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No matter how cruel things were, He Zhao had to tell him right away. He Zhao hesitated for a moment, then ran over with difficulty, closed his eyes in Liu Qing's puzzled eyes, and said the cruel news, "Go, Auntie is critically ill! Go to the hospital quickly!"

Liu Qing's face turned pale, his head went blank with a buzzing sound, his heartbeat seemed to have stopped, it seemed like a long time had passed but in fact it was only an instant, he staggered out while supporting his injured leg.He Zhao followed him and ran together, Liu Qing's mother was on the fifth floor of this hospital.The elevator had to wait on the upper floors, and the two ran straight to the stairs.Liu Qing's feet were weak and he almost fell to the ground.He Zhao hurriedly supported him, Liu Qing kept running up the railing while his face was pale, and his palms covered in cold sweat grabbed hold of the handrail.

They quickly climbed up the fifth floor and rushed to the operating room.At this moment, the light outside the door just went out, and Uncle Liu on the seat immediately stood up and looked inside. The doctor wearing a mask came out, looked at Uncle Liu regretfully, shook his head, and said, "Condolences."

Just two words declared the loss of a life and the turmoil and despair of a family.Uncle Liu, a man in his early fifties, is full of oldness, as if his soul has been taken out of him.He muttered "Shumin" with trembling lips, he stretched out his hands to support the seat, sat down slowly, and looked straight into the operating room, like a husband waiting for his wife to come home.

Liu Qing collapsed from the moment the doctor shook his head.Clenched tightly with both hands, they turned pale.He couldn't breathe, and there was nothing in front of him.Seeing that he was wrong, He Zhao hurriedly patted him on the back and called him, "Liu Qing, Liu Qing, wake up and breathe!" Liu Qing turned his head to look at him blankly, and He Zhao's heart froze when he saw this look. He tightened his hands, took Liu Qing tightly into his arms, and silently gave him strength.

After a while, Liu Qing regained his senses. He is an adult now, and his father and younger brother need him. He cannot be weak and fall down.Liu Qing supported He Zhao's arm and stood up, walking towards his father step by step. He stopped without saying a word, knelt down and held his father's hand tightly. The hand is the only strength left.

He Zhao didn't go there, he stood there looking at Liu Qing's strong back.His Xiaoyi is a man who can support a family. He loves him but respects him. He can't persuade or help him in this kind of thing, so he can only accompany him.He wants to guard Xiaoyi, and not let the little sun cover the haze and dim the light.

Liu's father stood by his wife, wiped her body carefully, and chattered, which made people feel sad.

Liu Qing's younger brother, Liu Yu, is in the third year of high school. The college entrance examination is less than a hundred days away, and the study tasks are heavy. Liu's father does not let him stay here at night.Mother Liu was in a hurry today, and the incident happened suddenly, so she didn't inform him yet.Liu Qing took out her mobile phone and dialed the number at home, beeped a few times, and the phone was picked up.A hearty male voice sounded, "Who are you looking for?"

Liu Qing closed his eyes, let out a breath, and said the sad news in a deep voice, "Xiaoyu, mom, mom passed away." There was no sound on the phone, and a few seconds later, the boy spoke, his voice unstoppable panic and trembling, "Cheat, brother? Don't scare me, why is it so sudden. When I went to see my mother in the afternoon, she laughed and talked to me a lot, she, she also said that she wanted to see how much I took Which university can I get into? Brother, tell me quickly! It’s impossible!” He was talking upside down, begging his brother that this was just an auditory hallucination after studying for too long.The boy was so choked up that he couldn't even speak, and wept muffledly.

Liu Qing stood there with his eyes closed, his heart was numb with pain, he would always smile and make delicious buns for them, protect them when his father was angry, and his mother who was always smiling and humming a song knitting sweaters suddenly disappeared Well, why did he just lie there without making a sound and never wake up again?But he cannot fall.He concentrated, endured the dull pain in his heart and said, "Xiao Yu, come quickly, come to see Mom, Dad needs you too."

The young man stung the sugar palm and didn't know what he came across. He nodded anxiously, "Yeah! Yes, I want to see my mother. I have to go see her. I'll go there!" Then he hung up the phone.

Liu Qing bowed his head in silence, his lonely back made people feel distressed.He Zhao walked over and firmly grasped the trembling hand by his side.The two stood there, and the lights scattered their figures far away.

Liu Yu rushed over quickly, his face was covered with sweat, and he even wore the wrong shoes.He grabbed Liu Qing's hand and asked anxiously: "Brother, where's mom?" Both hands were cold; "It's inside." Liu Qing's voice was soft, and his eyes became firm.Liu Yu couldn't deceive himself any longer, he squeezed his hands tightly, opened the door slowly, and walked in.After a while, there was a suppressed cry.

The night is already deep, without a ray of light.He Zhao sighed, looking at the moon covered by clouds outside the window, this night was really too long.

He Zhao stayed with Liu Qing all night, and the next day both of them had bloodshot eyes.Liu Qing urged him to go to work. After all, it was the first day of promotion, so it was not good to skip work.He Zhao refused to listen to him, so he called directly and asked for 3 days off, ignoring the slight reproach and sourness on the phone.

Liu Qing still has a lot of things to do, his younger brother is so nervous about studying, and his father can't cheer up.He had to take care of his mother's affairs, and He Zhao had been running around with him these few days, not dissuading him from comforting him or expressing his opinions, but just accompanying him silently.He watched the body being cremated, a complete body turned into ashes, and there were shrill cries in his ears.And the man beside him still kept his back straight, even though his eyes were already red and tears were rolling in his eyes, he never bent.

He loves this man dearly, his little Yi is too tired and in pain; the injuries on his body have long been neglected, and he is holding on to a limping leg, and he has arranged his mother's affairs very well. Prescribing medicine for him, I am afraid it has already worsened.Whenever he took the medicine, Liu Qing's wandering eyes would fall on him, and he would let out a long sigh of thanks, which would be scattered in the air.He Zhao's subordinates didn't stop, he just sighed silently.

The funeral arrangements were relatively simple, and not many people were invited.Liu's mother is a relatively introverted and quiet woman who doesn't have many friends.They didn't want to make it too formal, and only invited people close to them.

The visiting people dispersed, and all this will come to an end on this night, but the sadness and nostalgia left behind are hard to get rid of.He Zhao found Liu Qing at the corner of the corridor. After several days of support, he finally bent his back and squatted against the wall, covering his face with his hands.

He Zhao walked over and squatted in front of him.Liu Qing knew it was him, and He Zhao had been with her for the past few days. She was already familiar with his footsteps and breathing.In front of him, I always feel at ease. Those pains and weaknesses that cannot be shown in front of family and colleagues can be exposed in front of him with confidence.No matter how hard the hedgehog's thorns are, it will show its soft belly in front of someone, and for him, that person is He Zhao.

He raised his head, showing red and swollen eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "My mother is gone, there is no mother anymore, no one is nagging in my ear, I'm covered with a quilt, and there is no more." His hands were shaking again, cowering in a corner. "I didn't see her the last time before she left. What was I doing? Oh, I was fighting with someone, my phone was broken, and I couldn't receive calls. Why did I drop my phone that day, and why did I meet bad people that day? Why? I helped others, and I missed the last time of my mother." His eyes were red, and he pointed to his chest, "Ah Chao, I'm in so much pain here, my mother is gone, and she took this piece of meat with me. Not coming back!"

He Zhao couldn't see him like this, so he hugged him into his arms, followed his head one by one, and said softly, "It's okay, Xiao Yi, you still have your dad, Xiao Yu still With me, we are all by your side. You can be sad, you can be weak. I am here."

Liu Qing's emotions completely burst out in the last sentence "I'm here", and he cried heart-piercingly in He Zhao's arms.At this moment, he is like a child, he no longer cares about the existence of his father and brother, and expresses the grief of losing his mother.He Zhao felt sore, hugged him tightly, and stroked his head one by one.

The crying gradually subsided, and Liu Qing realized how embarrassing it was to cry in He Zhao's arms, and the snot and tears all rubbed on his clothes, it was so embarrassing!Liu Qing subconsciously buried her head deeper and rubbed, then froze again.

Feeling the movement of the person in his arms, He Zhao didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He was very considerate and didn't say anything. He naturally helped Liu Qing, who was squatting with numb legs, as if he didn't see his embarrassment.

"It's getting late, shall we go back first?" He Zhao asked him.Liu Qing went down the steps and nodded hastily, "Let's go, you have to go to work tomorrow, which has delayed you for several days. It's too troublesome."

"Don't be polite to me, I should do it." He Chao rolled his eyes at him, and was secretly relieved to see that he was no longer depressed.

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