Mr.President, don't be too bad

"I know this is God's punishment for me, but I still hope to see you again before I leave the world."

"If you don't want to see me, I don't blame you. I just hope you will be a good mother in the future. "

"Finally, mother wants to say, my daughter, happy birthday!"

Yan Xiao read the SMS on her mobile phone word by word.

No, she must have lied to me.

She wants me to see her and ask me to forgive her.

This must be her way to get forgiveness.

Yan smiled and looked down when he saw "happy birthday, my daughter!" A few words, the moisture in my eyes can no longer help.

The rolling tears blurred her sight in an instant.

When Yu Han came out of the bathroom, he saw her crying eyes pouring.

"What's the matter?" Yu Han was startled.

I was fine when I came back with him just now. Why did I cry in a twinkling of an eye?

Is it regret?

Yu Han was wondering, but Yan Xiao stretched out his hand and hugged him.

"Yu Han!"

After shouting these two words, Yan Xiao began to cry, as if to cry out all the grievances she had suffered for so many years.

When her mother left, she cried like this, but her father told her: even if you cry to death, she won't come back.

From then on, she seldom cried again.

Because no one loves crying.

But now, with Yu Han and his proposal today, she suddenly had to rely on her. She suddenly felt special grievance and wanted to cry.

"Darling, don't cry first. Tell me what happened first, will you?" Yu Han hugged her and coaxed her softly.

"Sobbing, she... Is dying..." Yan smiled and cried, vaguely.

Yu Han was surprised: "who, who is going to die?"

"She... Sobbing..." Yan Xiao couldn't say clearly, so he stretched out his hand to touch the rope and wanted to get his cell phone.

She hasn't forgiven the mother who abandoned her. How did she get cancer.

Yu Han hurriedly stuffed the mobile phone into her hand, but found Yan Xiao stuffed it back again.

Yu Han understood and immediately went to see the content on his mobile phone. After reading it, he was stunned.

Is this Yan Xiao's biological mother?

"Why..." Yan smiled and asked with tears.

"Cry, just cry." Yu Han lost his cell phone, stretched out his arms, gently hugged her in front of his chest - and coaxed her like a child.

The so-called hate deep, love cut.

If you hate a person, it only shows that you care about him.

After all, no one will waste their energy hating a passer-by.

He remembered that Yan Xiao's mother had made a phone call the night he and Yan Xiao first met.

Yan Xiao was also touched by the phone. Only when she was in a bad mood did she drink wine, and they had later things.

That night, she drank wine and said to him lightly that when her mother left after her father was injured, he already knew that she still loved her mother deeply.

Only her love, but because of self-esteem, because of the torture and unwillingness of life, was turned into hate.

But hate and love are not worth life and death.

Now, her mother is seriously ill. She wants to cry because she can't bear the torture of inner hatred and love.

Yan Xiao cried for a long time, until her head was numb at last, and then she slowly stopped.

Then she picked up her cell phone and read the message again. She cried again.

Yu Han washed the towel, took it and wiped her face, "don't cry, go to sleep. If you're worried, call back tomorrow and ask. "