Chapter 50

He is her husband, and her daughter is sick, but she prefers to trust her elder brother whom she has never met a few times.

...Maybe in her eyes, anyone is more dependable than him?
Gu Yan stood where he was, and suddenly felt sadness in his heart, both for Yan Lanxi and himself.

……

In the days that followed, he mostly stayed in the hospital, taking care of the children with Yan Lanxi.

Although surprised by his change, Yan Lanxi didn't ask the reason. She focused all her energy on the child and didn't have time to think too much.

However, liver sources are hard to find, even if you have money, you have to gamble on your luck.Some people found a matching liver source within a week after being admitted to the hospital, and some people didn't wait until the day of surgery until they died.

The days of waiting are tormented.

Sometimes, looking at the child's small body with so many tubes inserted, he couldn't help crying.I can't figure out why this is happening, why every meal, every excrement, every breath becomes a luxury.

How much he wanted to see her grow up healthy.

When wiping his tears quietly, he would also pay attention to Yan Lanxi, for fear that she would see him crying and lose face.

Later he found that Yan Lanxi never looked at him, and she never cried, her eyes were always dry.Like a spring that has been dried up for a long time, it is dim and lifeless.

His heart seemed to be bleeding.The word regret is not enough to describe my feelings.

……

In the evening, Gu Yan walked into the ward carrying a lunch box, and Yan Lanxi was bending over to help her daughter scrub.

He arranged the food in silence, then picked up the washbasin where she had washed the towels, went to the bathroom to pour it out, replaced it with a clean basin of hot water, and brought it back again.

After Yan Lanxi cleaned her daughter, she carefully dressed her.

When Gu Yan saw the mole on his daughter's shoulder, his heart felt warm and sad.

After returning home, he couldn't help thinking of this scene, and felt that if he married another woman, the child he would have would not be Yinyin, and there would be no mole on his shoulder.

Thinking about it like this, I was stunned again unconsciously...

Where is it from?

He stood in front of the sink, looked at himself in the mirror, and had doubts in his mind.

——Which shoulder did Yinyin's mole grow on?
The direction in memory seems to be reversed...

Is it because of the mirror?

So the mole that was supposed to be on the right, ran to the left?

He began to recall the moment when he fell. At that time, something flashed before his eyes...

...yes, fragments.

The mirror shattered.

So now, where is he?

Gu Yan stretched out his hand and traced his outline through the mirror.

The mirror surface under the fingertips is cold, wet, and feels real to the touch.

It's hard to imagine that he would be in the world in the mirror, but if that wasn't the case, how could he explain his repeated reincarnation?
Gu Yan took a deep breath.

He looks out the window.

Outside the window, night has fallen...

……

I can't remember how many times I committed suicide, I only know that I have to escape from the mirror.

Maybe this kind of reincarnation has no end, but he has no choice but to die.

He was originally the most timid person who was afraid of death, afraid of pain, suffering, and suffering, but now he tried to kill himself over and over again.

There is no way, because once he stops, he will be wrapped in boundless fear.Such endless years can completely destroy a person's will!Until it drives me crazy!

Gu Yan felt that he was going crazy.

Or maybe already crazy.

Finally one time, when he was about to get up, a familiar voice sounded in his ears——

"Are you okay?" Yan Lanxi helped him up, and checked up and down nervously, "Does it hurt? Where did you fall?"

Gu Yan stared at her blankly.

Yan Lanxi was puzzled, "Why do you..."

Before the words fell, he was suddenly hugged tightly!
"I'm sorry!..." Gu Yan choked up, "I was wrong, I was wrong... I was wrong... I was wrong... I was wrong..."

I'm wrong.

I am sorry.

 I'm sorry, although I want face very much, but I found that I am no longer qualified to have face... Well, I guessed wrong again, there is still 1 chapter to finish, I will write it tomorrow, I hate myself...

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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