Chapter 945： His last time (1)

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On this day, everyone seemed to have a good mood (color), talking and laughing, no one seemed to take Su Xun's illness into a dying state. It was a serious matter, as if it were too serious in his eyes. +++Mobile reading visit m.novelhall.com

The core buddies in the group have all come.

Su Xun was not so uncomfortable, talking and laughing with them, as if there was a feeling of going back to the time before.

It's just that inside, only Xiao Ye Zi did not come.

Su Xun's eyes flickered slightly, but he didn't say anything.

Time passed quickly, and Su Xun became a little tired later, and they quit one by one.

Only his mother is here to stay with him.

It's just that when they came, they were all happily, and when they turned their heads and left, they all remained silent, and their eyes were slightly red.

Because they probably all know that this may be the last...

Su Xun was lying on the (bed chuang). Su Xun watched his mother sway in front of him. He couldn't help but stop her, "...Mom, there is nothing to be busy. Come here, OK? I want to make peace. You...accompany me, talk to me."

Perhaps Su Xun also knew in his heart what kind of state he was in now.

He tried his best.

But maybe there are some things that should really be beyond his control.

Such as the real end of his life.

Su Xun's mother was busy going back and forth, but she didn't know what she was doing, she just didn't want to stop by herself.

At this time, seeing her son asking her to go over, she had to put everything down and walked over slowly.

Su Xun looked at his mother's eyes with a soft smile of love, and a smile slowly appeared on the corner of his lips.

He spoke with a hoarse voice, "...Mom, can you let me lie on my knees for a while..."

Then, (touch Mo) (touch Mo) his hair, (touch Mo) (touch Mo) his ears.

It's like being at home when I was young.

In the afternoon sun, his mother was watching a soap opera, nibbling on melon seeds, while going (touching Mo) his hair.

Naturally, his mother did not refuse.

She sat on the side of the bed and Su Xun slowly leaned in. Finally, with the help of his mother, his slender and thin body was slightly curled up, his head lying on his mother's lap.

The sun outside fell down.

He poured eloquently into the isolation room.

"...Son, are you sleepy..."

As Fu Jiu said, almost subconsciously, he stroked (touched Mo) his broken hair and (touched Mo) his ears.

Looking down at him now that he is thin and invisible, her breathing has become very slow, and she said softly, her tone is no longer as (strong qiang) as before. At this moment, she is just a person who looks no longer. A loving and gentle mother.

"...Mom, do you remember what I was like when I was a kid..."

Su Xun closed his eyes and muttered weakly.

"Remember, why don't you remember..."

As she said, a smile slowly appeared on the corners of her lips, "When you were young, you and the kid Rong Zhan were very skinny. That kid has been a little devil since childhood. He is hostile and quarrels with his family every day. I let you play less with him. You just didn't listen. Then you two went out to fight, and he was fine. Is your leg beaten and can't move?"

When Su Xun heard this, he seemed to think of it all of a sudden. He didn't know what he was thinking of, and he gasped and laughed twice, "I remember... when my sister went to save me, I was not careful. I fell down the stairs, but my leg was broken because of her later."