C1875 (2/2)

”I -” Fu ran felt that he was like a barrel of dynamite with full fire, which was ignited at one touch, which was frightening.

At this moment, my aunt's cell phone rang.

”It's my son. I'm...”

”Auntie, hurry up. The child must be worried about you.”

When Aunt answered the phone, Fu ran flipped all over his body and finally came to him: ”lend me your wallet.”

Mu Shenrong was indifferent, Fu ran looked for it by himself: ”give it to me quickly.”

Can't help, Mu Shenrong had to take out the wallet in the jacket and watch bag, Fu ran did not say a word, took out all the cash inside.

Auntie has finished the phone, she came forward and handed her hundreds of yuan in her hand: ”Auntie, take this, I know you are in a hurry to go back to the hospital, this is my phone number, you take it, if there is a problem, you can contact us again.”

”No, it's OK.” My aunt refused to accept anything.

So she and Fu ran pushed back and forth on the road. Finally, Mu Shenrong said, ”take it back quickly. Your son is waiting for you at home. Don't dawdle here.”Probably frightened by Mu Shenrong's serious and cold tone, my aunt took a piece of money from it and said, ”that's OK. I'm sorry to delay you. I'll go first.”

Seeing that she refused to accept the money, Fu ran didn't have to, but still gave her her her phone number: ”Auntie, if there is any problem, you must contact us. Go back now. ”

”Well, I see. I'll go first.”

Mu Shenrong helped her lift up the car. In the night wind, they watched her frail and tired body melt into the twilight.

Fu ran looked back at Mu Shenrong and found that his spirit was very poor.

”Go back.”

Mu Shenrong takes the lead in getting on the bus, and Fu ran also follows him. However, he finds that his face has been tight. Even when he gets to the dormitory downstairs, his eyebrows are still not stretched.

She also frowned: ”can you tell me what happened to make you so angry?”

Ordinary people's emotions can't be that big.

But after a long time, she did not wait for him to speak. Finally, she had to sigh low: ”in this case, you go back carefully, I'll go first.”

She put her hand on the door, snapped and opened the door, but before she could get out, she heard a deep murmur from behind: ”my mother, on such a night, was hit and killed by a car.”

Fu ran was stunned at the speech.

”I'm waiting for her at home, too, but I can't wait for her to come home and cook for me.”

Mu Shenrong's voice was low, but with an uncontrollable plaintive cry, the audience moved. No wonder his reaction was so intense.