Trafford’s Trading Club

The little monsters gathered around the window, acting obediently, for fear that if they made any noise, they would wake up Sister Heishui who was sleeping on the bed.

Even Zhu Kuangzi, who was holding a bag of potato chips, only dared to slowly put the potato chips into his mouth, slowly crushing the potato chips in his mouth like chewing a candy.

Ever since Sister Heishui came back last night with a frighteningly pale face, she had said that she wanted to get some sleep without disturbing her... It had been a whole night now.

On the breast, Heishui folded her hands on her abdomen, and the black dress spread out symmetrically on both sides of her.

Seems peaceful.

"Sister Lingling, what are you going to do?"

At this time, Zhu Kuangzi asked the little bunny demon Lingling. Because Zhu Kuangzi saw the little bunny demon Lingling crawling onto the bed, right next to the black water pillow, approaching her face.

The little rabbit demon with bright red eyes like gems blinked at this moment and said: "Let me see if I can kiss Sister Heishui to wake her up!"

"ah?"

"Stupid! Have you forgotten how the prince woke up the sleeping princess?" The little rabbit demon Lingling propped up her waist, obviously acting like a big sister to all the little demons here, "I just know how to eat! Pig brains!" "

"But I am a pig."

"Ignore you!" Lingling rolled her eyes, then she looked focused, pouted, and slowly moved towards Heishui's lips.

A group of little monsters suddenly remembered that Sister Heishui had said that kissing was something to be ashamed of. They couldn't help but cover their eyes and only dared to peek between their fingers.

They were about to kiss, Sister Heishui's lips... Xiao Lingling swallowed subconsciously, and for some reason her heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

It felt like my cheeks suddenly became hot, my body seemed a little strangely dry, and my chest was rising and falling slightly.

What does this feel like? So nervous, but also so looking forward to it... Little Rabbit Demon Lingling felt that her breathing seemed to become faster.

But Heishui suddenly opened his eyes at this time.

The moment their eyes met, the little bunny demon Lingling was startled and stood up immediately, but failed to stand firm and fell directly to the bottom of the bed.

She didn't have time to cry out in pain, but she sat up holding her forehead that hurt from the fall, and said in surprise: "Sister Heishui, you're awake!"

At this time, Heishui made a silent gesture and said softly: "Be good, everyone hide first."

As soon as Heishui's voice hit the ground, the group of little monsters hid themselves at a fierce speed. Some hide under the bed, and some get into closets, bathrooms, low tables, and behind TV sets.

It's almost like he's well-trained.

But Heishui was not happy at all... This kind of training was countless, and he had gained it through living on the run over the years.

They should be living happily and carefree in the forest.

Heishui sighed secretly, walked down from the bed with support, walked to the door of the room... and opened the door.

When the door was opened, Shen Meixuan was seen standing in front of the door. Her hand was still in mid-air, making a gesture as if she really wanted to knock on the door. Obviously, the door opened before she could knock on the door. .

There was a hint of surprise on Shen Meixuan's face.

"What do you want from me?" Heishui glanced at the mother.

Her eyes were still red and swollen, but her energy and spirit were completely different... Probably, she had gotten a good solution.

"I, I heard that person say later that it was because of you..." Shen Meixuan wanted to explain her purpose.

But Heishui interrupted directly: "There is nothing else, please go back. I am not interested in talking to you too much. Don't look for me again in the future."

"No matter what..." Shen Mei took a deep breath and said, "I will never forget your great kindness to me in this life!"

"Whatever you want." Heishui said expressionlessly before closing the door. "We have nothing to do with each other anymore. Go back and take good care of your child. Don't let him get lost again."

Seeing that the door was closed, Shen Meixuan stretched out her hand to block it. In this small gap, she and this mysterious woman, whom she had never met and had only met a few times, met each other's eyes.

With gratitude, Shen Meixuan said seriously: "I will give birth to him well. No matter how miserable and uncomfortable I am, I will let him be born healthy. Once again, let him call me mother!" "

"Giving birth?" Heishui stopped moving, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Shen Meixuan nodded, lowered her head, and gently touched her abdomen with a happy smile.

…

The door finally closed silently, cutting off the conversation between the man and the monster.

Heishui leaned quietly behind the door and murmured to himself: "I'm just..."

Although she said what she wanted, she could clearly feel that the mysterious shop from the underworld already knew what she meant.

She just hoped to restore the corpse to its original state, remove the corpse energy, and allow the new soul to grow up healthily.

But in another form, if she gives birth to it in real life... it will feel the most sincere love in the world, and it will grow healthier.

It... would truly be him.

"What kind of person are you..."

Miss Heishui, who comes from deep mountains and old forests, has practiced Taoism for hundreds of years, and has a strong prejudice against human beings, fell into a deep sleep again with a feeling that she could not explain.

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…

When Ma Cai just returned to the office, he found a young man sitting in his office.

He recognized this young man. He was under Lao Qin of the Forensic Department.

"Hey, Xiaobao, why did you come to me so early in the morning?"

"Officer Ma!" The young man shrugged and said, "Can I temporarily apply for political asylum with you?"

"What?" Ma, who didn't know the situation, was confused.

"Chief Qin lost his temper early in the morning. I don't dare to go back now." Xiaobao sighed.

"What's wrong?"

"It's like this. Isn't this a corpse that was sent in before? The first time some cell tissues were sent for examination, it was found that there were cancer cells, but then there were no cancer cells. Then they sent it and found that there were..."

Xiaobao sighed and said: "The section chief said that I was not serious about my work, and he scolded me from head to toe. But I promise to check it very carefully every time... It's really Damn it! How come it keeps changing back and forth like this?"

"The results are out?" Ma Houde's eyes lit up.

"Well, it came out. It's indeed cancer cells." Xiaobao nodded and said, "It's true this time... Hey, Officer Ma, you and the section chief have been good friends for so many years, how about... you can help me Can I say a few nice words?"

Ma Houde shook his head directly: "I don't dare to get into trouble with Lao Qin. There is only one person in the world who dares to confront him head-on. Unfortunately, that person is no longer there."

"Huh? Anyone else dares to confront the section chief? Are you so arrogant? Who is it?"

Ma Houde sat down slowly, blew a puff of cigarette, and said with nostalgia: "The person who used to sit in this office...my boss. Unfortunately, he is no longer here."

"Then...should I go back to the department?"

Ma Houde smiled and said: "Don't be afraid, I know Lao Qin. If he feels that he is a hopeless person, he will not say a word. If he really scolds you up and down, then It proves that he has expectations for you. Do you understand?"

"...You still haven't said whether I want to go back or not."

"Then do you still want the salary?" Ma Houde slammed the table and said fiercely like a Yama: "Why don't you go back! The forensic doctor stays in our case handling team all day long, are you sick?"

"Yes, yes, I'm sorry..."

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The third hospital.

After Gu Jiajie woke up after not sleeping well all night, he walked out of the ward with a kettle in hand, intending to get some hot water.

But when he just opened the door and walked out, he saw someone who he didn't know how to deal with... His mother: Shen Meixuan.

Shen Meixuan stood in front of him, leaving him with no place to escape, causing him to throw away his hand in panic and drop the kettle on the ground.

Shen Meixuan sighed, picked up the kettle, shook her head and said, "You are such a big kid, why do you still lose control when you are nervous?"

Gu Jiajie suddenly stared at his mother... He had heard this sentence too many times and would never forget it.

"Mom... you, you..."

"I know everything."

…

"I'm sorry...I, I did something wrong."

Just in the corridor of the hospital, mother and son were whispering some psychological words. Gu Jiajie lowered his head here, "Mom... this is the last letter he wrote to me."

Gu Jiajie took out the squarely folded letter paper from his clothes and handed it to Shen Meixuan.

Shen Meixuan opened it silently and read it word by word... and tears fell one by one. Finally, she took a deep breath and raised her head, hoping that the tears would just flow back.

I also hope that time can go back.

Finally she exhaled slowly and subconsciously touched her belly. She suddenly tore the letter in her hand into pieces.

"Mom...this is my brother's legacy..."

Shen Meixuan shook her head gently, "Your brother is not dead. He is still alive and living in my body."

Does mom want to say that she is still alive in her memory? Gu Jiajie couldn't understand it for a moment, but nodded in understanding.

Shen Meixuan gently put her hands on Gu Jiajie's shoulders and said softly: "You have two identities now, you know? Don't let your brother down, take good care of your grandma. Don't be afraid, because mom will Helping you. Come..."

Shen Meixuan wiped her face quickly. As an adult and a mother of children, she knew that she needed to be stronger than anyone else.

With complicated eyes, she opened the corridor window, bit it, took a deep breath, and then threw the paper shreds on her hands out and scattered them in the wind.

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In the ward, He Xiaomei, who had just woken up, narrowed her eyes hard. She touched her head and seemed to want to lift the quilt, "Jiahui? Is it? Is your mother here? I watched picture……"

There was eager anticipation on the old man's face.

"It's me." Shen Meixuan came to the bed, sat down, grabbed He Xiaomei's hand, and said softly: "I'm here to see you, Mom."

"Beautiful slowness, beautiful slowness..." The old man almost burst into tears.

She never thought that she would still have a day when her former daughter-in-law would call her mom in such a gentle tone. I wonder if God is taking pity on her and allowing her to fulfill her wish in these last few years.

"Great, great." The old man wiped his eyes and muttered repeatedly: "Great, great! Jiahui, come!"

The old man stretched out his hand, grabbed Gu Jiajie's hand, and then grabbed Shen Meixuan's hand.

The old man's hand, the mother's hand, and the son's hand were held tightly like this.

The old man was cautious, for fear of interrupting this dreamlike morning, and said softly: "When Jiajie comes back from studying abroad, our family will be together."

Shen Mei slowly choked up.

How much she wanted to say: Our family is already together.

At this moment.

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…

The courtyard of the hospital is a place for patients to recuperate, so it seems that no matter how lazy you are, it will not be a sin in this place.

The weather today is very good, which is more suitable for patients to soak up the sun in the yard.

In the pavilion in the corner of the yard, the young man just sat here. No one paid attention to him, and no one could notice him. No one noticed that there was a hammer on the stone bench next to him.

Like the kind of plastic hammer you use to play games.

And he was opening his palms. In the palm of my hand, pieces of thin paper are being carefully closed and pieced together, finally turning into a complete letter full of cracks.

Luo Qiu put the letter on his lap, stretched out his hand to smooth it completely, then picked it up and read it patiently.

If, if I was the one who was taken away, would our fate be different?

I sit here, in your room, and there are many, many things that I have always dreamed of, and now I am grabbing them with my own hands.

But I know that these things never belong to me. Even if I come to this home now as you.

I saw my mother. After so many years, I finally had the opportunity to talk to her again, and finally had the opportunity to almost eat the food she cooked, and finally had the opportunity to listen to her say good night to me.

But I don’t know why, I can’t be happy... I thought I could be happy. At least, in my last days, I can personally experience these things that are extremely luxurious to me.

However, I really can't be happy. Do you know why?

Because, in mother's eyes, all she sees is you. I didn't blame her because she didn't know, and I didn't blame her for believing the lies of our bastard father. Because I think, in her opinion, there would be no such father in the world who would make a fake cemetery for his son.

Yes, I know all this, so I don't blame her...but I still can't be happy.

If, if she had been willing to investigate carefully, would she have discovered something? If she had taken me away, would the outcome have been different?

I asked myself why I was the one suffering this pain. Why is it that I am the one who stays in this family? Why is it that I am the one who faces such a bastard father? Is it just because of the court's decision?

I sometimes wonder whether the divorce judgment back then gave my mother a choice. Is it her choice or the court's decision.

I don't know, I can't even think about it.

Today your equally asshole father is beating you again. Of course, you here are actually me, and I resisted, instinctively. I don't know why you haven't resisted all these years, but I don't know why, when I know you are being treated like this, to be honest, I am even a little happy.

Because, even if fate chooses you, you will not live a better life than me.

I hate, I hate it all.

I hate you.

I hate, I hate my mother.

So, I made a decision, I decided to punish you well. I would jump off the roof of your house as you.

I will make you suffer and I will make my mother suffer. Even if you confess later, even if the truth about this matter comes out later, I don't mind, because you have already suffered, and this is my punishment for you.

Ridiculous, right? Now that I have made this decision, I still have to write this letter.

No matter what, please take good care of grandma. Without her, I wouldn't have been able to survive these ten years.

I have never been happy.

If there is another life...

Liu Jiahui, a masterpiece.

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After carefully folding the letter paper in his hand, the club owner grabbed the small hammer lying next to him and gently tapped it on the stone bench.

Snapped!

Like a heartbeat.

The heartbeat of a little life, powerful and connected to its mother... (To be continued.)

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