Trafford’s Trading Club

The third hospital.

While waiting for his name to appear on the screen, Gu Jiajie chatted on the phone perfunctorily.

His mother, Shen Meixuan's phone number.

"Not yet, still in line... No need to come over, it shouldn't be a problem. Ahem... It's probably just a cold. Full body check? No need, it's so troublesome... Okay, I understand. I'll ask later. Ask the doctor."

Gu Jiajie looked around boredly, but the mother on the other side of the phone didn't seem to have any intention of closing the line.

"Dad? It's nothing...it's fine..."

Gu Jiajie seemed reluctant to say more, but suddenly said: "Are you coming back tonight? You have to work overtime... I understand. No, you don't need to ask dad to come back to accompany me. No, I can take care of myself."

As he said that, Gu Jiajie's gaze suddenly stopped as he glanced around again in boredom.

He saw a person, an absent-minded person with his head lowered, walking by.

A man of his own age who walked right in front of him.

A person who didn't notice him, but didn't know what he was thinking, and looked so haggard... almost looked exactly like him.

Walked by.

"Mom... let's not talk anymore, it's my turn."

Gu Jiajie hung up the phone and followed quietly.

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"Don't go, Liu Jiahui! Stop, stop!"

One after another, they were about to run out of the hospital gate. Ma Shir's foot injury was still there, and now he was breaking into a cold sweat from the pain before he could even take two steps.

So he said loudly: "Where are you running? Do you ignore your grandma?"

Sure enough, he slowed down, stopped, turned around, frowned and said, "She...what happened to her?"

Ma Private then walked over slowly and said, "Your grandma is fine. But something is wrong with your mother, and she is heartbroken right now. Don't you know?"

"I...I don't have a mother." He turned away.

Ma Houde said: "No matter what you think, it's just that your mother's situation is not good at the moment. Her son, your brother, died not long ago. Don't you know that? You have been following Shen Mei. Hsu, you should know that, right?"

He nodded, but said calmly: "That doesn't mean anything...it doesn't mean that I must see her."

Ma Houde frowned... So, dealing with children who grew up in such a single-parent family is really a chore.

Ma Shir shook his head and said: "I think your father's divorce will have a great impact on you, but she will always be your biological mother. There is no misunderstanding that cannot be opened. Maybe if we meet, it will be good for you A good thing. Besides, if you don’t have the heart to tolerate her, why would you keep following her? "

Seeing that the half-grown child in front of him was silent, Ma Houde sighed and said: "That day when I was at the scene downstairs of your mother's house, it was you who I saw, right? You had found her earlier. Where is that, so that’s why you’ve been wandering around? Did you see how painful your mother was that day?”

"Stop talking!" He yelled at Ma Houde, "No matter what you say, I won't see her...at least, at least in a short period of time, I won't see her!"

"You... think about it first." Ma Houde shook his head. He knew that such an emotionally unstable child should not be pushed too hard. "Anyway, your mother already knows that you are here, and you can't just treat your grandma like this." She was taken away, right? She still needs to be treated in the hospital. Think carefully about whether she will be seen or not. "

"Tell her for me..." He thought for a while: "Let her go back first. When I think about it clearly, I may meet her, but not now."

…

"Jiahui...he, did he really say that?"

In the ward, Shen Meixuan subconsciously grabbed Ma Houde's arm and asked, "Why doesn't he want to see me?"

"Calm down, okay?" Mahoude sighed and said: "Maybe he is not mentally prepared, and maybe he needs some time. I think he still cares about you as a mother, otherwise why would he be following you all the time? At this age The child's mind is immature, so you have to give him some time and don't confront him. At least, He Xiaomei is still here, and he won't leave."

Shen Meixuan suddenly let go of Ma Private's arm and Ma Houde reminded him.

He Xiaomei is still here, and Liu Jiahui and her are dependent on each other, so Liu Jiahui will definitely not leave. As long as she waits here, she will be able to see Liu Jiahui.

But... Gu Jiajie, who came back from the resurrection, still doesn't know where he is.

She couldn't let Gu Jiajie be discovered... What she needed to do more now was to find Gu Jiajie!

Shen Meixuan glanced at He Xiaomei, and the old man responded with complicated eyes. As her eyes grow older, will she be able to see Shen Meixuan's face clearly?

"I...I'm leaving first." Shen Meixuan turned away, "You should have a good rest."

…

In front of the hospital door, Shen Meixuan turned around and took a reluctant look.

"Mrs. Gu, shall we take you back? You should be tired too." This was all Mahoude could say at this time.

"No need." Shen Meixuan shook her head and said, "I won't go back to that place, and I don't even want to look at that man again... If you really want to help me, just tell Gu Feng that I don't I will be with him again. Tell him that I will take time to divorce him. That's it, don't follow me."

"This is my phone number." Mahoude nodded... There wasn't much room for intervention in this kind of family matter, so he wrote down a phone number, "If you have anything, you can call me."

"Thanks."

Shen Meixuan walked out of the third hospital alone.

Ma Zir's eyes have not aged. When he glanced at it, he clearly saw a silently watching figure hiding under the tree.

Ma Houde shook his head, sighed and said, "It's hard for an upright official to deal with household affairs."

He glanced at the sky and subconsciously touched his belly. It turned out that he had been running outside from last night to now, almost noon.

I was already hungry by now.

Oops! I forgot to call the tigress at home to say she was safe!

"I'll go...forty-six missed calls, these are terrible, terrible!"

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"Who, who's here?" Although her eyesight is bad, her hearing is more sensitive. He Xiaomei looked at the door: "Is it Jiahui?"

"it's me."

He Xiaomei seemed relieved, stretched out her hand and took her grandson's hand, "Jiahui, do you know that your mother came just now?"

"I understand." He shook his head and said, "Grandma, don't mention this matter for now, okay? The most important thing now is to wait for you to recover. By the way, I'll get you some hot water, this kettle is The water is cold."

"It doesn't matter. You just came back. Please sit down for a while."

But he didn't let his grandson stop. He Xiaomei looked at the back of her grandson as he went out and couldn't help but sigh.

Since Liu Cheng passed away, leaving her grandfather and grandson to depend on each other, this child has become particularly sensible. Perhaps this is something that parents want to see, but for He Xiaomei, this child has to suffer so much. Even if he matures prematurely, he doesn't know whether it is good or bad.

The old man was sighing.

But he was outside the door of the ward. In fact, he didn't go far, but sat on a row of stools on the edge of the corridor.

He glanced at his side, it should have been more than two months ago... His twin brother had been talking to him here for a long time.

"Gu Jiajie...do you really need to exist?"

he muttered.

Suddenly, he hugged himself tight with fear... He clearly saw his mother, the one he took out of the street that day, the one who could walk on his own, the one who was already dead.

"So what happened……"

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…

He just sat on a stool in Riverside Park and looked at the scenery quietly.

As a being who is half-human, half-corpse, and even has a rotten body, it is actually very easy to attract attention. Even passers-by will wonder if this is someone who deliberately put on makeup to look like this and come out to scare people. .

Yes, even so, he should be able to be seen.

But obviously, the passers-by who came here for a walk did not notice his existence at all, as if he did not exist.

He couldn't see it, so the club owner who sat next to him and accompanied him was naturally not seen by ordinary people.

From the amusement center, from the old streets he walked, from the snack spots on the streets, from the crowded shopping malls, and now here, Boss Luo accompanied him through the same path that his mother took him through again.

The owner of the club doesn't know tiredness, his body can't even get tired, and his usual sleep is just to complete his usual life routine.

"Your mother knows about your brother's existence, but they haven't been able to meet him yet."

He also said some things that even if you don't have to be there in person, you can know if you want to know, to this person sitting here silently.

"Your mother will still come to find you." Luo Qiu said softly, "What are you thinking about?"

There was no answer, he didn't speak, his eyes seemed like candlelight in the wind, a dying candlelight, swaying and extinguished at any time.

But Boss Luo still didn’t get a response.

He smiled slightly and waited patiently... While waiting, he suddenly turned his eyes.

Wearing a vaguely black dress, a mature and beautiful woman is walking towards the wind... and the black water is coming.

This centuries-old snake demon came after the smell carried by the wind...the smell of corpses. Even though he knew clearly that the woman with the dead child would not look for her after all.

But this snake demon lady obviously failed to ignore it as she said.

Still, she refused to give up her compassion, and finally traced the smell of the corpse in the wind... and came to Luo Qiu.

Without too much surprise, Heishui stood in front of Luo Qiu and said calmly: "It is indeed you...an ordinary person cannot have the ability to turn the dead into walking corpses."

Luo Qiu smiled slightly, as if he was not too surprised by the appearance of this snake demon lady.

As if he saw a familiar person, he whispered: "Do you think he is really a walking corpse?"

"It was someone who was already dead."

Heishui frowned and said: "His soul has disappeared long ago, and now it is just an unconscious corpse. Don't you know that this kind of corpse can easily be invaded by the formed resentful souls and mutate? ?Once that happens, his mother will probably be the first victim!"

Luo Qiu shook his head and said: "I don't know about the matter of cultivating Taoism. However, Miss Heishui, what do you think is the chance of resentful souls forming in this modern environment?"

Heishui frowned and did not continue to discuss this issue, but said seriously: "Why are you so cruel!"

"We will not reject the guest's request." Luo Qiu shook his head, "Miss Heishui, of course, you can also make a request to resolve this matter."

Heishui sneered: "Do you think everyone is willing to trade with you? Delusion! I will work hard to get what I want, without relying on this... this despicable transaction."

"I hope so too." Luo Qiu instead looked at the city across the river bank.

He didn't go on. Heishui didn't know what his so-called hope was.

But for a moment, she couldn't see the reflection of everything in the world in the club owner's eyes.

Heishui stepped back step by step, not because he was afraid of anything, but simply knowing that since the owner of this club was sitting here, she probably had no other way to get close to this body except to propose a deal to him. The walking dead.

"What on earth do you want to do...let him live like this, not living as a living person?"

Luo Qiu said softly: "I just want to know what he... is thinking."

"His soul has dispersed long ago! Is there any thought there?" Heishui shook his head.

Unexpectedly, Boss Luo made a silencing gesture at this moment, "Shh."

He looked at the dark water.

He whispered: "Listen, do you hear it? The first movement of the soul." (To be continued.)