Chapter 251 Tears
The regular ticking of the monitor seeped through the crack in the door.
Lu Yannan ordered in an orderly manner: "Third brother, go back and pack some daily necessities and bring two sets of pajamas for the fourth brother."
"I'll guard here."
The more this happened, the more he couldn't show any panic.
He is the older brother, and he has to be the pillar of support for his younger siblings. He cannot be afraid.
Watching his younger brothers disappear in the elevator, Lu Yannan felt as if all his strength had been drained from him.
The metal chairs were pale under the fluorescent lights.
The moment the elevator door closed, Lu Yannan's straight back suddenly hunched.
He staggered and fell onto the cold metal bench in the corridor, his fingertips making a slight sound as they scraped across the fabric of his trousers.
A few strands of black hair, which had been neatly combed back, fell down on his forehead, which was covered in cold sweat.
The curled knuckles were pressed against the center of the eyebrows, and the nails made indentations in the skin.
He tried to take a deep breath, but the smell of disinfectant made his throat tight.
With his head lowered, the cashmere fabric gradually became stained with dark dots.
The back of his head hit the tile wall hard, and the cold touch made his temples throb.
Lu Yannan raised his arms and pressed his eyes hard. The sobs in his throat were muffled in his chest, turning into violent heaving of his chest.
The electronic clock ticked every hour, startling him so much that he sat up straight.
Lu Yannan wiped his face roughly, and when his fingertips rubbed the wet cuffs, he found that his jacket was already soaked with salty taste.
He stared at his distorted reflection in the monitoring room glass, and suddenly put his trembling right hand into his coat pocket.
He held the button tightly in his palm. It had fallen off Lu Qiyun's body when the stretcher was carried into the ambulance.
In the intensive care unit, Lu Qiyun lay quietly wearing an oxygen mask.
Outside the ICU, Lu Yannan held the button and stared blankly.
The revolving door of the hospital let in the night wind, and the hem of Lu Chixu's clothes was lifted up and then fell down.
He suddenly grabbed the back of Lu Jianheng's clothes and said, "Xiao Heng."
Lu Jianheng clutched the car keys tightly and turned to look at Lu Chixu.
"Old Four..." Lu Chixu raised the corner of his mouth: "It will be fine, don't worry too much."
Lu Jianheng lowered his eyes and stared at Lu Chixu's white knuckles, humming a monosyllabic response through his nose.
He didn't dare to open his mouth, for fear that his emotions would accidentally escape from his mouth.
The car was filled with the scent of fir trees. Lu Jianheng sank into the driver's seat, and the metal head of the seat belt made a slight clicking sound in the silence.
Sitting in the car, Lu Jianheng didn't start the vehicle for a long time.
He suddenly pounded the steering wheel hard, his knuckles making a dull sound as they collided with the leather, and then he curled up his palm as if it had been burned.
He turned his head to look at the intact ornament on the passenger seat, and his heart felt like it was clogged with water-soaked cotton, making him feel uncomfortable.
Lu Jianheng stretched out his hand and traced the shape of the ornament with his fingertips.
His fingers wanted to touch the little figure of Lu Qiyun surrounded in the middle, but because of trembling, he touched the little figure of Lu Shiman instead.
My sister's sweet voice echoed through the car with a tinge of electricity: "In my heart, Fourth Brother is the best~"
Lu Jianheng's hands trembled even more violently, and his fingertips poked the little man's head again.
"...Fourth brother is the best~"
"...The best~"
Over and over again, the sweet voice gradually changed its pitch, and the ending tone was stretched into a strange tremolo.
Lu Jianheng's grip on the steering wheel suddenly tightened, and a teardrop fell on the edge of the dashboard.
Memories suddenly flooded my mind. My sister pointed at the ornaments and said, "Third brother, let me show you Fourth brother's gift." Her sweet smile carried the distinct atmosphere of a laboratory. "Back there is our home, all five of us, neatly arranged."
The crackling sound of electricity severed his memories, and Lu Jianheng suddenly loosened his seat belt buckle.
Amid the crisp sound of the metal buckle bouncing back onto the pillar, he rested his forehead against the horn logo in the center of the steering wheel, and the whimper that escaped from his throat was broken into intermittent gasps by his teeth.
The veins on his right hand bulged as he beat his thigh, and tears mixed with emotions that had been suppressed for a long time burst out.
He curled up in the corner of the driver's seat, the back of his head hitting the car window with a dull sound, tears flowed down his chin and fell on his clothes, and the water marks reflected faintly in the red cross light of the hospital.
The sobs rolling out of my throat mixed with the sound of the emergency bed's wheels rolling over the road outside the car window, shattered into pieces in the middle of the night.
Lu Chixu's black car stopped not far in front of Lu Jianheng's car.
He rolled down the car window, lit a cigarette, placed one hand on the window frame, and a red dot between his fingers swayed gently in the night.
He stared at the car in the rearview mirror, his fingers holding the cigarette hanging on the edge of the window for a long time.
The ash accumulated half an inch long and broke as he raised his hand, with fragments falling on his pants.
He withdrew his gaze and looked towards the building where the ward was located. He brought the cigarette to his lips and took a deep puff.
Nicotine mixed with the night air rushed into his throat, and he started coughing violently, his elbow hitting the window lift button.
As the privacy glass slowly rose, he caught a glimpse of the blurry outline of Lu Jianheng raising his hand to wipe his face, his Adam's apple rolling violently in his neck.
"Cough... cough!" The cap of the mineral water bottle got stuck halfway through being screwed on, and Lu Chixu hunched his back and rested his forehead on the steering wheel.
The coughed-up tears hit the armrest of the leather seat, making a slight sound.
After completely venting his emotions, Lu Jianheng wiped away his tears with the back of his hand, fastened his seat belt again, and started the car.
The sound of the vehicle engine tore through the silence, and Lu Chixu stubbed out his cigarette reflexively.
Sparks flew in the car's ashtray, and his hand shook several times as he turned the key before he started the engine.
As he followed Lu Jianheng's car out of the hospital, he rolled down the window and threw out the whole pack of cigarettes. The plastic packaging hit the ground with a dull thud.
In the rearview mirror, the red light of the hospital building was gradually becoming blurred in the fog.
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When Ji Linshen supported Lu Shiman and bent his knees to put her into the back seat, her arms still maintained the posture of embracing the air.
Lu Shiman remained silent the entire time, even his breathing was barely audible.
The car shook violently as it passed over the speed bump, and Lu Shiman tilted and fell towards the window glass.
Ji Linshen put his hand on her forehead and felt a cool touch on his palm.
He used his fingers to push away the hair stuck to her lips and found that the bite wound on her lower lip was oozing tiny drops of blood, forming dark red scabs on the pale skin.
"Baby." Ji Linshen unbuttoned his shirt and held her in his arms.
When his warm chest pressed against her stiff back, he felt her shoulder blades tremble slightly.
He lowered his head and rubbed the top of her head with the tip of his nose, and the breath squeezed out of his throat was trembling: "Can you bite me?"
Lu Shiman's curled fingertips grabbed the hem of her clothes, and her nails pinched her hands with all her strength.
Ji Lin held her wrist tightly and pressed it against his carotid artery. His throbbing pulse penetrated her skin and hit her cold palm.
Her pupils suddenly contracted, and her eyelashes swept across Ji Lin's collarbone, but her eyeballs were like misty glass beads.
The air vents in the car's air conditioner made a humming sound. Ji Linshen adjusted the air direction and found that her bare calves were bluish-white under her home pants.
He pulled the wool blanket over her trembling knees. The corners of the blanket fell and brushed against her ankles, but Lu Shiman didn't even curl her toes.
Her breathing was so light that it seemed like it would stop at any moment, and only her bitten lips were oozing fresh blood with the rhythm of her heartbeat.
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