Three Women in the Cage

Yang Jin hugged Yang Ming's body and cried uncontrollably. This was the first time she felt that this father who did not communicate much with her would be getting farther and farther away from her.

From now on, she would be without her father. That kind of incomplete life made her fall from the clouds into the mud in an instant. She felt unprecedented fear and resistance.

She could only hold Yang Ming in her arms and cry beggingly: "Don't go, don't go! Wuuwu..."

Yang Ming rubbed the corners of her eyes with his dry palms, looking at her petite and beautiful face with regret and reluctance, silently lamenting the powerless struggle against fate!

He wanted to do something, but he couldn't do anything. Now he couldn't even protect his wife, children and parents. He could only helplessly abandon them and sink in the world.

After explaining everything to Yang Jin, Yang Ming took his hand away from her face and turned his eyes to the door. He stared at it blankly, as if expecting something. Everyone knew that he was waiting for Yang Yu...

Ma Mei looked at Yang Ming and couldn't help but urge Yaya: "Where is your mother? When will it arrive? Hurry up and hurry up, I'm afraid your uncle can't wait any longer."

Yaya said with red eyes: "I'll go ask..."

She went outside again and called Yang Yu. After the call was connected, Yang Yu said unhappily: "Why are you calling again? Didn't I tell you? Do I need to earn wages?..."

Ever since she learned about her third brother's illness, Yang Yu has been feeling uncomfortable. She has been silently enduring the torment over the decision of whether to go back or stay. Now that Yaya is urging her again, she can't help but feel angry.

Yaya said in a crying voice: "Mom, please come back soon! Uncle is dying, he is just waiting for you, wuwuwu..."

Thinking of her uncle's eagerness, Yaya really didn't want him to leave with regrets and wanted to fulfill his last wish.

Listening to Yaya's anxious voice, Yang Yu's heart sank. It seemed that this time, his third brother was really going to leave. It was time for him to go back and see him off.

She wasn't a heartless person, she didn't go back because she was forced by life, she had no choice. But this time, she had no reason not to go back.

She looked ahead blankly, tears falling inadvertently. She wiped her tears hurriedly and said to Yaya: "I'll buy a ticket back now. It will arrive in two days at the earliest. I don't know if I can make it?..."

After saying that, she hung up the phone without any hesitation. No matter how unpleasant they had been in the past, she had to go on this final journey.

But why did she feel a little unwilling in her heart? She hated it so much. She hated that fate always made the poor people go around in circles. They were about to escape, but in the end, shackles suddenly appeared, grabbed them, and dragged them into the abyss.

You are trapped deep in the place where you are, and there is no way you can escape!

Good people don't live long, good people don't live long. She realized this regrettable theorem countless times and wanted to ask God, why doesn't he let good people live long?

Although she had been hurt by her loved ones, she did not want their lives to get worse.

She wanted them to live healthy and happy lives far away from each other, to watch over each other silently, and not to disturb each other for the rest of their lives!

But now, why should I do this, let them fall into the abyss, and make myself unable to ignore it anymore?

She hated these damn shackles that entangled her and twisted her, making her want to be cruel, but she just couldn't bring herself to do it.

When Yaya returned to the ward, she saw Yang Ming's hopeful eyes, and she couldn't help but comfort him with a guilty conscience: "It's almost there, on the way..."

However, no one knows how fast this is.

I can only hope in this way...

After waiting and waiting, finally, Yang Ming's breathing became weaker and weaker, but he still stared at the door without blinking. As he felt his life slowly fading away, he held on to his last consciousness and waited stubbornly.

The relatives surrounding the ward were all sobbing and crying. Seeing the patient gradually losing consciousness, everyone was so sad that they couldn't breathe. Sobs and choking alternated in the ward. For a while, the room was filled with low pressure and depression.

Tick-tock, tick-tock. When the last ticking sound disappeared, his eyes lost all life and stared at the door. He finally felt regretful that he did not see his elder sister for the last time.

His wide-open eyes were filled with reluctance and regret. At some point, a tear quietly flowed from the corner of his eye and slid into his skinny body.

The moment the dripping sound disappeared, Ma Mei instantly threw herself on Yang Ming, crying loudly: "Yang Ming! Wuuuuuu..."

Only at this moment did she dare to burst into tears, as if her previous disguise and strength had collapsed in an instant, and she no longer had any support.

She was fragile and shaky at the moment, and seemed to be about to fall down...

In order to maintain her final clarity, she had no choice but to vent her emotions uncontrollably...

The moment his father breathed his last, Yang Jin rushed over, hugged his father's arm, and shook him continuously, shouting "Dad!..." heartbreakingly while shaking.

She couldn't believe that at this moment, she had lost a loved one forever and she would become a single-parent family. She was unwilling to accept this reality. How could she suddenly lose her happy family?

She cried and screamed, unwilling to fall into the mud, nor willing to return to reality.

Father and Mother Yang snuggled together, supporting each other, leaning silently on the edge of the bed, sobbing uncontrollably.

At this moment, they finally became old people without sons, and it seemed that from then on, they became wanderers with no one to rely on.

Their sons eventually left one by one, leaving so resolutely that no matter how they tried to keep them, they were determined to leave.

The white-haired old people are left alone, guarding despair, enduring the helplessness of being abandoned, and struggling to survive in a broken life.

What do they have left in the end? What do they have left? Everything is gone, as if life has lost the need to continue.

Xinxin and Yaya wiped their tears, went forward to support their grandparents, and kept comforting them: "Don't cry, don't hurt yourself by crying..."

But how could they not cry, how could they not be sad? But they didn't know what to comfort them at this time.

When Yang Yu hurried over, Yang Ming was already lying in the cold coffin. Looking at the coffin surrounded by wreaths, Yang Yu burst into tears.

She threw herself on the coffin, murmuring hesitantly: "Third brother..."

She couldn't believe that the person lying there was her third brother. The last time they met, he was full of vigor and vitality and was a young and promising university teacher. How could he suddenly fall?

She didn't think that since the last time they parted, she had made up her mind to go their separate ways and not bother each other anymore. It turned out that she was just disappointed with this family relationship.

But I didn't expect that the ending would be like this. It actually happened. We parted ways and never bothered each other again.

Yang Yu's eyes were filled with tears, she couldn't believe that all this was true. It was so sudden, she didn't want to believe that the only pride of her family was taken away so ruthlessly.

She lay on the coffin, crying breathlessly.

Although Ma Mei complained about Yang Yu's lateness, she couldn't bear the fact that so many people were watching her, so she went forward, pulled Yang Yu away, and tried to hold back her tears while comforting her: "Okay, Sister Yu'er, he's gone..."