Chapter 884
This is the second time Jiang Zongming has cried since her death!
Chapter 884 This is the second time she has cried since Jiang Zongming passed away!
In the yard, after Jiang Lai closed the door, his body strength seemed to be drained all of a sudden.
Her legs gave way and she fell directly to the ground.
The position of the heart was empty, and the heart seemed to be grabbed by a blood hole, and the dull pain poured out of the blood hole like overwhelming, drowning her in an instant.
There was no expression on her face, but there were big tears falling down her big eyes.
This was the second time since Jiang Zongming's death that she cried. She didn't make any sound, but her tears were like broken beads, and she couldn't stop.
Tears rolled down from the sockets of her eyes, faintly revealing the meaning of saying goodbye to someone.
She knew that her father's death was not his fault, but she couldn't face him squarely, let alone live with him with peace of mind.
Although the situation was urgent at the time, Jiang Yihan shot to save her, but the truth is that the bullet he fired hit her father.
She was very grateful for his behavior, but she couldn't bear such a result!
And in the hospital, if Gu Zhiting could enter the operating room to perform rescue surgery for her father, the ending might be different.
However, he entered Jiang Zonghan's operating room.
Originally, there was nothing wrong with Lu Shiyan's doing so. Humans, the deepest hidden essence is selfishness.
Jiang Yihan is his closest relative, she can understand his behavior of wanting to save him, but as Jiang Zongming's daughter, she has no way to forgive him.
Of course, she also blamed herself for letting her father miss the best treatment time.
With so many reasons combined, how could she continue to stay in Lu's Manor with peace of mind?
After sitting on the ground for a long time, Jiang Lai raised his hand to wipe away his tears, supported the suitcase next to him, and slowly got up.
No matter how sad you are, life must go on.
She pushed the suitcase through the main house and into her room.
She hasn't been back for several months, but her room is very clean, and there doesn't seem to be a trace of dust in her room.
All the furnishings in the bedroom were exactly the same as before she left, without any movement.
She looked around and landed on the photo frame on the corner of the desk.
In the photo frame is a group photo of their family of three. At that time, Lu Shiyan was not Lu Shiyan. He was dressed in simple denim and a white T, and his smile was as bright as a handsome boy next door.
She stood between the old man and him, showing her small white teeth in a smile, extremely happy.
However, such happiness will no longer exist.
Jiang Lai walked over step by step, picked up the photo frame, and put it in the bottom drawer of the desk.
…………
Opening the suitcase, she took out the clothes and hung them in the closet, and spread the quilt on the bed.
By the time all this was done, the sun was almost setting.
'Grunt-grunt--'
At this moment, her stomach growled suddenly.
Jiang Lai stretched out his hand, touched the monk on his lower abdomen, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said in a low voice, "Are you hungry too? I'm hungry too. I'm going to the kitchen to make dinner. What do you want to eat? It's cold noodles." What about boiled noodles?"
After waiting for a while, she continued talking to herself and nodded, "I understand what you mean, let's boil the noodles, it's easier to boil the noodles."
Opening the refrigerator in the kitchen, she unexpectedly found that there were still a lot of eggs, "Xiaobao, you are lucky, there can be eggs in the noodles tonight."
After cooking the noodles and bringing them to the main house, Jiang Lai sat at the square table, turned on the old TV at home, and ate noodles while watching TV.
In fact, she didn't even watch what was playing on TV, but the house was too quiet, if she didn't turn up the volume of the TV, she would always be unable to control thinking about things that made her sad.
(End of this chapter)
In the yard, after Jiang Lai closed the door, his body strength seemed to be drained all of a sudden.
Her legs gave way and she fell directly to the ground.
The position of the heart was empty, and the heart seemed to be grabbed by a blood hole, and the dull pain poured out of the blood hole like overwhelming, drowning her in an instant.
There was no expression on her face, but there were big tears falling down her big eyes.
This was the second time since Jiang Zongming's death that she cried. She didn't make any sound, but her tears were like broken beads, and she couldn't stop.
Tears rolled down from the sockets of her eyes, faintly revealing the meaning of saying goodbye to someone.
She knew that her father's death was not his fault, but she couldn't face him squarely, let alone live with him with peace of mind.
Although the situation was urgent at the time, Jiang Yihan shot to save her, but the truth is that the bullet he fired hit her father.
She was very grateful for his behavior, but she couldn't bear such a result!
And in the hospital, if Gu Zhiting could enter the operating room to perform rescue surgery for her father, the ending might be different.
However, he entered Jiang Zonghan's operating room.
Originally, there was nothing wrong with Lu Shiyan's doing so. Humans, the deepest hidden essence is selfishness.
Jiang Yihan is his closest relative, she can understand his behavior of wanting to save him, but as Jiang Zongming's daughter, she has no way to forgive him.
Of course, she also blamed herself for letting her father miss the best treatment time.
With so many reasons combined, how could she continue to stay in Lu's Manor with peace of mind?
After sitting on the ground for a long time, Jiang Lai raised his hand to wipe away his tears, supported the suitcase next to him, and slowly got up.
No matter how sad you are, life must go on.
She pushed the suitcase through the main house and into her room.
She hasn't been back for several months, but her room is very clean, and there doesn't seem to be a trace of dust in her room.
All the furnishings in the bedroom were exactly the same as before she left, without any movement.
She looked around and landed on the photo frame on the corner of the desk.
In the photo frame is a group photo of their family of three. At that time, Lu Shiyan was not Lu Shiyan. He was dressed in simple denim and a white T, and his smile was as bright as a handsome boy next door.
She stood between the old man and him, showing her small white teeth in a smile, extremely happy.
However, such happiness will no longer exist.
Jiang Lai walked over step by step, picked up the photo frame, and put it in the bottom drawer of the desk.
…………
Opening the suitcase, she took out the clothes and hung them in the closet, and spread the quilt on the bed.
By the time all this was done, the sun was almost setting.
'Grunt-grunt--'
At this moment, her stomach growled suddenly.
Jiang Lai stretched out his hand, touched the monk on his lower abdomen, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said in a low voice, "Are you hungry too? I'm hungry too. I'm going to the kitchen to make dinner. What do you want to eat? It's cold noodles." What about boiled noodles?"
After waiting for a while, she continued talking to herself and nodded, "I understand what you mean, let's boil the noodles, it's easier to boil the noodles."
Opening the refrigerator in the kitchen, she unexpectedly found that there were still a lot of eggs, "Xiaobao, you are lucky, there can be eggs in the noodles tonight."
After cooking the noodles and bringing them to the main house, Jiang Lai sat at the square table, turned on the old TV at home, and ate noodles while watching TV.
In fact, she didn't even watch what was playing on TV, but the house was too quiet, if she didn't turn up the volume of the TV, she would always be unable to control thinking about things that made her sad.
(End of this chapter)