Life With You

Like George Sheng, He Yusen is an old son in the family. His mother is 70 years old this year, and her husband has died many years ago. He Yusen and his wife have been divorced for almost two years. She is the only one living in Hong Kong. Tong When Hao went to pick her up, he knelt in front of her and told her, "I'm sorry aunt, Ah Sen had an accident in Night City."

The old man was stunned for a moment, and then he grabbed Tong Hao's arm and asked her son what had happened. In fact, she knew in her heart that if it weren't a matter of greatness, how could Tong Hao kneel down and talk?

But sometimes people are like this, they like to deceive themselves and others, and they like to pretend to be confused, until they hear from Tong Hao: "Asen is dead."

The old man clasped Tong Hao's arm, raised his head, and opened his mouth. He was obviously distressed, but he couldn't make any sound. The picture made people watch goose bumps appear.

Except for the pain at the beginning, when Tong Hao took He mother back to Night City, she was surprisingly calm, calm and scary. Tong Hao couldn't help but said in a deep voice: "Auntie, you cry when you are sad."

The old man didn't look at Tong Hao, but stared at a certain place with fascinating eyes. He shook his head slightly, and said in a very low voice, "I don't cry. Asen is very filial. He never lets me shed tears."

This sentence pierced Tong Hao's heart, and he quickly looked away, but the redness in his eyes was still particularly obvious.

He grew up eating Baijiafan. An old neighbor told him that his dad was shot and killed at the door of his house that year. He was less than three years old that year. His mother didn’t let him take one last look. Later, his dad’s The enemy always came to nuisance the door over and over again. After his mother left three hundred and fifty-two yuan, he left him and ran away alone.

In Tong Hao’s childhood, he was dubbed the name of his father being a bad man and his mother abandoning her husband and abandoning her son. Those children scolded him by walking around the streets. The parents of those children pointed at his head with a stick, and said they dared to bully their children, they would kill him.

Tong Hao refused to accept and picked up whatever was around him. When he was not half a person tall, he dared to throw a brick on the head of a thirty or forty-year-old man. He suffered countless beatings, brightly and secretly, until he grew up. So old that no adult dare to bully him.

Many times he was wounded lying in an empty house, suffering from high fever, infection, and being extremely sad, he would think if his mother was still with him, would he feel sorry for him?

But such thoughts will not last more than five seconds each time. He thinks it is ridiculous that he has such thoughts. If he feels distressed, he would not be left behind.

Tong Hao has never experienced maternal love, but he can't bear to see the pain of a mother losing her son and a white-haired man sending a black-haired man.

When the plane landed in Night City, someone came to pick them up, not to the cold morgue, but to a residence. Tong Hao helped He open the door. It was very spacious. There was an ice coffin with electricity in the middle of the living room. There were no extra people in the room except George Sheng in a wheelchair.

He only had the coffin in his eyes. She immediately speeded up her pace and rushed to the front of the coffin. Tong Hao was afraid that she would fall, and supported her all the way. The old man lay beside the coffin and looked inside. He was a familiar face. , I went to her place specially, accompanied her to eat a meal before leaving. It only took a few tens of hours. Why did the people disappear?

The grief that hadn't been crying before was finally released at this moment. The old man's legs softened and he almost couldn't stand firmly, and it all depended on Tong Hao to reach out and hold him.

George Sheng also just finished his leg surgery. He was lying on the bed with a normal person and it hurts to death, but he kept running around in a wheelchair, and now he took a step with his right foot and supported his arms. At the sides, trying to get up.

Tong Hao Yu Guang caught a glimpse of him, and he frowned. He wanted to help him, but he was still holding his mother. If he let go, he would fall to the ground.

George Sheng didn't need anyone to support him. He stood up from the wheelchair for a living. In just a few seconds, his face was completely white, and the blood red in the white was more conspicuous. It was a double torture on the body and mind that made him unable to shut down. Rest your eyes, even for a second.

He didn't dare to use his left leg at all, he limped to the side of Mother He, and the cold sweat on his face fell from the distance of a few meters.

With one hand on the side of the coffin, George Sheng slowly bends his knees, first his right leg, then his left leg. When his left leg is bent and stressed, the masseter muscles on both sides of his face are obviously exposed, and the bottom of his eyes are redder.

He mother was lying on the side of the coffin and couldn't get up. George Sheng knelt beside her, with a pale face and red eyes, saying word by word: "Auntie, it's my fault. I didn't protect Asen. I know that now. Everything is superfluous. From today on, I will treat Xiaojie as my own son and you as my mother. I will not pay the debt to Asen in this life. I just hope you can give me a chance to make up for it."

George Sheng was wearing black trousers, but the place where his left leg was injured soon became faint, and it was blood leaking from the wound.

Tong Hao frowned, "Brother Sheng..."

He wanted to help George Sheng up, but George Sheng remained motionless. He knelt there with his back straight. If it weren't for the scary pale face, no one would have imagined that he had just taken a bullet down.

He mother reached out and touched He Yusen's cold face, hot tears fell, but they couldn't warm her son's body.

George Sheng knelt on the ground for more than ten minutes, half of his trousers dyed with blood. Tong Hao tried to say something many times, but when the words reached his lips, he choked.

He could understand He's grief, but he couldn't just watch George Sheng kneel and drain the blood, thinking of Yuan Bao in his mind for an instant. What would he do if the Yuan Bao was there?

A few seconds later, Tong Hao also knelt beside He mother.

"Auntie, sorrow, Asen doesn't want to see you so sad. Brother Sheng will definitely seek justice for Assen and won't let the killer get a good end."

He mother finally turned around slowly when she heard this. She looked at George Sheng and raised her hand to help him. George Sheng couldn't get up at all. Tong Hao immediately got up to support George Sheng.

George Sheng's left leg was cold long ago, and he didn't feel much, her hand was held tightly by He Mu. She looked up at him and said, "Zhi Sheng, I know that Asen's death cannot blame you. I only have one wish, called The person who killed Assen will be buried with him. I don’t want to walk alone on Assen’s Huangquan Road."

George Sheng said: "I promise you."

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Later, on the way Tong Hao sent George Sheng back to the hospital, he was already a little confused. With his eyes closed, he said in a cold voice, "Except Sifangtang."

When Tong Hao was driving, he glanced in the rearview mirror and said slowly, "Today? It's less than three days. The boss of Sifangtang has been contacting me, wanting to meet you and talk about this time. He has nothing to do with him, do you want to wait another day?"

George Sheng's Adam's apple moved slightly, and the response was already very difficult, "Assen can't wait, Assen's mother can't wait...Neither can I."