Very Romantic: The Vampire's Runaway Bride

Chapter 366 Parting 2
No matter what she said or did, the woman in the photo always looked at her with such gentle eyes, as if she was the deepest encouragement, just sat there and talked a lot with the woman in the photo.

Speaking of their acquaintance, talking about the emotion between them, talking about his fiancée, he said a lot, and shed tears all over the place.

Finally, as if she was tired of talking, she stopped talking, just sat there, quietly looking at the woman in the photo, remembering that year when she finally knew that her mother really left.

Not when she was crying, touching her head and saying, "Baby, don't be afraid, Mommy is here."

She will not show up at the gate of the kindergarten on time when she is out of class, smiling and waving. "Honey, mommy's here."

Those warm fragments of deep memories in memory are eternal marks in my heart.

And that woman lying in a pool of blood without any life, the woman who smiled at her, at that time she didn't know what parting from life and death was, thinking that her mother was just sleepy and tired.

Every time I recall that scene in my memory, my heart is always throbbing with pain, as if being stabbed deeply, the pain is so painful that I can't breathe, Shen Yiyi's most painful pain is the death of her mother.

She blamed herself deeply, if it wasn't good, maybe her mother wouldn't have died.

"Mom, I'm sorry." Knowing that being sorry can't mean anything, but only being sorry can express what she feels in her heart.

He sat quietly with his mother for a long time, and when the sun was about to set, he slowly got up, carefully placed the flowers, and then turned and left resolutely.

The small bag contained most of her things, documents and so on. Holding her small bag tightly, she stood downstairs in He's building, looked up at the eighteenth floor, and wanted to take another extra glance at someone, but instead Nothing is seen.

Maybe leaving is the best choice. She raised her hand, and a taxi stopped immediately. When she got in the car, she realized that she was crying like rain. There was a sad song in her ears, and she couldn't help crying like rain .

Liang Zhu, the most tragic song, I can't help but think of the scene of Yang Caini flying in the wind in a red wedding dress, and I can't help crying.

The master driver saw tears on her face from the rearview mirror, and looked at her suspiciously many times.

The airport and the train station are parting every day. I remember my mother mentioned the hometown city before, but I couldn’t muster up the courage to go there to have a look. After staying for a while, every time I saw something related to my mother, my mother was covered in blood. The picture appeared in front of my eyes, and I couldn't erase it.

(End of this chapter)