He Hurts

They are all wrong.

What happened back then, even if she was really wrong, her feelings for her three sons and Yuan Wensheng were all true.

In her heart, her three sons and Yuan Wensheng are more important than her life.

It's a pity that what she said was obviously the truth, but her sons and Yuan Wensheng didn't believe anyone.

How can she live in such a field?

She smiled sadly, touched the phone, typed a long article, and saved it. Then, she moved her body with difficulty and reached out to reach for the debris on the ground.

Even the fragments closest to her were not within reach of her hands. Too much of her upper body protruded from the bed, and her body lost its center of gravity and fell heavily on the ground.

She almost cried out in pain, but she held back.

She could finally grab the shard.

She grabbed a piece and cut it down heavily on her wrist...

More than an hour later, the nurse who gave the original mother a massage came.

After knocking on the door for a long time, but no one answered, the nurse pushed the door cautiously and went in.

She immediately saw the original mother lying on the ground and the pool of blood beside her, and couldn't help screaming.

Her terrified scream could go through the roof.

Yuan's father, Yuan Zhong, Yuan Ce, and Yuan Sui, who sent Cheng Fengsu and Yue Ya'er back, all heard it.

Yuan Ce reacted the fastest, jumped up from the sofa, and ran upstairs.

Yuan Fu, Yuan Sui, and Yuan Zhong followed closely behind.

When the father and son ran upstairs and saw the original mother lying on the ground, they rushed over one after another.

Yuan Ce was the first to arrive, and knelt down beside Yuan Mu, touching Yuan Mu's aorta with trembling fingers.

There is no pulse.

He trembled in fright and sat down on the ground.

Yuan Sui asked anxiously, "What's the matter?"

As he asked, he grabbed Yuan Mu's arm and felt for Yuan Mu's wrist pulse.

The result he got was naturally the same as Yuan Ce.

He only felt a "hum" in his ears, a roar in his ears, and his mind went blank, as if his body was no longer his own.

The original father asked the two brothers: "How is your mother?"

"Dead..." Yuan Ce looked up and looked at Yuan's father foolishly: "I have no pulse, my mother is dead... dead..."

The expression on his face was sad and bewildered.

He couldn't accept this reality.

Just now, his mother was still alive, but he hadn't seen him for more than an hour, and his mother died.

Heaven and man are separated forever.

Although he was angry with his mother and did something wrong, no matter what his mother did wrong, it was his own mother who loved him, loved him, and cared for him for more than twenty years.

She used to cook good food for their brothers.

She used to send their brothers to school and pick them up from school.

She used to boo and ask for warmth, and she couldn't see their brothers being wronged a little bit.

When they were sick, she was more anxious than themselves, taking care of them and accompanying them...

The bits and pieces of more than twenty years flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern, and before he knew it, his face was already full of tears.

he hates.

He complains.

He hurts.

However, he didn't know who he could hate or blame.

Do you blame Cheng Fengsu for telling the truth?

Then he's an indiscriminate beast.

Hate his father for not divorcing his mother, giving his mother a fatal blow?

But if he were his father, he would also choose to divorce his mother.

He complains, hates, and feels sad, but he can't find an outlet to vent. He doesn't know who he can blame or hate.

He couldn't help but lose his voice in pain, raised his head, and roared in pain: "Mom! Mom! Mom..."