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She didn't look at Yun Hongwei. Listening to the footsteps in the corridor, she quickly turned around. Si Jie came down from above. The woman stood up, changed her coldness and put on a gentle smile, "Si Jie, mom, come here."

Si Jie threw himself into the woman's arms. "Mom, sit down first, and my sister will come down right away."

Ye Er misses her mother. She always thinks about her mother before marriage and whenever she meets difficulties.

I went to ask for help in the hot sun and was driven out. When I was besieged, I thought of my mother.

Dare not waste money to take a taxi, and do not know which bus to take, exhausted walking from platform to platform, thinking of my mother.

Si Jie was ill and had a high fever. It rained cats and dogs in the middle of the night. He also took his brother out to the hospital by taxi. He called his brother's name. His brother didn't answer. When he was anxious to cry, he thought of his mother.

The first time I used gas, the gas stove was very old. I wanted to use a lighter. The flame "roared" and pulled it high. She was so scared that she threw away the lighter and thought of her mother when she hid by the door.

When I dialed my mother's previous mobile phone number again and again, I thought of my mother.

Every time she makes a decision, she thinks about her mother. If her mother is here, will she agree to do so? She did it, didn't she? If mom were here, would there be a better way?

Later, she thought she didn't have a mother. If she did, how could her mother be willing to let her live like this.

Later, she thought that her mother might be more bitter than her, but she was afraid to affect her?

However, standing at the entrance of the stairs and looking at the woman holding Si Jie, years and years have made her no change in the past two years. She is still like a rich lady, an elegant and luxurious rich lady.

Beautiful appearance, luxurious clothing and jewelry, nail polish strict in demands.

She looked at the woman who made her think for a long time. The word "mother" could not be called out.

When she heard Si Jie say that the mother came to divorce her father, she couldn't say it.

Yun Hongwei stood up, looked at ye'er, looked at Zhou Li, and cried soundlessly. He was too distressed to speak. He walked over, held ye'er in his arms and said softly, "ye'er, call mom."

Ye Er turned around and threw himself into Yun Hongwei's arms. "Wow" cried, "Dad! Dad! "

She just kept shouting "Dad."

Si Jie jumped out of Zhou Li's arms, ran over and hugged Ye Er's waist. "Sister, sister, don't cry. You're not happy that I'm sitting there. I won't go. I'll sit with you!"

Zhou Li stood with her bright lipstick on her lips. The distance between her and her leaves made her unable to continue to be elegant and choked.

Ye Er didn't look at Zhou Li, but was buried in Yun Hongwei's arms. His nose and tears flowed on his father's clothes and nodded, "I know, I know."

It's not easy for her to prefer her mother. She hates herself. She hates why she is so narrow, why she is so jealous, and why she can't think. Just live well, just live well.

But even if he was so big, what about Si Jie? How old was Si Jie at that time? At the age of seven, a mother, how can she be willing and rest assured to hand over her seven-year-old son to her 17-year-old daughter?

How can she rest assured that a person can live well without asking what life her children live?

She lives so rich that it's easy to ask?

If you ask, how can you bear to watch her daughter run around day and night and see her daughter desperate again and again? At that time, her daughter was only 17 years old, a girl who knew daily necessities at the age of 17.

She can't imagine what a powerful mother she is.

Ye Er uses tears to vent. She thinks she can cry well. Here are her parents. She is still a child. Why can't she cry? Even if she tore her heart and lungs, she was right.

Finally, after venting, she took Si Jie and sat on a long sofa. Yun Hongwei sat on a short sofa alone. Zhou Li dragged a stool and sat opposite Ye Er. Ye Er looked at Yun Hongwei and asked, "divorce, does Dad agree?"

Yun Hongwei nodded, "well, I agree."

Ye'er touched Si Jie's head. "Then go and go through the formalities tomorrow Monday. Both sides agree. There's nothing to say."

Perhaps children who have experienced such family changes are always extraordinarily precocious. Si Jie doesn't cry like children in all dog blood novels and dog blood TV dramas. He doesn't want his parents to separate. He cries for his father and mother. He listens to his sister's arrangement and nods. It seems that he doesn't give up.

Zhou Li couldn't catch their eyes whether she was looking at ye'er or Si Jie. She knew ye'er was avoiding her.

"Ye'er, I think, how about Si Jie and me, you and dad?"

Ye Er's originally weak body suddenly shook and raised his head. Only then did one side have some empty eyes suddenly brighten and stare at Zhou Yan, "what did you say?"

Yun Hongwei stood up. "What did you say?"

Ye Er walked over, pressed Yun Hongwei into his seat and handed him the tea cup. "Dad, have some water."

Back to his position, "Mom, you're not just asking for divorce, you want custody?"

Zhou Li folded her hands on her knees, very white, and the KODAN on her fingernails was bright and gorgeous. At this time, he grasped his hands nervously, looked at ye'er, and gently licked his lips. "Ye'er, mother knows that in the past two years, I'm sorry for you. I know you've suffered a lot, but you're doing well now. Jiang Zhao's conditions are so good that you won't worry in your life. Mom will rest assured that you are doing well. Si Jie is still young and needs maternal love. Si Jie and I...... "

There was something wrong with Yun Hongwei's face. He stretched out his hand and pressed his chest, but he couldn't speak.

While Ye Er listened to Zhou Li's words and completely ignored her father's reaction. She only felt that her heart line was extremely messy. Someone kept pulling, pulling and making a mess. If she wanted to tear it off again, there was only break, only pain, panting, like asthma. Those grievances in her heart and forbearance were like tears, "Mom, mom."

Ye'er shouted twice. His teeth clenched tightly and his head tilted back. When his small chin burst, tears fell from the arc of his chin.

The cry of great grief and deep pain tore Yun Hongwei's face more and more blue.

Ye Er stretched out her arms and hugged Si Jie tightly. Si Jie shouted, "sister, I won't go. I won't leave you. "

Neier closed his face on Si Jie's head, and all his tears were buried on Si Jie's head. Si Jie missed his mother, but was more afraid of his sister's sadness. At this time, he had to let his sister hold him tightly. He knew that it was his sister's reaction when she lacked a sense of security. He just wanted to grow up quickly and give her a sense of security.