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Chapter 302 Zhenzhen, come back!

Tens of thousands of lights, spread out and fall.

The neon lights are flashing and the flowers are blooming.

From the neighbor's house next door, the laughter of the elderly and children could be heard, and people in the community kept chatting.

The surroundings are lively, except for Yunzhen's apartment, which is completely silent.

However, she didn't feel lonely, instead she felt that she was surrounded by the smell of fireworks in the world, and she was happy and truly alive.

Sometimes, loneliness has nothing to do with the surrounding environment.

Loneliness is closely related to a person's state of mind.

It is like a grass growing in the sun, whether it chooses to wither silently in the bustling metropolis, or choose to thrive in the endless barren desert.
It all depends on its own state of mind and thoughts.

Tonight, Yun Zhen specially prepared two sets of bowls and chopsticks, and two cups, and placed them opposite her.

The rice was served and the wine was poured.

With a smile on her face, she raised her glass and saluted the other side. Her eyes were reddish, and her voice was soft to the extreme, "Mom, happy birthday!"

The opposite side was empty, there was nothing, and no one responded to her.

Yun Zhen pursed her lips and smiled, raised her head, and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

Today is the birthday of her mother Song Ziyue. In the past, Yunlin would specially hold important celebration ceremonies, and everyone from the Yun family would come.

This year, I don't know who else will remember?
But whether they remember it or not, Yun Zhen will never forget it.

The dishes she made were all Song Ziyue's favorites during his lifetime, and I hope my mother will like them.

At this time, Yun Zhen would think, if her mother was still alive, what would her life be like now?

Must be happier, right?Most definitely!
It's just a pity that there is no if in this world.

After drinking another glass of wine, Yun Zhen wiped away the tears overflowing from the corners of her eyes, pretended to be strong and smiled, picked up her chopsticks and prepared to eat.

At this moment, the mobile phone she left aside vibrated. It was the call from her uncle Song Ziming.

Yun Zhen adjusted her breath and slid to answer.

"Hey, Zhenzhen, what are you doing?" Song Ziming's hearty voice spread through the radio waves.

Yun Zhen's tone was relaxed: "Did you eat, what's the matter?"

"Isn't today your mother's birthday? Grandpa and grandma have made a table full of delicious food. They want you to come over and eat together. Why did you eat it yourself first?"

Song Ziming smiled and invited: "Don't eat those things you made yourself, go home and eat."

go home for dinner
It's been a long time since I heard such words, as if the most sour part of my heart was suddenly touched, the tears that Yun Zhen had just wiped away had the urge to overflow again.

For the first time, she felt that her uncle's voice was so warm.

Before he had time to respond, the voices of grandpa and grandma suddenly came from the other end of the phone.

"Zhenzhen, let's go home and have dinner! Your grandmother even made you your favorite crab roe and shrimp dumplings, waiting for you to come back to eat."

"Zhenzhen, if you don't come back, my grandparents won't let me eat." Song Ziming couldn't help but interjected.

Yun Zhen couldn't help laughing when his grandfather slapped him on the other end of the phone.

"Yes, Zhenzhen, come back! Let's help your mother celebrate her birthday together as a family.

Grandma has already cleaned up the room for you, and the bath water is boiling hot. Go home and stay for one night. Grandma has a lot to say to you. "

In the loving voice of grandma, there is infinite tenderness, and there is also a little cautious pleading.

In an instant, Yun Zhen's heart became even more sour.

"Okay, grandpa and grandma, I'll be back in a while." There was no way for her to refuse such an invitation.

After hanging up the phone, Yun Zhen finally couldn't control it, and tears fell like a burst bank.

She curled up on the sofa, hugged her knees tightly, and cried for a long time.
(End of this chapter)