Baby mommy wants to divorce

She looked at the hanging board on the door. The flourishing leaves covered it. She stared at the wooden board for a long time before reaching out to tear away the vines, revealing a few big words.

"Shallow home" was made by herself in the sixth grade of primary school. After she finished it, she was nailed to the wall. Every time she went to and from school, she was very happy to see these words, because this is her home, where she grew up. All her happiness is here.

But this was the first time she came back after five years. Before, she didn't dare. More often, she didn't want to be hurt by the scenery. Before she knew it, she had come back.

The finger belly gently slides over the words on the template, which is crooked, showing the unique loveliness and obsession of childlike innocence.

For a time, Qin Qian's eyes were sour. The seal on the gate had been blown away by the wind. The gate was locked, but this was her home. She pursed her lips and walked around the back of the villa. She accurately found a direction, and then bent down to remove the vines one by one, so that her clothes and arms were dyed green.

After the vines were removed, there was a big dog hole. When she was a child, she liked a Samo very much. She kept it for a long time. Finally, it was too big, so she got such a small back door.

She stretched out her hand and pushed slightly, and the plate fell down. Qin Qian was thin and could easily get in.

Holding her hands on the grass, she stood up slowly. The desolation in the eyes made her freeze in the line of sight. She was depressed and desolate. The courtyard once full of fragrance and refreshing people's spleen and lungs has become full of weeds.

The grass is almost as tall as a child. It can be seen that no one has come here for a long time.

Qin Qian crossed the fake stone and walked over.

When she reached the door, the two pillars in front of the door were also covered with vines. Qin qianshen took a breath and raised his hand to push open the long closed door.

The sound of "squeaky squeaky" came into my ears, and it was a little gloomy in the grass and trees disordered yard.

But she stared at the moment when the door opened, and all the scenes were so familiar that she was shocked and trembled, as if there was a warm and eye-catching light reflected into her eyes.

She subconsciously closed her eyes and some pictures appeared in her mind.

"Mom, Dad, I'm back from school!" A girl with two braids and a beautiful skirt came running in.

"My big baby is back."

It was her mother's gentle smile. She was coming out of the kitchen with a freshly made Matcha cake.

"Wow, the Matcha cake mom made today must be delicious." Qin Qian was already very beautiful when she was young. She rushed into her mother's arms and smelled the fragrance on her mother.

"Shallow, how can I stick to my mother as soon as I come back, and my father is here too. Come to my father..."

Qin Qian looked back at his father drinking tea on the sofa, smiled, bent his eyes, separated from his mother's arms, turned and ran to Qin Tian's arms, hugged his neck and began to rub and play coquettish.

"Dad, I miss you so much."

"Really?"

"Well, Dad, are you still on business? My mother and I miss you very much. Don't go. "

"Well, dad will accompany my big baby this time."

"Dad, it's very kind of you to kiss one."

"Hahaha..."

The mother looked helplessly at the father and daughter glued together, "well, don't get tired of it. Wash your hands and prepare for dinner."

At that time, the Qin family had not invited a cook, because for her mother, it was her happiest and proudest thing to have three meals a day and make soup for her husband.

After dinner, they would take some time to lead her around the outside path, eat and drink, and then nest on the sofa to watch her favorite cartoons with her.

But now, as like as two peas, they are all sealed with a seal, a smell of mildew and a gray smell, and no longer smell the sweet and the spice of the cake.

Her mother's busy and happy figure can no longer be seen in the kitchen, nor can her father sitting on the sofa staring at her mother's back.

All happiness and beauty have become the clouds of the past.

Mother Qin said, "come back slowly."

But there was no gentle response from his mother. Qin Qian finally couldn't help crying. After coming back for so long, she didn't dare to ask or come because there was only a little softness left in her heart.

But she was so happy and had it, but why did she lose it one by one?

At this moment, Qin Qian is regretful. She regrets very much, really very much.

She thought she wouldn't regret it, and she told herself so, but when she came back here again, everything in the past was like a long film, and all the shots were enlarged and extremely clear.

If you give her another chance, she will accept Qin Xue. She will accompany her mother every day, and then untie her heart knot for her. The family will still live happily.

If she was asked to choose once, she would not stop that day five years ago. She would look straight at him and choose to pass him, but she couldn't.

There is no turning back in life, let alone regret medicine.

That night, Qin Qian didn't leave. Although the water and electricity had been cut off here for a long time, until night fell completely, the huge Qin family was like a haunted house, gloomy and cold.

But Qin Qian, like he didn't know anything, sat on the desk his mother used to do and looked at himself in the mirror, as if she would lie on the bed and stare at her when her mother was dressing up.

And quarrel with her to become beautiful together.

The cell phone in the bag rang again and again. She didn't seem to hear it.

She lowered her head and opened the drawer. The perfume inside was not completely evaporated, and the aroma was still strong. But this familiar smell made her whole people tremble, trembling the perfume out of it, and then sprayed it against the air.

She closed her eyes and sniffed hard. It was her mother's taste. She couldn't help spraying many times, making the whole room full of such aroma. She was satisfied to go back to the window, even if it was already gray.

"I miss you so much, mom..." Qin Qian's voice seemed to be stained with the wet dew at night, and his words were like water vapor, hazy and misty.

Surrounded by his mother's fragrance, Qin Qian relaxed to the extreme. Even if it looked gloomy and terrible here, she slowly fell into a dream.

"Are you in touch?"

Ye Tian shook her head and looked at Chang Chi. "No, she still doesn't answer. Will something happen to her?"

Chang Chi took a puff of smoke. Nicotine calmed him down a lot, and then shook his head. "No, she can survive no matter what difficulties she has for the child. She will never leave the child alone."

Ye Tian nodded approvingly and looked worried, "but why doesn't she answer the phone? Where has a person gone?"