Chapter 1230 Your Backer Is Gone

At this time, the sunshine has been pouring down with warmth. Today's light has some gentleness, and it also gently sweeps off the fallen leaves on the trees. The leaves seem to have fallen more than before, probably because autumn has arrived.

This is the change of the four seasons throughout the year, and it is also a time that cannot be changed and the years that cannot be retained.

At this time, the leaves in the courtyard were falling one by one, and in the Liuyuan, a large ginkgo forest was planted. Mr. Lu spent a lot of effort to plant it. At the beginning, one tree died after planting it. Finally, it finally grew into such a big area. Compared with other places in Hai City, the silver forest here is much longer. In winter, the whole world is golden, very beautiful and dreamy.

You said that in autumn, you want to see the ginkgo leaves fall.

Lu Yi was pushing the wheelchair, and Yan Huan was sitting on the wheelchair. Her eyes were closed tightly, but her complexion was very good, and her skin was also excellent. After so many years, ten years, yes, Ten years ago, when he met her, she was only nineteen years old, and she was still a walk-in. But she had been on this road all the way, struggling and crawling. She had overcome difficulties and thorns along the way, and she had gained something in herself. achievements, her own fame, and everything else she wants.

I know that Lu Yi stopped the wheelchair, then walked to the wheelchair, squatted down, and pulled the blanket up a little. At this time, Yan Huan was tied to the wheelchair, and this word "tie" It was Lu Yi who felt the most uncomfortable and distressed the most.

He reached out his hand and gently stroked Yan Huan's face. Really, time had not given her any age. Although she had suffered so much, she was still the Yan Huan she was before, and the Yan Huan he had first met.

Young, beautiful, childish, and brave.

He also remembered that she was so brave that she dared to jump from the second floor. He also remembered that she almost donated blood from her body one after another.

But who knew that she had actually suffered all her life, and even her whole life of death was all the blood drained from her body in order to save him.

In fact, he didn't do anything, but all the blood on her body was lost because of him.

And what had he done for her?

She saved his father, his grandfather's family, him, and his mother, and also gave him three beautiful and lovely children, making all of them reach Consummation, but what about herself.

"I'm not a good husband." He leaned forward slightly and carefully held Yan Huan in his arms. He could feel her body temperature and hear her breathing. It was okay. It feels like she still has life force, the life force she left behind so that he is no longer alone.

"When you needed me most, I was not by your side. You were bullied by others, your face was ruined, your legs were broken, you were injected with drugs, and you were infected with HIV. Now it is even more painful for you. I have become a vegetative state. What use do I have? "

He just knelt on the ground, holding his wife who had no thoughts at all, and let the ginkgo leaves in the sky fall on them from time to time, like a golden rain of leaves falling on the whole world.

At this time, only these leaves knew that this man was here, crying.

The man stretched out his hand and took off the leaves from his wife's head, and then pushed her around. His feet stepped on the ground, and there would be rustling sounds from time to time.

Sometimes it's him, sometimes there's a child, and the child's little hands are always holding the wheelchair, and there's a rope tied to his wrist, as if it's connecting his little body to his mother, just like that A year after his mother gave birth to him.

The little child squatted down and fumbled with his little hands to pick up a lot of leaves from the ground. Then he carefully climbed in front of his mother, then touched his mother's hand, and put the leaves on his little hand. Mother's arms.

Then he nestled his little body in his mother's arms.

"Mama, tell me, what color is this leaf? Is it green or yellow?" He picked up another piece from the ground and put it in front of his eyes, but no matter what he picked up, no matter what What did he put in? His sky was still dark.

The woman didn't answer him.

The child flattened his mouth in grievance, and then pushed his little head into the woman's arms. At this time, he was like a little baby, and his small body could not leave his mother even a step away.

Lu Yi came over, stretched out his hand and took off the leaves from his wife's hair.

Then he himself sat down and held his wife and son in his arms.

"There are still a lot of trees and a lot of time. I know you will like it here. I will come here every day to accompany you to see this ginkgo forest."

He held his wife's hand tightly. His body still smelled clean of kapok. He turned back and gently stroked her face. Her face had always looked good, maybe because she had been basking in the sun recently. The reason is that there are some more bloodshot eyes on his face now, and he seems to be getting healthier. He doesn't know how other vegetative people are, but he takes good care of his wife and treats her as a human being. Cared for like a child.

Also, he lowered his head and looked at his young son sleeping in his wife's arms.

Then he took off his own clothes and put them on his son. This was the world of their family of three.

The wife who lost consciousness, the son who lost his eyes.

And her husband who almost lost the whole world.

Their world cannot be disturbed by anyone now.

"Your backer will never wake up in this life, why don't you go away?"

Su Muren smiled with a sarcastic smile. Few people knew about Yan Huan's disappearance, but the whole world knew that she became a vegetable. She was as famous as before.

A vegetable, a vegetative person who has no consciousness and has to sleep for a lifetime, this is really ridiculous.

Zhu Meina was sitting on the soft leather sofa at this time. She crossed her legs and gently raised her perfectly painted red lips. She then placed the cup in her hand next to her red lips and took a sip of the fragrant but astringent coffee in the cup, and then left her lip prints on the cup.

Su Muren still smiled with a fake smile, while she smiled with a fake smile.

They are all women in their thirties. Do they still think of themselves as ignorant girls?

"What are you laughing at?" Su Muren slammed the table. She felt that her temper was almost worn out by the woman.

She could still laugh now. She wanted to see if she could still laugh when she got kicked out of their house again.