my brother is a god

Chapter 38, Ashes.

After receiving the news that Xiao Jiarui and the others were going back to China that day, Xiao Yimu got up early and stood at the door waiting. He hoped to see Xiao Yumo as soon as possible. In order not to let Xiao Yumo laugh at him, he even shaved his beard and cut his hair. They even changed into new clothes, but it turned out that Xiao Jiarui was ushered in with a black umbrella, a white cloth wrapped around his head, and the wound on his face was not completely healed. Chu Xiuyun was crying and holding a jar in his arms. Seeing this scene, Mu didn't speak, but just froze.

"Mumu, your father and your brother got into a car accident on the way back. Your brother..." Chu Xiuyun didn't continue, but buried her head in Xiao Jiarui's arms.

When Xiao Yimu heard these words, all his strength collapsed at that moment, and then he passed out.

After Xiao Yimu woke up, he started running around like crazy, shouting "Xiao Yumo, Xiao Yumo, come out, Xiao Yumo, I know you are teasing me on purpose, right? Come out," Xiao Yimu shouted in a hoarse voice, then fell to his knees, tears bursting into tears.

Xiao Yumo just disappeared?He just disappeared from the world so easily?how can that be possible?He clearly said that he would protect himself for the rest of his life, Xiao Yimu thought, his heart throbbed so painfully that he couldn't breathe, he felt dizzy and fainted several times, and Chu Xiuyun was crying in Xiao Jiarui's arms.

Xiao Yimu took out the shell from his left pocket, and inside was the note. For a moment, Xiao Yimu seemed to be able to see Xiao Yumo writing his name carefully, stroke by stroke.

"Unless I die, nothing can separate us." Xiao Yimu suddenly remembered Xiao Yumo's words, "Unless I die..." Xiao Yimu repeated these four words, then went into the kitchen to take Picking up a fruit knife, "No, even death can't separate us." Xiao Yimu smiled, tears fell, but he was suddenly caught at the moment the knife was cut. Xiao Yimu slapped, "What are you doing?!"

"Why?! Why wasn't you the one who died!" Xiao Yimu roared, hysterical.

Xiao Jiarui's hands suddenly froze in the air, and sadness finally appeared in his eyes.

"Xiaomu, before your brother left, he told me that you must live a good life and take his share, and you must not let him down." Xiao Jiarui's tone softened, and he put his hand on Xiao Yimu's back. The knife in Yimu's hand also fell to the ground, and then there was a calmness after the collapse, which was so calm that it was frightening.

In the end, there was no funeral for Xiao Yumo, but Chu Xiuyun, Xiao Jiarui, Xiao Yimu and Zhaohua went to the cemetery with the ashes jar. They didn't take Zhaohua with them at first, but when Zhaohua found out, he cried like a dick. Then she strongly demanded to send Xiao Yumo off together for the last time, but Chu Xiuyun didn't have the nerve to refuse when she saw Zhaohua like this.

When we arrived at the garden, after getting off the car, Xiao Yimu was holding the jar, Xiao Jiarui was holding an umbrella, Chu Xiuyun and Zhaohua were holding flowers, Xiao Yimu's expression was dull, it turns out that a person can be so sad that he has no expression, no words, and he doesn't cry No fuss, he just stood there quietly, but you could feel that person was very sad, extremely sad.

Xiao Yimu didn't know how he got down, and he didn't know how he got home, he just felt as if a long, long time had passed, a century, and every moment he felt like a knife was twisting his heart.After returning that day, Zhaohua decided to go back to her hometown. Before leaving, Chu Xiuyun gave her 2 yuan, but she didn’t accept it. She just asked them for a photo of Xiao Yumo when she was a child. In the photo, Xiao Yumo was 9 years old. The commemorative photo taken when he won the No.1 final exam in the province that year. In the photo, Xiao Yumo smiled brightly. In the end, Zhaohua embarked on a new journey in life with the regret of not confessing to Xiao Yumo .

After that day, Xiao Yimu never smiled again.

The person who kept saying that he would take care of himself for the rest of his life could not come back.

The person who is indifferent to others and only pampers himself will not come back.

The person who secretly used his game account to marry him because of jealousy couldn't come back.

The person who took everything for himself every time he got into trouble couldn't come back.

The person who took care of his food, clothing and daily life since he was a child can't come back.

"Really... just left like this?" Xiao Yimu obviously had no expression, but tears fell down involuntarily.

Life is still going on, but Xiao Yimu is like a different person, he has learned to smoke and drink too much. After Xiao Jiarui went to the United States, Chu Xiuyun couldn't control Xiao Yimu even more. Xiao Yimu began to make friends with local hooligans. Then he often went out to fool around with those people, leaving early and returning late, sometimes even staying out all night, Xiao Yimu didn't talk to Chu Xiuyun, even at home, Chu Xiuyun talked to him, he never replied.

The school started, Xiao Yimu was very cooperative to report to the school, and what was surprising was that although Xiao Yimu at school was also taciturn, his grades were good, and no one could tell that he was not Xiao Yumo. Bearing Xiao Yumo's name, after all, he lived like Xiao Yumo.

It's just that there is a big difference between him in school and him out of school. In school, he is a good student with excellent grades, but outside school, he calls brothers and even fights with local hooligans. Xiao Jiarui only needs to be imprisoned. He, he would go on a hunger strike. In the end, Chu Xiuyun compromised and let him go, but Chu Xiuyun found that what Xiao Yimu did made her more and more frightened, so she began to endure it until she accidentally found out that Xiao Yimu was taking drugs. In an instant, her world collapsed again.

Chu Xiuyun called Xiao Jiarui tremblingly, "Hi, I'm in a meeting, I have something to say tonight" Xiao Jiarui's voice sounded.

"The meeting is more important than the son!" Chu Xiuyun roared.

"What's the matter?" Xiao Jiarui was a little impatient.

"Xiao Jiarui, look at what bad ideas you came up with, and what kind of harm did you do to your son, do you know? Mumu, he took drugs!" Chu Xiuyun cried as she spoke.

When Xiao Jiarui heard this, his hands trembled a little, "This evil person, stop him!"

"Stop it? How? Hand him over to the police?"

"No matter what, my son of Xiao Jiarui can't embarrass me!" Xiao Jiarui gritted his teeth and said.

"Shame? Xiao Jiarui, let me ask you, is your face more important than your son? If you think face is more important, then let's get a divorce! The property belongs to you, and the son belongs to me. We have nothing to do in the future, so we won't lose you." I'm embarrassed, I can't hold on any longer, I'm going to tell my son everything now, I don't care about anything, I don't care if I'm cast aside by the whole world, Xiao Jiarui, take care of yourself." Chu Xiuyun's tone was cold.

"You..." Xiao Jiarui just opened his mouth, Chu Xiuyun hung up the phone before he could say anything, and then did not answer Xiao Jiarui's call, but came to the door of Xiao Yimu's room, took a deep breath and opened the door.

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