Siheyuan: Kill Jia Dongxu at the beginning and kill the deaf old lady

She tried her best to act as if nothing had happened and continued to take care of him wholeheartedly, hoping that he would recover soon.

One night, Yi Zhonghai suddenly got angry at an old lady, "What's the point of you being here all day? You've been a burden to me all my life!"

The aunt was stunned for a moment, with a trace of grievance in her eyes, "Lao Yi, don't say that, I just want to take care of you, and hope you can get better soon."

Yi Zhonghai sneered, his eyes full of resentment, "Take care of me? The best care you can give me in this life is to give birth to a child, but have you done it? You can't even do this, and you've made me a family extinct in this life!"

After hearing this, tears welled up in the eyes of the aunt, "Lao Yi, I don't want this to happen, but this is fate, we can't force it."

Yi Zhonghai threw away the teacup she handed over and said coldly, "Life? You put it so lightly.

If it weren't for you, would I be like this now? Look at me, my hands and legs are broken now, what's the point of me living!"

Auntie burst into tears, but she knew that she could not show weakness in front of Yi Zhonghai, "Old Yi, I know you are suffering, but it is not easy for me either.

We have been through so many ups and downs over the years, are we going to blame each other for these things?"

Yi Zhonghai snorted disdainfully, his eyes full of indifference, "Ups and downs? That's what you said.

I have nothing now, I'm a useless person, how do you expect me to survive?"

The lady wiped her tears and said with a choked voice: "Lao Yi, no matter what happens, I will stay with you and never leave you."

Yi Zhonghai looked at her coldly, the resentment in his heart still not diminished.

He knew that his resentment towards Auntie was not only because she could not give birth to a child, but also because her existence made it impossible for him to escape from his current predicament.

Every time he saw her, he felt endless pain and despair.

It was late at night and the ward was silent.

Yi Zhonghai lay on the bed, his heart filled with endless resentment and pain.

He couldn't endure this endless torture any longer, but he didn't know how to get rid of it.

Whenever night falls, Lu Ning's blurry shadow will appear again, tormenting his spirit.

During these long nights, Yi Zhonghai felt unprecedentedly lonely and helpless.

He must find a way to get rid of this endless torture, but in this long night, he can only face it all alone.

A few days later, doctors decided to give Yi Zhonghai more intensive treatment to try to relieve his pain and mental stress.

However, no matter how hard the doctors tried, Yi Zhonghai's condition did not improve.

His physical and mental state became increasingly weak, and he looked like he had lost the vitality.

Auntie is still taking good care of Yi Zhonghai in the hospital.

Although Yi Zhonghai's attitude towards her remained cold and even full of resentment, she did not give up.

She knew that she had to be strong to support this broken home.

Night falls and the cold wind blows.

Yi Zhonghai tossed and turned on the hospital bed, unable to fall asleep.

His heart was filled with endless fear and despair, but he knew that he had to find a way to escape this endless torture.

During these long nights, Yi Zhonghai felt unprecedentedly lonely and helpless.

He must find a way to get rid of this endless torture, but in this long night, he can only face it all alone.

A few days later, Yi Zhonghai's physical condition became increasingly weak. The doctors looked at him helplessly and tried various methods, but none of them could relieve his pain.

Auntie is still taking good care of Yi Zhonghai in the hospital, hoping that he can recover soon.

It was late at night and the ward was silent.

He knew that he had to find a way to escape this endless torture, but in this long night, he could only face it all alone.

In the courtyard, Xu Damao has been like a lost soul since Lou Xiaoe divorced him and his new love Qin Jingru ran back to her hometown. He lives his life in a daze, immersed in the anesthesia of alcohol every day.

He often drank alone in the yard, his eyes empty and his face full of frustration and pain.

As night fell and the cold wind blew through the courtyard, Xu Damao sat alone on a small bench at the door of his house, holding a bottle of white wine and drinking it silently.

The stimulation of alcohol made him forget the pain in his heart for a short time, but it also made his thoughts more confused.

He looked at the night sky, thinking about his life, his heart filled with melancholy and loss.

"Why...why is it like this..." Xu Damao murmured to himself, his voice full of helplessness and despair.

Since Qin Jingru left, Xu Damao's life has become more lonely.

He seeks temporary comfort in alcohol every day, but the pain in his heart can never be truly healed.

Seeing his appearance, the neighbors in the courtyard didn't dare to approach him and could only watch him despair from afar.

Once, Xu Damao was extremely drunk and stumbled back home.

After entering the door, he fell headfirst to the ground, the bottle of wine in his hand rolled to the side, and the wine spilled all over the floor.