Dear Mr. Shi

A week later, she began to miss her time to protect herself from the cold again, but this time she will no longer live like a walking dead as before. She will still curse from time to time to protect herself from the cold, but it is a sweet curse.

Because the baby is getting older, she is more and more able to sense the responsibility of a mother next to her.

She really thanked the baby for coming at this time.

Without him, she really didn't know if she could survive the days of being separated from Shi Yuhan.

On this day, when Song Qinghuan was about to do maternity exercises, he received a call from an unfamiliar number.

She put the phone to her ear and said softly, "Hey, who?"

"Qing Huan." The person on the other end made a soft voice, as if he was depressed in the room.

"Li Wei, it's you!" Song Qing was delighted, and then said: "Where are you? I know you are not dead. When I asked Yuhan you were there. He said that you left by yourself, why didn't you come to me? "

Li Wei paused and was silent for a few seconds. "Qinghuan, I'm having a good time, thank you for your concern."

Song Qinghuan curled her lips and smiled and said, "It's fine, the past is over, and the future is the most important thing.

"Yeah!" Li Wei smiled softly, and then said softly: "Qinghuan, I...actually lied to you, I think you should know too, your brother and I...I'm sorry, Qinghuan!"

Song Qinghuan said embarrassedly, "Li Wei, don't say that. Didn't I contact you with a bad mentality at first?"

Li Wei chuckled, "Perhaps when you first came into contact with me, you wanted to use me, but when you get to the back, I know you treat me sincerely."

Song Qinghuan smiled: "Li Wei, you are also very good to me."

Li Wei asked nervously, "Then you, do you still treat me as a friend?"

"Of course, you are my friend and always have been." Song Qinghuan said firmly.

Li smiled and was very happy: "Thank you, Qinghuan, and wish you happiness."

This is the first friend who treats her sincerely after she lived so old, she will remember it forever.

After hanging up, Li Wei smiled and looked ahead, feeling that the world was beautiful.

She walked quickly and walked to a middle-aged woman, holding her hand: "Mom, it's about to board the plane, let's go!"

After receiving this inexplicable call from Li Wei, Song Qinghuan was thinking about calling Li Wei back in the evening.

But I didn't expect that the phone number Li Wei called was empty.

Song Qinghuan once again lost contact with Li Wei, and didn't know where she was at all. How is your life now?

Until more than a month later, it was late at night when Song Qinghuan was woken up by the phone, and the same Mosheng number called.

This call was made by Li Wei. Her voice was exhausted and she called her name: "Qinghuan!"

"Li Wei, what's the matter with you?" Song Qinghuan was stunned and woke up in an instant, asking worriedly.

She sobbed softly, her voice trembling: "I can't hold it anymore, mother she...I can't hold it anymore, I really can't hold it anymore, Qing Huan..."

"What's wrong, what happened?" Song Qinghuan asked anxiously, "What's wrong with your mother?"

But Li Wei didn't say anything, just on the other end of the phone, crying.

She should be very sad, she should really want to cry heartbreakingly, but she was depressed, biting her lip, trying to keep herself from making any noise.