The third hospital.

While waiting for his name to appear on the screen, Gu Jiajie chatted on the phone perfunctorily.

His mother, Shen Meixuan’s phone number.

"Not yet, still in line... No need to come over, it shouldn't be a problem. Ahem... It's probably just a cold. Full body check? No need, it's so troublesome... Okay, I understand. I'll ask later.

Ask the doctor."

Gu Jiajie looked around boredly, but the mother on the other side of the phone seemed to have no intention of closing the line.

"Dad? It's nothing...it's fine..."

Gu Jiajie seemed unwilling to say more, but suddenly said: "Are you coming back tonight? You have to work overtime... I understand. No, there is no need to ask dad to come back to accompany me. No, no, I can take care of myself."

As he said that, Gu Jiajie's eyes glanced around again in boredom and suddenly stopped.

He saw a person, an absent-minded person with his head lowered, walking by.

A person of the same age as him walked right in front of him.

A person who didn't notice him, but didn't know what he was thinking, and looked so haggard... almost looked exactly like him.

Walked by.

"Mom... let's not talk anymore, it's my turn."

Gu Jiajie hung up the phone and followed quietly.

…

…

"Don't go, Liu Jiahui! Stop, stop!"

One after another, they were about to run out of the hospital gate. Ma Shir's foot injury was still there, and he was breaking out in cold sweat from the pain before he could even take two steps.

So he said loudly: "Where did you run away? Did you ignore your grandma?"

Sure enough, he slowed down, stopped, turned around, frowned and said, "She...what happened to her?"

Ma Sir then walked over slowly and said, "Your grandma is fine. But something is wrong with your mother. She is heartbroken right now. Don't you know?"

"I...I don't have a mother." He turned away.

Ma Houde said: "No matter what you think, it's just that your mother's situation is not good at the moment. Her son, your brother, died not long ago. Don't you know that? You have been following Shen Mei.

Xian, you should know that, right?"

He nodded, but said calmly: "That doesn't mean anything...it doesn't mean that I must see her."

Ma Houde frowned... So, dealing with children growing up in such a single-parent family is really a hard job.

Ma Shir shook his head and said: "I think your father's divorce back then will have a great impact on you, but she is still your biological mother. There is no misunderstanding that cannot be opened. Maybe if we meet, it will be good for you

A good thing. Besides, if you don't have the heart to tolerate her, why would you keep following her?"

Seeing that the half-grown child in front of him was silent, Ma Houde sighed and said: "That day when I was at the scene downstairs of your mother's house, it was you who I saw, right? You had found her earlier.

Where, that’s why you’ve been wandering around, right? Did you see how painful your mother was that day?”

"Stop talking!" He yelled at Ma Houde, "No matter what you say, I won't see her...at least, at least in a short period of time, I won't see her!"

"You... think about it first." Ma Houde shook his head. He knew that such an emotionally unstable child should not be pushed too hard. "Anyway, your mother already knows that you are here, and you can't just treat your grandma like this."

She was taken away, right? She still needs to receive treatment in the hospital. Think carefully whether she will be seen or not."

"Tell her for me..." He thought for a while: "Let her go back first. When I think about it clearly, I may meet her, but not now."

…

"Jiahui...he, did he really say that?"

In the ward, Shen Meixuan subconsciously grabbed Ma Houde's arm and asked, "Why doesn't he want to see me?"

"Calm down, okay?" Ma Houde sighed and said: "Maybe he is not mentally prepared, and maybe he needs some time. I think he still cares about you as a mother, otherwise why would he be following you all the time? At this age

The child's mind is immature, so you have to give him some time and don't confront him. At least, He Xiaomei is still here, and he won't leave."

Shen Meixuan suddenly let go of Ma Private's arm, and Ma Houde reminded him.

He Xiaomei is still here, and Liu Jiahui and her are dependent on each other, so Liu Jiahui will definitely not leave. As long as she waits here, she will be able to see Liu Jiahui.

But... Gu Jiajie, who came back from the resurrection, still doesn't know where he is.

She couldn't let Gu Jiajie be discovered... What she needed to do more now was to find Gu Jiajie!

Shen Meixuan glanced at He Xiaomei, and the old man responded with complicated eyes. As her eyes grew older, could she see Shen Meixuan's face clearly?

"I...I'm leaving first." Shen Meixuan turned away, "You should have a good rest."

…

In front of the hospital door, Shen Meixuan turned around and took a reluctant look.

"Mrs. Gu, shall we take you back? You should be tired too." Ma Houde could only say this at this time.

"No need." Shen Meixuan shook her head and said: "I will not go back to that place, and I don't even want to look at that man again... If you really want to help me, just tell Gu Feng that I am not

I will be with him again. Just tell him that I will take time to divorce him. That’s it, don’t follow me."

"This is my phone number." Mahoude nodded... There wasn't much room for intervention in this kind of family matter, so he wrote down a phone number, "If you have anything, you can call me."

"Thanks."

Shen Meixuan walked out of the third hospital alone.

Ma Zir's eyes have not aged, and when he glanced at it, he clearly saw a figure hiding under the tree, watching silently.

Ma Houde shook his head and sighed: "It is difficult for an upright official to deal with household affairs."

He glanced at the sky and subconsciously touched his belly. It turned out that he had been running outside from last night to now, almost noon.

By now I was already very hungry.

Oops! I forgot to call the tigress at home to say she was safe!

"I'll go...forty-six missed calls, these are terrible, terrible!"

…

…

"Who, who's here?" Although her eyesight is bad, her hearing is more sensitive. He Xiaomei looked at the door: "Is it Jiahui?"

"it's me."

He Xiaomei seemed relieved, stretched out her hand and took her grandson's hand, "Jiahui, do you know that your mother came just now?"

"I understand." He shook his head and said, "Grandma, don't mention this matter for now, okay? The most important thing now is to wait for you to recover. By the way, I'll get you some hot water, this kettle is

The water is cold."

"It doesn't matter, you just came back, please sit down for a while."

But he didn't let his grandson stop. Looking at the back of his grandson going out, He Xiaomei couldn't help but sigh.

Since Liu Cheng passed away, her grandfather and grandson were left to depend on each other, and this child seemed particularly sensible. Perhaps this is what parents want to see, but for He Xiaomei, this child has to suffer so much, even if

I matured prematurely, and I don’t know whether it’s a good thing or a bad thing.

The old man was sighing.

But he was outside the door of the ward. In fact, he didn't go far, but sat on a row of stools beside the corridor.

He took a look at his side and saw that it must have been more than two months ago...his twin brother had been talking to him for a long time right here.

"Gu Jiajie...do you really need to exist?"

He muttered to himself.

Suddenly, he hugged himself tightly with a little fear... He clearly saw his mother, the one he took out of the street that day, the one who could walk on his own, who was already dead.

"So what happened……"

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…

He just sat on a stool in Riverside Park and looked at the scenery quietly.

As a being who is half-human, half-corpse, and even has a rotten body, it is actually very easy to attract attention. Even passers-by will wonder if this is someone who deliberately put on makeup to look like this and walks out to scare people.

.

Yes, even so, he should be able to be seen.

But obviously, the passers-by who came here for a walk did not notice his existence at all, as if he did not exist.

He couldn't see it, so the club owner sitting next to him and accompanying him naturally didn't see it either.

From the amusement center, from the old streets he walked through, from the snack spots on the street, from the crowded shopping malls, and now here, Boss Luo accompanied him through the same path that his mother took him through again.

The owner of the club doesn't know about fatigue, his body can't even get tired, and his usual sleep is just to complete his usual life routine.
To be continued...