Big brother, let's spell a marriage

Take out the paper towel and pass it to her. Tang Yixin's more calm voice than his peers slowly came out“ I'm sorry... "He seems to care too much.

Tang Mengyao looked at the folded paper towels in front of her and found that her eyes were crying again. Clearly this life has already cried enough, but why can you squeeze out tears in your eyes.

Tang Mengyao took the paper, pressed his anger and wiped it. Then he took a deep breath and said to Tang Yixin, "Yixin, I'm sorry. My sister is in a bad mood. Don't mind. Something did happen that night, but it has been solved. "

"There may be a little conflict between me and Junli, but my sister will deal with it. You... Don't worry about me, okay? Can you give your sister a little time to face it? "

Tang Yixin looked at Tang Mengyao's red eyes and immediately swollen. He felt very uncomfortable. He stretched out his hand and was at a loss.

After struggling for a long time, he finally hugged Tang Mengyao and faintly replied, "OK..." he didn't force her or strengthen her. He just wanted to see his sister happy.

Although this small embrace is so green and astringent, even when she holds it up, she seems to be at a loss, but Tang Mengyao feels warm this morning. At least let her deeply feel that no matter when, around her, there has always been someone silently caring for her.

After crying for a while, Tang Mengyao wiped away her tears and smiled bitterly. "Let's go and take me to the hospital first."

Tang Yixin started the car and drove to the hospital. Tang Mengyao hesitated for a long time and finally walked in.

However, the whole person's heart is so different. She even seemed very nervous. It was the inpatient department on the eighth floor, but she just went up the seventh floor, walked up the stairs and slowly approached the room.

Standing at the door, quietly listening to everything in the room. Han Junli's familiar and faint voice came to his ears.

"Mom, have some porridge!" A short sentence has affected Tang Mengyao's whole heart. He is really here.

Just a few words, but all show his powerlessness. The man who always likes to take a little rebellious tone seems to be able to see how bad his mood is at the moment only from his voice.

Three days, he only gave her three days. He said that this was the most time he could give, but she hoped that the three days could be extended indefinitely. Maybe only when she continues to rise can she find a solution.

"Junli, it's all right. Mom will come by herself." Hu Li's voice also rang. It sounds more energetic than Han Junli.

There seems to be more tenderness in the voice that is somewhat different from usual.

"Have you eaten?" Hu Li took the initiative to ask Han Junli, with a bit of caution, as if she began to take the initiative to reach out to her son for reconciliation.

Tang Mengyao doesn't know what happened to Hu Li that day, but it is said that she was badly hurt. She thought that with Huli's personality, she would be hit hard again this time. She even thought that if she came here today, maybe Huli would have a tantrum with her.

But unexpectedly, she showed an unprecedented tenderness. Is it because she's facing her son?

But if she really treated Han Junli like this, Tang Mengyao thought that Han Junli might not deliberately ignore her anymore.

"You don't look very energetic. Didn't you sleep well yesterday?" Seeing that Han Junli didn't speak, Hu Li asked again.

But Hu Li's words hurt Tang Mengyao again. The self reproach heart entangles itself more. Everything about him seems to have something to do with himself!

If it hadn't happened, I'm afraid he must be excited and happy now. Because of her mother's transformation.

Hu Li has done so many wrong things, but in Han Junli's heart, she has been waiting for his mother to really figure it out.

"Mom, I'm fine. Don't worry." Han Junli slowly replied, in a flat tone, unable to hear too many lonely emotions.

But this is only limited to outsiders. According to Tang Mengyao who really knows him, Han Junli did hide a lot of worries at this moment.

Huli seems to have noticed. He asked him softly, "did you quarrel with... Your girlfriend?"

Hu Li didn't say her name, but she used her girlfriend instead of calling her, which made Tang Mengyao's heart rise to her throat again.

Han Junli at the moment, I'm afraid the last thing he wants to hear is her name!

Han Junli was silent for a long time. Even Tang Mengyao, who stood outside the door and listened to the corner of the wall, seemed particularly dignified and depressed. When Tang Mengyao thought he couldn't answer Hu Li, he replied faintly.

"There seems to be something wrong." It was just such a problem that made him inexplicable and even helpless.

He has explained everything, but why doesn't she understand? They had experienced so much that he didn't believe that she couldn't even understand such a little rich heart in her heart.

Huli seemed worried and heard her voice“ Junli, I know it's really not easy for you to come with her. In my life, how lucky I am to meet someone who really loves each other. "

"Mom used to be persistent and did too many stupid things. This time, I can really see and understand. I know that no matter how much I say, I can't change the mistakes I have made. "

"But I sincerely hope, son, you can insist and protect your hard won feelings. Mom, now, don't fight for anything, don't rob anything. I just want to see you get what you want and live the happiest life. "

Hu Li's voice was slightly hoarse, and her words seemed to be intermittent. However, her every word is so clear.

Every word immersed into Tang Mengyao's heart and moved Han Junli's heart. Looking at Hu Li's eyes, she was a little more moved.

These two days, he obviously felt that his mother had changed a lot and was fooled by such a pervert. He thought that his mother would be unhappy this time. Even got a psychologist for her.

However, the eyes that might have been confused and shocked seemed so soft and calm. Looking at his eyes, there was no dodge and strength. Instead, he showed a deep color of repentance.