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Chapter 162 Li Manya's Heart (Full (4)
"Beibei, the day after tomorrow is Christmas, can you go home, grandpa... wants to see you very much."

Sighing, Lu Tianlin still spoke out, he could see that the old man really felt sorry for Beibei.

Although there was no looseness when mentioning Beibei inside and outside the words, but the eyes could not deceive people.

Moreover, from his point of view, since Beibei is from the Lu family, since this matter is a fact, it can only be faced.

Can you hide for a while if you can hide for a while?

"Brother, I..."

"Beibei, the old man is getting older every year, and he won't live for a few years."

"Let me think about it, and I'll give you the answer tomorrow."

"Brother believes in you."

With the door closed, Bei Bei lay alone on the sofa with her knees in her arms, in a daze, imagining wildly in her mind, but it seemed like there was nothing. The parents who treated her so well were not her biological parents. The biological parents are the eldest son and daughter-in-law of the Lu family, what kind of people would they be?

A little bit of outline, but they are all blurry figures, and the real faces cannot be seen clearly.

Occasionally, it's Mo's father and Mo's mother's face and doting eyes...

Then, the screen changed, and there was a scene of Mo's cold mother covered by a white cloth.

Mother……

Beibei's heart throbbed fiercely, picked up the phone, and pressed 1 directly. The shortcut key 1 is set to be home, 2 is still home, and 3 is Xichen. When the call is connected, it is Papa Mo's hoarse voice , probably with some drowsiness, Beibei glanced at the clock on the wall out of the corner of his eye, 10:30 in the evening...

"Hey, Beibei, Beibei talk, Beibei?"

"...Dad, I miss you."

After a moment of silence, Beibei gently hugged the phone as if she was acting like a baby in Mo's father's arms when she was a child. Hearing Mo's father's voice, the uneasiness and sense of loss that arose in her heart just now were calmed down strangely, and she was very at ease. Feeling very happy, she smiled lightly and acted like a child, "Dad, I miss you, when are you coming to live with me and Xichen? It's watery, if you don't come again, I'm going to die of hunger."

"Silly girl, didn't dad just visit you last month?"

"But I think it's been a long time, Dad, why don't you just move in and live with us."

"...I can't bear your mother."

There was a half-sound of silence between the two ends, and Bei Bei's hand holding the mobile phone trembled, but tears flowed down drop by drop.

Dad's heart must be the most painful.

That room has the atmosphere of her mother, her most beautiful, lightest and innocent childhood memories, and it is also the testimony of their family, father and mother who have been dependent on each other for most of their lives... It is clear that when I go out in the morning, it is fine when I see it again in the afternoon. The yin and yang are separated and I haven't even seen the last side... Dad must be reluctant to part with that house. After leaving there, the last trace of mother's existence in this world will disappear. Dad, I'm sorry...

"Dad, I asked Xichen to go back tomorrow and bring you a sweater. I knitted it myself, hehe. There is also a hand warmer and a foot warmer. I bought an extra one so you can put it on your chest so you don't get cold easily." , but you must remember to unplug the power after falling asleep, and last time the doctor said that your blood pressure is a bit high, I brought some Kuding tea and you make a cup of it every day..."

"Okay, okay, my Beibei has really grown up and become a little housekeeper."

"dad."

"Hehe, well, go to bed early, you have to go to work tomorrow, don't go to bed too late, you understand?"

"Understood, Dad."

The phone hung up in the voice of Mo's father, who was exhorting thousands and thousands of times, and Beibei was holding the phone tightly, his face dripping with water.

Dad, I'm sorry...

This sentence was the few words she wanted to say the most but couldn't say no matter what.She thought that she must take care of her father instead of her mother.Not to mention that Dad didn't blame her for blaming her, not to mention that driving her out of the house was just a show, even if it was true, she thought, she deserved it.

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Li's family, Li's father and Li's mother all went out to socialize and did not come back. Li Yucheng had listened to the driver's phone call and canceled a banquet and two meetings and went home early. When he got home, he saw his sister with reddish eye circles bored in his room. His heart ached. He stepped forward and hugged her lightly, "If Man Ya wants to cry, just cry. Don't worry, my brother will help you decide everything. As long as it is what you want, my brother will definitely help you."

"Brother, he has another woman, and he doesn't want me anymore. I've been waiting for him for so many years, why is this happening?"

She didn't cry along the way, and she didn't cry in front of Cheng Zhiyuan.

Now in front of her only brother, Li Manya finally cried bitterly.

Crying out of breath, Li Yucheng's face was so gloomy that he could squeeze out water, his precious sister was hurt like this by that man... Holding Li Yucheng's clothes, Li Manya's voice was full of pain, "Brother, brother, You tell me what should I do, I want to forget him, but my heart hurts so much." At first she didn't take that man seriously and then she didn't love him, but with the reminders from many people in her ears and the good words of her parents, Playing mandarin ducks...

She is in love now.

Years of waiting and years of attention, in exchange for him marrying another woman?

What about her heart, what should she do?
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Sorry for being late. .Went out to watch a movie tonight. .sweat. . .was forced. .Not even want to go. .ha. .Happy Christmas Eve, dear friends, and Merry Christmas. .Hoo hoo. . . .There will be more tomorrow. . .whee. . . .flashed. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

(End of this chapter)