Mrs. Jane stopped the cab, the driver asked her where to go, the people of this place, warm and cheerful, listening to the not quite standard Mandarin, picky habitual Mrs. Jane, at the moment, but not in the mood to be picky.
Just about to answer the driver's question, the phone vibrated, a nervous grip on the phone, staring at the name of the caller for a while.
Mrs. Jane was hesitant, if she didn't answer it, she could still delay it for some time, once this call was answered, there was no way for her to refuse it anymore.
The long cell phone ringtone finally extinguished the sound, Mrs. Jane did not have time to breathe a sigh of relief, that magic sound like ringtone relentlessly rang again.
Helplessly, she pressed the connect button, "Mor Bai ah."
"Mom, you got off the plane, right?"
On the phone was Jane Mo Bai's anxious pressing question, "Mom, you go directly to your sister, it's the one I told you about before, the B&B called 'Memory Residence'."
On the other side of the phone, Jane Mo Bai constantly urged Mrs. Jane to find Jane Tong, this 'memory residence' news, or WeChat group to see, there is a former drink together, said in the group that the woman in the picture, like in a forum to see.
This is only to extract the silk cocoon, follow the vine to find the melon, and waste some effort to find the news.
He did not want to wait for death ... Jane Mo Bai gripped the phone tightly, constantly urging Mrs. Jane: "Mom, you tell Little Tong, beg her to save me, or her brother will die.
Although Little Tong looks tough, her heart is actually very soft, she will definitely not be willing to watch her own brother die."
Mrs. Jane's eyes behind her sunglasses, became even redder.
She only felt very sour, and her voice was choked with indescribable sobs:
"Mor Bai, mom knows it all, you take care of yourself in the ward. Mom will talk to Little Tong and will beg Little Tong to save you."
Cutting off the phone, Mrs. Jian almost spread her whole body on the backseat: "Yiju, go to Yiju."
"B&B?"
"En."
There were no words along the way, even if the scenery of this place was beautiful, it couldn't enter Mrs. Jane's anxious and tired heart anymore.
Clenched fists, resting on her knees, hidden, but the squeeze could not stop trembling!
Glanced at the screen saver that was still lit, it was a photo of her and Jane Zhendong, sweet and intimate.
But ... at this moment incomparably harsh!
Thinking of Jane Zhendong, Mrs. Jane's face was instantly iron blue.
After a long road, the car went more and more off, "Is it the wrong way?"
The driver stopped the car, "This is the place, yes," and opened the window, pointing not far away, "Here, Yiju, that's the store."
Gave the fare, Mrs. Jane walked in the direction of Yiju, stood in front of Yiju's front door, but her heart was in a state of confusion, several times she wanted to beat a retreat, but when she thought of Jane Mo Bai lying on the hospital bed, and Jane Zhendong who had already shown his cards to her, those hesitations in her heart were drowned out by hatred in an instant.
Push the door to enter.
At the front desk, a light voice sounded at the same time: "Welcome ..." The woman at the front desk looked up, her gentle face was hidden, her eyes widened, and her voice, abruptly stopped.
Mrs. Jane pushed the door in, looked up that moment, also stunned.
"Little Tong ..."
Almost Mrs. Jane called out the voice at the same time, that just leaned against the front desk side of the work of the woman, without saying a word, turned around and left.
Mrs. Jane chased after her like a gust of wind, reached out and grabbed Jane Tong's arm, "Little Tong!"
A "Little Tong", Jane Tong half of her body froze, she hung her head ... Little Tong? Little Tong Little Tong Little Tong?
"Who are you calling? Little Tong? Little Tong is dead, Mrs. Jane, who are you calling?!" Violently turned her head, crimson eyes, dead glare at the middle-aged woman, she knew, she today, very nonchalant.
But ... couldn't do it! Can't endure!
"Little Tong, I am your mother ah, don't call me Mrs. Jane." The woman's tears fell like rain, and the remorse in her eyes was beyond words!
Words can hurt, often because they are too cruel.
"My mom?" Jane Tong wanted to laugh, she wanted to laugh with abandon, but, there was already a Mrs. Jane who was in tears, this world, there was never a shortage of her Jane Tong's tears.
So, don't cry, there is no use ... she said so to herself.
"Let go, Mrs. Jane, it's not the first time I call you Mrs. Jane, naturally, it won't be the last time."
Staring at the woman in front of her, she calmly said, "I don't have a mother anymore, a long time ago."
Mrs. Jane Tong instantly agonized beyond measure, the pain of ten thousand swords devouring her heart, she today, only really experienced, grasping Jane Tong's arm hand, softly loosened.
Once free, Jane Tong turned around and left.
Until Jane Tong walked two meters away, Mrs. Jane suddenly woke up, stride to catch up, once again dead grasp Jane Tong's hand, hoarsely called out:
"Little Tong! Mor Bai he, your brother he, has leukemia!"
For a moment, Jane Tong felt that she had hallucinated, and after hearing the bad news, she stood there motionless.
"Jane Mo Bai ... got leukemia?" For a long time, she asked.
Mrs. Jane sobbed and nodded.
"Oh ..." froze again for a long while, "leukemia is not incurable, Jane family's money, enough to cure him."
"Little Tong, how, how ... "How can you say this way? Mor Bai is your brother ah!
Mrs. Jane stopped crying, blinking her eyes, incomparably unfamiliar looking at such a familiar face in front of her.
"Mrs. Jane, your son is sick, then treat him well. It's useless for you to hold onto me, I'm not a doctor."
"I know, but, but the doctor said that your brother, he needs to replace his bone marrow, and both his father and I are unsuccessful in matching." Saying that, Mrs. Jane looked at the woman in front of her with difficulty.
Seeing Mrs. Jane's look, Jane Tong just suddenly understood ... she slowly hung her head, full of hair hanging down, stretching out the empty hand to slowly support the low forehead, Mrs. Jane could not see her look clearly, but saw the woman in front of her shrugged shoulders, the amplitude of the shrug more and more large.
"Little Tong, don't cry, your brother he can save. As long as you ..."
Crying? ... buried hair strands to cover most of the face of the woman, the eyes under the palm of the hand, revealing a light irony, "You misunderstand, Mrs. Jane," she raised her head, smooth hand to the hair behind the ear to go, revealing the face, not see a single drop of tears, in the stunned look of Mrs. Jane, she said :
"Why should I cry?"
Why should I cry? She did not cry, she slightly pulled out a smile, "I'm just, laughing at myself." Laughing at herself for being naive and holding onto illusions.
The arrival of the woman in front of her, despite her taut face, still flashed a warm surprise in her heart the moment she saw it. Though it was only for a moment - she thought that she had not been abandoned by her "parents", she thought that the woman she had called "mom" for half her life... . missed her.
"Little Tong, don't look like this, you, save your brother, mom begs you!"
Until she heard Mrs. Jane's plea, until the woman in front of her clearly said it, Jane Tong she, completely vetoed the naivety in her heart.
Indifferently looked at Mrs. Jane:
"Love can't help."
After saying that, shook off Mrs. Jane's hand, but the latter cried out, "Little Tong! That's your brother! Your own brother! If you don't save him, he's going to die!"
"I think there is something that I should tell Mrs. Jane, I, am not your real daughter."