Chapter 57: An Nuo has no intention of rescuing her

“Brother, my mother committed suicide.”

“Ah?” I was a little confused.

“My ... mom ... my mom ... committed suicide...” An Nuo burst into tears and couldn’t even speak a complete sentence. I came to my senses and asked hurriedly, “Don’t cry first, what’s going on?”

An Nuo sobbed for a while, and said with great effort, “My mom ... committed suicide ... She is being rescued now. Brother, what should I do?”

“Your mom ... committed suicide?” For a moment, I didn’t know what to say. Should I comfort her? Or encourage her? It seemed inappropriate. My mother heard our conversation and realized that something was wrong. She instinctively sat up straight and pricked up her ears to listen carefully.

“Brother, I’m so scared, can you come over now?”

I had been tricked too many times by this girl before, and I was very wary of her, but her sadness and anxiety didn’t seem to be fake. I glanced at my mother, hesitated for a moment, and asked, “Where are you now?”

“In the People’s Hospital. My mother is in the emergency room. Dad is also here.”

“Well, okay. Wait, I’ll be there soon.”

After hanging up the phone, before I could say anything, my mother couldn’t wait to ask, “What’s going on? Who committed suicide?”

“Annuo’s mother. She said she’s being rescued now. I don’t know if it’s true or not. Let me take a look.”

“I’ll go with you.” Mom stood up, her feet were weak, and she almost fell. I hurried forward to support her, and said distressedly, “Forget it, you haven’t eaten for two days. If you toss again, don’t follow him into the emergency room. Eat quickly. I’ll go and see.”

“Ah...” Mom pondered for a moment: “Then you go quickly, I guess your dad is also very anxious.”

I agreed, changed my clothes, and hurried to the People’s Hospital. The rescue light in the operating room was still on, and Annuo and his father were anxiously waiting outside the door. When An Nuo saw me coming, she threw herself into my arms and cried.

I hugged her and comforted her. I wanted to ask what happened, but she was so emotional that I couldn’t talk to her. The strong girl who was beaten and bruised, and who was wronged, but still smiled and sang, was crying now. It seems that her mother’s position in her heart is really important.

After a long time, An Nuo’s emotions finally stabilized. I patted her shoulder, gently pushed her away, and walked towards my father. My father sat on the bench, his eyes were dull and empty, and the muscles on his face seemed to be solidified, without any expression. I sat next to him and whispered hello. My father turned his head and looked at me, and asked expressionlessly: “Why are you here?”

“An Nuo called me. What’s going on? Why did Aunt Liu commit suicide for no reason?”

My father didn’t answer, but scratched his head hard, and the wrinkles on his forehead were very deep. I could feel that he was upset and didn’t want to talk to me. I patted his shoulder as he had encouraged me. Inadvertently, I saw some white hair on his temples, and I was shocked. Then I looked at his face carefully, and he seemed to be much older than a few years ago. He was only in his forties, how could he be like this?

After sitting with my father for a while, I got up and walked to An Nuo, pulled her aside, and asked in a low voice. An Nuo’s nose was red, and she sobbed a few times and told me the whole story. It turned out that she went out with her classmates in the afternoon, and her mother sent her a text message, asking her to be happy. She called back, but no one answered, and she didn’t reply to the message, and she vaguely felt that something was wrong. She ran back home and found that her mother had taken a lot of sleeping pills and was unconscious.

Although it was inappropriate, I couldn’t help asking her mother why she committed suicide. An Nuo was silent for a moment, shook her head and said she didn’t know. But I always felt that she knew, but just didn’t want to tell me.

I didn’t continue to ask. Although Aunt Liu is nominally my stepmother, I don’t have much contact with her. I even have a little hostility towards her because of my mother. So even though Aunt Liu was lying in the operating room for rescue and her life was uncertain, I didn’t feel nervous or sad. I could calmly comfort An Nuo and my father as a bystander.

After more than an hour of agony, the emergency light finally went out and the door of the operating room opened from the inside. Seeing the doctor coming out, An Nuo rushed over and asked anxiously: “Doctor, how is my mother? How is she?”

The doctor nodded: “Don’t worry, don’t be nervous. The patient has been rescued.”

An Nuo’s tense nerves finally relaxed, squatting on the ground, burying his head and crying. My father held the doctor’s hand and thanked him repeatedly. It was the first time I saw An Nuo’s emotional breakdown. Thinking of my mother, I couldn’t help but feel emotional. After confirming that nothing was wrong, I said goodbye and went home.

When I got home, my mother had eaten something, but she looked weaker and weaker than before eating, probably because of the long-term hunger strike.

I asked my mother with concern: “How are you doing? Do you need to go to the hospital?”

My mother shook her head: “What’s wrong? Just take a rest.” Then she asked: “What’s going on with your father?”

“Aunt Liu committed suicide by taking sleeping pills. Fortunately, she was found early and was rescued.”

My mother said “Oh” and stopped talking, and didn’t even ask why Aunt Liu committed suicide. I always felt that my mother’s reaction was a bit strange, so I asked: “Do you know something about the situation?”

My mother didn’t answer immediately. After a long silence, she sighed and said: “Your father called me some time ago.”

“Did he tell you about Aunt Liu?”

“Yeah.” My mother nodded.

I suddenly remembered that every time I went to my father’s place recently, Aunt Liu seemed to have a sad face, and my father was not very happy. I felt that the atmosphere in the family was weird. It seems that the problem has not been for one or two days.

“Did you quarrel with my father?” I asked.

After a moment of silence, my mother said: “Annuo’s mother got addicted to drugs when she worked in the provincial capital before.”

“Ah?” This was really beyond my expectation.

“When she was in the provincial capital, she drank too much in a bar once, and under the instigation of her colleagues, she took drugs.”