Chapter 859: Ending (19)

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The photo on the tombstone was selected by Xu Jiamu himself. Soon after Han Ruchu just married Xu Wanli, the two went on a honeymoon and Xu Wanli took a photo of her.
Han Ruchu in the photo, the smile is bright and bright, and he is full of vitality and confidence between his eyes.
In Xu Jiamu's memory, Han Ruchu had never laughed like this. In front of him, she was very kind and pretended to be very affectionate with Xu Wanli, but when she turned around, she would face Xu Wanli's cold eyes and had nothing to do with each other.
When Xu Jiamu received the call, when he first heard that Han Ruchu committed suicide, he really collapsed. Even when he drove to the hospital, he was thinking that she was willing to speak to him last night. He All told her, he waited for her to come out, why did she die?
But when the flames burned her body into ashes, his mood suddenly became calm.
His mother did not blame him, but his mother did not want to live.
When she said to him, "Jiamu, take good care of herself," she was actually ready to commit suicide.
He thought, maybe when she said that sentence at the time, she also regretted the tragedy she had taken herself in her life, but it was too late, she lost her way back, she hated her life, complained all her life, suddenly One day, let her let go of the hatred and grievances in her heart. She didn't know how to continue her life, so she could only choose to die.
After a hundred deaths, the smoke disappeared, and everything was over.
What about her? I can finally break free.
Xu Jiamu also knew in his heart that for Han Ruchu, dying is far happier than living.
When she was alive, she was not happy every night, she hated every moment, she turned herself into a demon, no one is ghost or ghost.
However, when the burial was over, Xu Jiamu knelt in front of Han Ruchu's tombstone, he couldn't help crying.
In any case, she is his mother after all, even if there are all kinds of things wrong, she is finally the mother who gave birth in October, and has worked hard to raise him.
In her life, she was afraid that she wouldn't be good to anyone, but she was really good.
When Xu Jiamu and Song Xiangsi left, it was already five o'clock in the morning, and there was a light drizzle floating in the sky.
In the early spring night, when it rained, it was still bitterly cold. Xu Jiamu took off his suit jacket, put it on Song Xiangsi's body, took her hand, stepped on the steps in the rain, and walked down the cemetery.
The two people still don't have any conversation. In fact, they don't need any conversation. Sometimes, silent companionship is better than a thousand words and thousands of words.
Back in the city, it was already seven o'clock, and it was dawn. Song Xiangsi took advantage of Xu Jiamu's bathing gap and went downstairs to buy it earlier.
Back home, Song Xiangsi put the breakfast on the dining table, walked to the disinfection cabinet, took out the plate, and just put it on the table, the bedroom door was opened, and Xu Jiamu walked out from the inside with a wet hair , Still holding her mobile phone: "Phone."
With his words, there was a ringing of the mobile phone.
Song Xiangsi held out his hand and took it over, glanced at the caller ID, and then answered: "Acacia, what time do you arrive at the hospital today?"
Song Xiangsi subconsciously glanced at Xu Jiamu, who was holding a towel and wiped her hair, and pursed her lips, and said, "I am a bit busy recently, I will contact you again in a few days, okay?"