"You only have two months."
…….
After coming out of the hospital, Lu Yinghan held the report sheet and stood in the small garden of the hospital with a pale face, laughing at herself in a funny way.
Just yesterday, she happily returned home from working in a milk tea shop and bought herself a small cake to celebrate her birthday.
As a result, the moment the cake entered her mouth, her internal organs felt as if someone had cut her with a knife. The severe pain made her unable to bear it, and she fainted in the dilapidated rented house that cost 150 yuan a month.
She had been familiar with this pain for two months. She was a little worried at first, but it seemed that she was fine, so she did not go to the hospital for a check-up to save money. But this time, the first surgery cost her a lot of money.
She was actually diagnosed with a terminal illness on her 20th birthday...
This news made Lu Yinghan, who had always been strong and optimistic, not sure how to deal with it.
I sat on the bus back to the rental house in a daze.
She looked at the old and dilapidated room and finally came back to her senses.
Putting down the report sheet in her hand, Lu Yinghan silently cleaned the room...
"Dong dong dong! Yinghan! Are you at home?"
"Hey! Aunt Shen, I'm here!"
Rubbing her sore eyes, Lu Yinghan stepped forward and opened the wooden door. The homeowner, Aunt Shen, and her friend were at the door, looking at her with a smile.
"Yinghan, I'm here to collect this month's rent."
"Oh, okay Aunt Shen, I'll pass it on to you."
Lu Yinghan quickly picked up her phone, found Aunt Shen's profile picture, and transferred the rent to her.
After Aunt Shen saw the transfer, her smile became even brighter
"Okay, I got it, Yinghan. If you need anything, just tell me first!"
"Well! Don't worry, Aunt Shen, I don't need anything now, thank you!"
Aunt Shen said a few polite words to her, and then closed the wooden door heavily.
The friend who was following Aunt Shen immediately grabbed her arm, approached Aunt Shen and asked
"What's going on? How can a little girl like her live in a place like this? Isn't this just a warehouse you built randomly at that time? Why has it become a rental house?"
"Hey! I didn't want to either, but this girl begged me, so I agreed! This 150 is equivalent to the utility bill!"
After Aunt Shen finished speaking, she turned to look at the wooden door, getting closer to her friend.
"I'm telling you quietly, don't tell anyone about this. I heard that this girl is the eldest daughter that the Lu family kicked out before!"
"!!! What? The Lu family? Is it the wealthy Lu family?"
Aunt Shen quickly covered her friend's mouth
I knew this woman wouldn't be able to control her volume!
"Keep your voice down! Didn't the Lu family lose their daughter before? It was said that the Lu family's wife missed her daughter and went crazy. The Lu family seemed to blame her for not taking good care of her sister and said she did it on purpose! They kicked her out! "
Having said this, Aunt Shen glanced at the wooden door, indicating to her friend that this person was Lu Yinghan.
Everyone knows what happened next
Because at that time, everyone knew that the top wealthy families in the capital had lost their young daughter and drove away the so-called 'evil' eldest daughter.
Aunt Shen’s friend frowned
"This girl looks very well-behaved. She doesn't look like she would do such a thing."
"Who knows? How can we ordinary people understand the thoughts of rich people? If you hate your own daughter so much, maybe she was raised from outside!"
Although the two of them got closer, they ignored that the sound insulation here could not block their loud voices.
Lu Yinghan listened clearly from beginning to end.
She picked up the hospital report sheet again in her hand, and recalled the memories of her childhood in a daze.
At that time, I was only a teenager. Because my sister said that she wanted to go out to play, she wanted to accompany her. Lu Yinghan, who had no way to refuse, could not sneak out with her.
This is my sister's request.
On that day, my sister tried to contact her, but she couldn't find her. She walked all over the street, with blood blisters appearing on the soles of her feet, but she didn't stop looking.
she is afraid
Not only was he afraid that his sister would be in danger if he disappeared, but he was also afraid that the Lu family, who already disliked him, would hate him even more.
After all, the fire could not be contained. After the Lu family learned that their youngest daughter was missing, they exploded in the first place.
"Where's Lu Yinghan!! Tell her to get lost in my study!"
That night, Lu Yinghan was sitting on the bed in her small attic room. The blood bubbles on the soles of her feet were broken and bleeding, but they couldn't compare to how cold she was.
Biting her nails tremblingly, Lu Yinghan opened Lu Xiong's study in fear.
Sitting inside was the man from the west of the Lu family.
The door to the study room slowly closed, and Lu Yinghan's heart slowly sank...
The overwhelming abuse and blame gave teenage Lu Yinghan no chance to refute or explain, and she was already suffocated.
The hand holding the report sheet was clenched tightly, and her heart was throbbing, which was driving her internal organs that were still slightly aching. Lu Yinghan gasped for air, and her chest was throbbing like a knife.
She remembers, she will never forget
Rikuo's disgusted eyes and cold face when he said those words.
This is his own father.
She couldn't even feel the severe pain in the soles of her feet, and even felt the coldness.
The next day, the wounds on the soles of their feet and some abrasions on their bodies had begun to become red and swollen, but they still rushed to leave.
No hesitation
After leaving the Lu family, she came to the orphanage. No one comforted her. All she received was ridicule and humiliation. This kind of torture continues to this day...
Just because she is the daughter kicked out by the Lu family.
If, if I hadn't refused to allow my sister to go out, would I have been like other ordinary children, going to school happily, working steadily, and then getting married and having children...
The more he thought about it, the more swollen and painful Lu Yinghan’s head became.
She quickly stopped herself from such negative thoughts and adjusted her breathing to make herself less painful.
After a long time, tears finally filled the corners of her eyes.
Quickly covering her eyes with her hands, Lu Yinghan bit her lips and sobbed hard.
She couldn't help but choke and make sounds from her nose, but she swallowed them hard to suppress her cries.
She can't cry
She couldn't find any reason to let herself vent like this
Can life come back after crying? Can it change the status quo? Can I still survive?
No, on the contrary, it made me know even more how pitiful she was.
Lu Yinghan, who had cried for several minutes, sat blankly on the broken wooden chair, letting the snot and tears streak down her face.
After staying for a while, she wiped away the tears on her face and took out a half-torn piece of white paper and an almost-finished pen from the white canvas bag.
After being stunned for a while, she threw away these two things, took out the white paper and pen that she had been reluctant to use before, and turned on the wick.
Seriously write something...
A month later, Lu Yinghan received her salary from the milk tea shop, so she quit her job and refunded her rent.
Carrying a simple backpack and her own balance, she did what she wanted to do.
She traveled around the country without any scruples
In the last month, she wanted to live for herself and live well...
Two years later, in a beautiful mountain village, a farmer went up the mountain to collect firewood and found a skeleton. He was so frightened that he hurried to the police station.
This incident alarmed the local government, and reporters came to interview one after another.
With the permission of the local police, they saw the case photos of the body.
In the photo, the corpse is lying on the ground reverently with his hands on his chest.
Three pieces of paper were found in her clothes
In addition to a report form of a terminal illness detected two years ago, and a piece of paper with travel plans densely written on it
What made the reporter's eyes sore was the other piece of paper, the half-torn white paper, with Juanxiu's handwriting written seriously.
"Hopefully, there won't be an afterlife."
