"You" Zhou Yunmeng didn't expect his son to say this. After being stunned for a moment, he suddenly smiled, "You have really grown up." After a pause, "Mom knows I'm sorry for you, but mom really loves you. You Don't hate Mom" After saying that, he stood up, put down the phone, put his hand on the glass and stared at the young man outside, smiling with tears in his eyes.
Han Pengcheng wanted to say something, but the other party had already turned around and left.
Han Pengcheng looked at Zhou Yunmeng's back and sighed slightly: "I won't hate you. After all, you gave me life and gave me more than ten years of love. You will always be my mother."
Zhou Yunmeng didn't know if he heard it. When he was at the door, he looked back at him, then waved his hand and walked out.
Han Pengcheng's tears fell without warning.
After Zhou Yunmeng returned, it was said that she cried for most of the night. However, what no one expected was that after she finished crying, she actually committed suicide. At some point, she sharpened a toothbrush handle and inserted it directly into her heart. By that time, people have run out of energy.
Han Pengcheng went to the hospital after returning yesterday. Han Sheng was still relying on a ventilator to maintain his vital signs. If it weren't for the instruments, he would actually look like a dead person.
After looking through the glass for a while, the young man sighed, turned and left.
However, when I woke up, I got the news that Zhou Yunmeng had committed suicide, and I was immediately confused.
Le Yao also received the news, but her first reaction was that she couldn't believe that someone like Zhou Yunmeng would commit suicide? Stop making trouble, it won't be another golden cicada's escape, right?
However, when she arrived at the prison and saw Zhou Yunmeng's body and the autopsy report, she finally believed that this woman was really dead. On this day, it happened to be Christmas in the West, and the streets were full of festive atmosphere. , it¡¯s quite ironic when I think about it.
Han Pengcheng couldn't help crying. When he saw Le Yao coming, he ran over and hugged her: "Second sister, I won't have a mother anymore"
Le Yao's nose felt sore. Yes, Zhou Yunmeng was not a good person and killed Han Binglan's mother, but she was a good mother to Han Pengcheng.
"This is what No. 37082 left." Warning handed a photo to Han Pengcheng.
37082 is Zhou Yunmeng¡¯s prison number.
Le Yao took the photo and took a look at it, and couldn't help but frown. There were words written in blood on the wall: He cannot let his son have a mother who is in jail.
"Mom!" Han Pengcheng cried even harder.
Le Yao sighed, if he had known earlier, why would he have done so in the first place?
When a person dies, there is no need to continue serving the sentence. With approval, the family can take the body back for burial.
Where has Han Pengcheng experienced this? Le Yao couldn't ignore it, so he helped go through the formalities and then cremated it.
"I want to take my mother back to her hometown for burial." Han Pengcheng made the request, "She will always be disgraceful here, and I don't want you to feel uncomfortable."
Le Yao nodded: "You just have to think about it." If she were asked to buy a cemetery for her to be buried, she would really not respond.
I don¡¯t know if it was telepathy. Just after Han Pengcheng made his decision, news came from the hospital that Han Han Sheng¡¯s vital signs also disappeared. In layman¡¯s terms, he died.
Le Yao couldn't help but sigh, this was good. They could be buried together, which would fulfill their reputation as a loving couple. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com