Chapter 90: His self-inflicted suffering can only be exchanged for divorce

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With the last bang, Yan Rui didn't straighten up immediately, his body curled up, his thin shoulders shivered, the thick nasal voice became louder and louder, and the tears fell directly to the ground down the eye sockets, and a small puddle flowed out.

Only after half the payment did Yan Rui raise his head. He looked at the old lady's hand that was exposed outside the bed, with a cheap red bean bracelet on her wrist.

The bracelet was made by him for the old lady on the day he entered Duan's house, the red beans were picked on the mountain, and the thread was bought at the ten yuan store.

He made it all night, and after giving it to grandma, she put it on like a treasure, and she never took it off.

Yan Rui suddenly remembered a lot of things in an instant.

Thinking of the old lady bending over and squatting in front of him, she took out a handkerchief and wiped his face carefully and gently.

"Go home with me, will I be your grandma?"

The old lady didn't think he was dirty or smelly at all, she held his hand and let him lie in her arms.

She took him to Duan's house and gave him a home from now on.

Yan Rui has wandered for thousands of years and came to this world, sleeping in the garbage heap, and for the first time, he has a place to shelter from the wind and rain.

"Grandma." Yan Rui opened his mouth and murmured, "I don't want you to go."

Yan Rui held the old lady's hand tightly with both hands. He knew that grandma was tired, but he didn't want her to leave.

If grandma is gone, there will be no love for his relatives in this world.

"If only I could save you..."

The red bean bracelet on Mrs. Duan's wrist seemed to sense something, and it snapped off with a bang, and the red beans fell all over the floor.

Yan Rui lowered his head with dull eyes and looked at the red beans that were rolling everywhere on the ground.

At this moment, the closed door was pushed open, and there was a sound of footsteps. For a moment, a shadow fell on his head. Yan Rui watched as a red bean rolled under the leather shoe.

He reached out his hand subconsciously, Duan Chen said calmly: "What are you doing?"

Yan Rui raised his head, "Achen, grandma, she left."

When Duan Chen heard this, his pupils shrank, he pushed Yan Rui away violently, and hurried to the old lady Duan's bed.

"Grandma." The old lady's face was pale and her lips had lost blood. No matter how she looked, she had lost her vital signs.

Next to the heartbeat and respiration indicator, those lines have disappeared.

Duan Chen only felt that the world was spinning, and his mind went blank.

"how come"

It was the same when I lost my parents more than ten years ago. The suffocating air seemed to become gloomy and terrifying. The darkness seemed to devour people, and the body fell deeper and deeper into the extremely cold abyss. .

Duan Chen didn't know where the strength came from, turned around and grabbed Yan Rui's collar, grabbed the man and yelled at him.

"Can't you save people? Why didn't you save grandma?"

Yan Rui lowered his eyes, "I can't save it." No one noticed that his body was shaking.

"How? You've lived for so long, why can't you be saved?" Yan Rui is a snake demon, doesn't the book say that demons can save people?

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