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Chapter nine hundred and eighty first tears(2/2)

"Your life... is what I said, don't look at it."

"I want it!" Lu Jiao's attitude was very firm.

"……All right."

Wang St slightly activated the spiritual energy, and the phantom in the air began to play again.

Because the image speed is very fast and time goes by, we can see from the image that Lu Jiao, who was studying at Liuda, began to lose her patience and became more and more discouraged. In a certain cold weather, she dragged her salute, boarded the plane, and went to study in the United States alone.

When studying in the United States, several relatives of Lu Jiao occasionally appeared. These images made Lu Jiao go from initial suspicion to deep belief, because she had only met that distant relative. If it weren't for something that happened, Wang Mo wouldn't have known about the existence of these people.

During a long period of study abroad, Lu Jiao was alone, spending most of her time staying in the room and watching a number on her phone, constantly entering the number and then clearing it, and this was repeated over and over again.

Among the images of Lu Jiao studying abroad, she was basically alone and had no social activities. The most common ones in the image were the expression of dancing and joy after dialing Wang Mo's mobile phone number. Of course, she was more depressed and depressed.

I am depressed and happy, because Lu Jiao dials her phone countless times a day, but she doesn't make a call once.

Lu Jiao began to become uneasy, her personality became anxious, and she would talk nonsense from time to time.

During a short period of time, Lu Jiao appeared in Liu Da.

Slowly, Lu Jiao's parents appeared in the image.

When Lu Jiao's parents appeared in the image, Lu Jiao also left the school and began to seek medical treatment in major hospitals around the world. Judging from Lu Jiao's performance in the image, her condition has become more and more serious, and she has completely lost the ability to take care of herself. She keeps talking about the name of "Silly Brother"...

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"Do you still want to see?" Wang Strange's voice trembled slightly, and tears flowed down his eyes uncontrollably. Although Wang Strange already knew about Lu Jiao, this visual display was even more shocking.

"Is it you, stupid brother?" Lu Jiao's heart was undulating rapidly.

"Yes, my surname is Wang, my name is stupid. Many people call me stupid brother, so are you. Jiaojiao, I'm sorry... I really don't know that I will be away for 60 years... I don't know... I don't know..." Wang San's fingers were buckled together, and his joints made a terrifying burst sound.

"I know, you didn't mean it." Lu Jiao gently held Wang Stupid's hand.

"I hope you can forgive me, and I hope you can give me a chance to make up for this mistake." Wang San looked at Lu Jiao with tears in his eyes.

"Actually, for me, things have not happened yet, you have made up for it. Keep going."

"Stop looking..."

"I want to see." Lu Jiao gritted her teeth.

Wang Mo hesitated for a moment and continued to activate the spiritual energy.

The time span became wider and wider, and Lu Jiao's parents' hair went from black to grayish white, and then to snow-white. After a while, the only mother of the two old men was left.

Lu Jiao's mother, with silver hair, was already trembling when she walked, but she still did not give up Lu Jiao. She helped Lu Jiao take a bath, change clothes, comb her hair, wash her face, and feed her...

Time continues to pass, and only Lu Jiao is left in the image.

At this time, Lu Jiao was already in a mess, wandering on the streets, stinking all over her body.

Until one day, Lu Jiao was taken in by the Red Cross and sent to the hospital.

In the hospital, Lu Jiao spent several spring and autumn in a chaotic manner, and then Wang Mo appeared.

In the hospital, Wang Mo was kneeling at the head of Lu Jiao's bed and couldn't stand up, crying...
Chapter completed!
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