Trafford’s Trading Club

Third hospital.

As he waited for his name to appear on the display, Gu Jiajie chatted about the phone.

His mother, Sammy Slow, called.

“Not yet, still in line... don't need to come over, it shouldn't be a problem. Cough cough... it should just be a cold. A full body exam? No need, such a hassle... Okay, I get it. I'll ask the doctor later. ”

Gu Jiajie looked around boringly, but the mother on the other side of the phone seemed to have no intention of disconnecting.

“Daddy? Nothing... Isn't it great...”

Gu Jiajie seemed reluctant to say more, but suddenly he said: "Are you coming back tonight? I have to work overtime... Got it. No, don't let Daddy come back with me. No, I can take care of myself. ”

Gu Jiajie's eyes swept boringly around him again - suddenly stopping.

He saw a man, a faint, low-headed, walking man.

A man of his age who walked in front of him.

A man who didn't find him, but didn't know what he was thinking, seemed so depressed… almost identical to him.

Walk through.

“Ma... let's not talk about it, it's my turn. ”

Gu Jiajie hung up and followed him quietly.

……

……

“Don't go, Liu Jiahui! Stop, stop! ”

Before and after, he ran out of the hospital door. Horse SIR's foot injury is still there, and it hurts like a cold sweat without two steps.

So he said out loud, "Where have you been? Don't you care about your grandmother? ”

Sure enough, he slowed down, stopped, turned around and frowned: “She... what happened to her? ”

Ma SIR just slowly walked over, "Your grandmother's fine. But there's something wrong with your mother. It hurts so much, don't you know? ”

“I... I don't have a mother.” He turned his face.

"Whatever you think, it's just that your mother's not doing well right now," said Mahoud. Her son, your own brother, died a while ago, didn't you know? You've been following Sammy Yoo. You should know that. ”

He nodded and said softly: “That doesn't mean anything… it doesn't mean I have to see her. ”

Mahoud frowned… so dealing with a child growing up in a single-parent family is a tough job.

Ma SIR shook her head: “I think your father's divorce would have had a big impact on you, but she's still your biological mother, so there's no misunderstanding that can't be opened. Maybe we met. It's a good thing for you. Besides, if you didn't have the heart to put up with her, how could you keep following her? ”

Seeing the half-biggest child silently in front of him, Mahoud sighed: “I was downstairs at your mother's house that day. Is that what you saw? You found out where she lived earlier, so you've been wandering around, haven't you? Did you see how painful your mother was that day? ”

“Stop it!” He yelled at Mahoud all of a sudden, "Whatever you say, I won't see her... at least not for a short time! ”

“You… think about it first.” Mahoud shook his head, knowing that such an emotionally unstable child could not be pushed too hard, "anyway, your mother already knew you were here, you couldn't just take your grandmother away, could you? She also needs to be treated in a hospital. See you or not, think about it. ”

“Tell her for me...” He thought for a while: "You let her go back first, and when I figure it out, maybe I'll see her, but not now. ”

……

“Jia Hui... Is that really what he said? ”

In the ward, Shen Mei slowly grabbed Mahoud's arm and asked, “Why wouldn't he want to see me? ”

“Will you calm down?” MacHood sighed: “He may not be ready, but he may also need some time. If he wants to come, he still cares about your mother. Why else would he be following you all the time? A child of this age is immature, you have to give him some time, you can't do it against him. At least, He Xiao is still here, he won't walk away. ”

Shenmei slowly loosened Ma SIR's arm - Ma Houde reminded him.

Xiao He is still here, Liu Jiahui and she depend on each other, then Liu Jiahui will definitely not leave. As long as she waits here, she will be able to see Liu Jiahui.

But... the resurrected Gu Jiajie doesn't know where yet.

She can't let Gu Jiajie be discovered... all she needs to do now is go find Gu Jiajie!

Sammy glanced down at He Xiao, and the old man responded with a complicated look. As her eyes age, can you see Sammy's face clearly?

“I... I'll go first.” Shenmei, don't look over your face. "Rest well. ”

……

In front of the hospital door, Shenmei turned around slowly and took a look.

“Mrs. Gu, shall we take you home? You should be tired too.” That's all Mahoud can say at this time.

“No need.” Shenmi shook her head slowly: “I won't go back to that place, and I'm even more reluctant to look at the man... If you really want to help me, tell Gu Feng that I won't be with him again. You tell him I'll take the time to divorce him. That's it. Don't follow me. ”

“This is my call.” Mahoud nodded... there wasn't much room for this family thing, and he wrote a phone number, "Call me if you need anything. ”

“Thank you.”

Shen Meiqiao walked out of this third hospital.

Ma SIR's eyes didn't grow old. At this moment, he glanced and saw a man hiding under a tree.

Mahoud shook his head and sighed in a long breath: "Qing Guan can't cut off household chores. ”

He glanced at the sky and subconsciously touched his stomach. From last night until now, it was almost noon, and he was running outside.

This is already hungry.

I forgot to call the mother tiger in the house.

“I'm going... Forty-six unanswered calls, that's terrible, that's terrible! ”

……

……

“Who, who's here?” Although her eyes are bad, her hearing will be more sensitive. He Xiaoxiao looked at the door position: “Is it Jia Hui? ”

“It's me.”

Xiaoxiao He was relieved. He reached out and grabbed his grandson's hand. “Jia Hui, did you know that your mother had just arrived? ”

“I get it.” He shook his head and said, "Grandma, will you stop talking about this? The most important thing now is to wait for you to get well. By the way, I'll get you some hot water. The water in this kettle is getting cold. ”

“It's okay, you just got back. Have a seat. ”

But he didn't stop his grandson. Xiao He looked at the back of this grandson's departure and sighed.

Since the death of Liu Cheng, the two grandchildren left to live together, the child appeared to be particularly knowledgeable. Or this is something that parents would like to see, but for He Xiao, the child suffers so much, even if it matures early, I don't know if it is good or not.

The old man sighs.

Instead of walking far away, he sat on a row of stools by the corridor.

He took a look around him, probably more than two months ago… his twin brother was here talking to him for a long time.

“Gu Jiajie... Do you really need to exist? ”

He muttered to himself.

All of a sudden, he held himself in shock... and he clearly saw his mother, the one who took her out of the street that day, walking on her own, the one who was already dead.

“What happened..."

……

……

He sat on a bench in Riverside Park and watched the view quietly.

As a half-human, half corpse, and even a rotten body, it's easy to look at —— even though, the passersby wonder if it's someone who intentionally wears makeup to look like this, and comes out frightening.

Yes, even so, he should be able to see.

But obviously, the passers-by who came here for a walk didn't even notice his presence - as if he didn't exist.

He couldn't see, so he sat next to him, with his club owner, and the average person naturally didn't.

From the amusement center, from the old street he walked, from the street snacks, from the crowded mall, and now that he's here, Boss Lo is walking with him again on these roads his mother took him on.

The owner of the club doesn't know how tired he is, his body can't even get tired, and his usual sleep is just completing his normal routine.

“Your mother knew your brother existed, but they hadn't met. ”

He also said something, even if he didn't have to come to the scene in person, but wanted to know what he could know and to listen to the person who sat here silently.

“Your mother, she'll still come for you.” Rochu said softly, "What are you thinking? ”

No answer, he did not speak, his eyes were like candlelight in the wind, the candlelight would be extinguished, unstable, extinguished at any time.

But Boss Lo still hasn't heard back.

He smiled and waited patiently and patiently… while waiting, he suddenly turned his gaze.

Wearing a sparse black dress with a mature beautiful woman, walking in the wind... black water.

This centuries-old snake demon pursues the smell of the wind... the smell of the body. Though the woman with the dead child was clearly known, she would never find her.

But this Snake Demon lady, obviously, couldn't ignore it, either, as she said.

Still, despite her invisibility, she finally pursued the smell of the corpse in the wind... and came to Lochu.

Without too much surprise, Blackwater stood in front of Lochu and said softly: “It is you… an ordinary person, it is impossible to have the ability to make a dead man a walker. ”

Lochu smiled slightly and seemed not too surprised that the snake demon lady would show up.

He was like seeing a familiar man, and he said softly, "Do you think he's really a walker? ”

“People are already dead. ”

Blackwater frowned: “His soul has long disappeared and is now nothing but an unconscious body. Don't you know that corpses like this can easily be invaded by molded spirits and mutated? Once that happens, his mother will probably be the first victim! ”

Lochu shook his head: “I don't know anything about the monastery. But, Miss Blackwater, what do you think are the chances of soul formation in a modern environment like this? ”

Blackwater frowned and instead of continuing the discussion on the issue, he said positively: "Why are you so cruel! ”

“We will not refuse the Guest's request.” Lochu shook his head, "Miss Blackwater, of course, you can also ask for a solution to this... ”

Blackwater grinned, "Do you think everyone wants to do business with you? Paranoid! I will strive to get what I want myself, without relying on such a despicable transaction… ”

“I wish too.” Rather, Lochu looked across the riverbank at the city.

He didn't go on, Blackwater didn't know what his so-called hope was.

Just for a moment, she couldn't see anything in the eyes of the club owner… reflecting.

Blackwater stepped back, not afraid of anything, but simply knew that since the owner of the club was sitting here, there was no other way for her to approach the walker than to offer him a deal.

“What do you want to do… let him live like this, not live? ”

"I just want to know what he's... thinking. ”

“His soul is long gone! Is there any thought there?” Blackwater shook his head.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Lo made a silent gesture at this time, "Shh. ”

He looked at the black water.

He said softly, "Listen, do you hear me? The first movement of the soul. ”