Mi Zang Jiao Wife: Baby Where to Escape

  She stared at the scene in front of her blankly, unable to recover for a long while.

  She knows, she heard what her brother mentioned.

  At that time, he was just a simple and plain narrative, which was completely different from what she saw with her own eyes.

  Grandpa...

  On the operating table, the person covered with white cloth is her grandfather.

  Li Jia covered her chest. She watched Lu Yichen standing sluggishly, with a dull look on his face. The expression on his face was numb, but his trembling hands tried to lift the white cloth several times to confirm, but she failed.

  "You are gone, all gone." He finally lifted a corner of the white cloth, looking at his eyes open, his face permanently solidified with consternation, shock, pain, and disbelief, he staggered.

  Lu Yichen stiffly stroked the old man's open eyes, but it was useless, he didn't look at him.

  He was shocked by the bad news all his life and suddenly died of a heart attack. There was no warning, and the thunderbolt made the old man who could not be stimulated anymore.

   "Who...who..." Lu Yichen's eyes were scarlet, his eyes were almost ferocious, and a stern roar came from the operating room.

  Who told Grandpa the news of Jiajia's death! Who did it!

  Lu Yichen rushed out of the operating room like crazy, grabbed the doctor standing outside the door to question, like a desperate lone wolf desperate, rushing to scream and cry, the broken screams can't echo in the hospital aisle.

  Li Jia wanted to stop, she wanted to speak, but everything in front of her was like a slideshow, like a movie being shown. She stood outside the light curtain, watching them chaos, staged joys and sorrows.

  She was hoarse, trying to stop her brother from passing through him and the doctors again and again.

  She can't do anything, why should she see it?

  She could not hear the doctor's stern shout, police and security guards swarmed up, and there were more and more people in the aisle, but she was at a loss, looking desperate, and wanted to avenge everyone's brother who vented despair and anger.

  He was forced to fall to the ground by a large group of people, embarrassed but terrible, completely irrational.

  There is nothing left, the sister is dead, the child is gone, and the grandfather is gone. The parents left the country in disappointment, and everything related to Jiajia left him.

  Li Jia looked at the gradually empty corridor, and the scene was like a fading shot. As the brother who was forcibly dragged away began to blur, she only saw his red eyes staring at the half-open operating room door.

  There, several doctors are pushing the dead man covered with white cloth.

  Li Jia looked at all this in a daze.

  When she raised her head again, people squatted at the open fork, the sky was covered with white snowflakes, and the street lamps beside the street were covered with thick snow.

There are only twos and threes of pedestrians on the    street. Not far behind is the commercial building. The door of the commercial building, which is open 24 hours, is closed. Li Jia watched the fire-red couplet with golden brush writing on the door.

  In her memory, only the most prosperous commercial building on the first day of the new year will be closed.

  She remembered this place, the street where she would come to hang out from time to time, here has everything, it is the place with the most people in the Imperial City.

  Now, it’s quiet here. In this special season, everyone is going home to reunite with their relatives, but her brother, alone, is he reunited with?

Under the street lamp at the crossroads, Lu Yichen looked at the road quietly. He was holding a cigarette in his hand. In the heavy snow in winter, the smoke was full of snow. The snow covered his shoulders, and the snow under his feet was covered with a layer of vaguely visible place. Cigarette butts.