? Or, has she encountered any problems?"

Su Yun was stunned: "Impossible!"

"My mother has been in a very good mood during this period. Two days ago, she was happily talking about her plans to travel after being discharged from the hospital."

"Is there something wrong?"

Lin An clenched the pen in his hand, stared at the computer screen and pondered for a while, and said hesitantly: "During the rescue, Aunt Su was very emotional and had a low desire to live."

how so?

Su Yun was stunned. Her mother had clearly said before that she would cooperate with the treatment and that she would accompany her to climb mountains and see the sea in the future and would cook delicious food for her every day.

Su Yun clenched her palms, looked at Lin An with red eyes, and said in disbelief: "No, my mother can't give up suddenly."

"Don't worry, maybe Auntie just..."

Lin An did not say the three words "can't get over it".

He looked at Su Yun's pale face across the desk and wanted to help her wipe away her tears, but he looked for a long time without reaching out his hand.

She had lost weight again, and there was a heavier look of worry between her brows and eyes.

It's heartbreaking.

"Don't worry, everything will be fine."

In the end, he could only comfort her mechanically like this.

"Thanks."

Su Yun forced a sad smile, stood up and left the office.

The balcony was very quiet late at night, with only the sound of the howling wind.

Su Yun walked forward mechanically. She felt like she was carrying a mountain on her back. Every step was extremely heavy and difficult.

It was clearly getting better.

He made up his mind to leave the Sheng family.

And I am on the verge of having my own business.

But...why doesn't life let me go!

She leaned on the railing and slid down to sit on the ground, her back against the wall, her hands around her body, and finally she cried out.

All that comes to my mind are the times I spent with my parents.

And the image of my mother lying on the hospital bed with her face pale and her eyes closed.

"Xiao Yun, why are you here?"

Xiaoyu squatted down with the coat in her hand and put it on her. She said cheerfully, "Okay, don't hide here and feel sad. It's windy. Let's go in."

"good."

Su Yun smiled at her with difficulty: "I'm fine."

Seeing Su Yun's sad look, Xiaoyu pursed her lips and glanced at the ward secretly.

at last……

I still didn’t tell you what I had just seen at the door of the emergency room.

Maybe I saw it wrong.

…

Sheng family villa.

There was dead silence everywhere.

Everyone was shocked when the gentleman came back.

His suit was torn and wrinkled, and his face was covered in blood.

The servant brought a medicine box and wanted to help him clean the wound, but he seemed to be unaware of the pain and picked up the broken pieces of the photo frame on the ground with his hands.

It fell to the ground when my wife left.

Sheng Huai was squatting on the floor, hunched over, holding the smashed photo frame tightly in his palms, his hands full of broken glass.

He went slowly downstairs to the lawn again.

The servant followed the instructions and did not clean up the mess made in the morning.

The rose trellis was in a mess.

The wedding photos were all trampled to pieces by Su Yun.

He picked up a photo and looked at it quietly.

The sinister and cold Sheng Huai began to panic for the first time.

After a few muffled thunders, purple lightning split the night sky and heavy rain poured down.

The whole villa was soon shrouded in dense rain curtains.

The servants came running over and tried to pull him up.

"Boss Sheng, please come in!"

"We're here to pick up these photos, please come in quickly!"

Sheng Huai was soaked by the rain.

His angular facial features and hair were all stuck together by the rain, making him look extremely disheveled.

He bent his waist and half-knelt on the lawn to pick up the shattered photos that Su Yun had stepped on. Every time he picked up a photo, the pain in his chest became worse.

He was really abandoned by Su Yun.

Why do I feel so sad when she doesn't love me anymore!

There was heavy rain with lightning and thunder.

The servants stood behind him, watching the once high and mighty President Sheng pick up the photos one by one and go upstairs with an expressionless face and trembling hands.

There was only a dim desk lamp on in the bedroom.

Sheng Huai took off his wet suit with a cold face, put on a snow-white bathrobe, and sat on the sofa smoking.

The photos were placed on the table.

He smoked a cigarette and stared at the dressing table in a daze.

If it was before.

Every night, Su Yun would sit there and do her skin care after taking a shower, and he would sit here and smoke.

I often start to criticize her.

They said she was too boring, too silent, and too unlike the wife of the Sheng family.

Su Yun would stare at the dressing mirror for a while, then come over and act coquettishly with her lips bitten.

Every time this happened, he would deliberately ignore her tears of grievance that she was trying hard to hold back.

Sheng Huai held the cigarette in his hand, his deep and narrow eyes almost bleeding.

There was no sadness on his face, but his whole body was shrouded in a shadow.

He didn't sleep a wink that night.

At noon the next day, the housekeeper went upstairs trembling with fear.

As soon as I entered the bedroom, I was startled.

Young Master Sheng, who had always been extremely picky, was now lying on the floor in a crooked position, with cigarette butts everywhere.

"gentlemen!"

"gentlemen……"

The butler helped him sit up, and his fingers felt a burning sensation on his forehead.

…

"Why haven't you come down yet?"

In the living room of the villa, Secretary Gao downstairs was in tears.

I couldn’t get through to Mr. Sheng on the phone, and meetings and contracts were piling up.

As the president's secretary, she was almost driven insane these past two days.

"Mr. Sheng seems to have a fever!"

The housekeeper hurried downstairs to call the family doctor, then turned back to look at her with complicated eyes: "Ms. Gao, please go back first."

"What!"

Secretary Gao placed the coffee cup heavily on the table and rushed upstairs.