Neighborhood lover: Come to my bowl!

Yunzhuran feels funny. I wanted to explain to her what is "how can others snore on the side of the bed". I thought about it or forget it. Luo Qianyu was still spitting there.

"I'll tell you, the Dragon moon just doesn't have a good heart. It's going to die. If you dare to make such a mistake, you can simply go to the hospital, point to her nose and say, there's no way. If you want to die, die quickly. Don't scare people, come straight. You..."

As he spoke, his voice rose again. The child in bed was awakened again and cried.

Luo Qianyu hurried to hold the child again.

"Oh, oh, Yinuo, don't cry. It's mom's bad. Mom's bothering you. Yinuo, be good, don't cry."

Luo Qianyu put his face on the child's face. As soon as his mother's warmth arrived, the child stopped crying and smiled.

The child smiled, and Luo Qianyu also laughed.

"That's good. Yinuo, we should grow up healthily and wait for godmother to have a little sister. When you grow up, you must catch up with your little sister. We are the son-in-law of Mu's family."

"Ah, tell him this when the child is so young. Your plan is really long-term." Yun ZhuRan couldn't help teasing her best friend.

"Of course, it's called a long-term plan. If you have a daughter, those who come to your house to ask for relatives have to break the threshold. I'm trying to establish a sense of competition for Yinuo."

Luo Qianyu touched the tip of the child's nose again, and the child smiled.

Luo Qianyu turned back to Yun ZhuRan and said, "yes, it's still your business. I don't care what you think. Anyway, if it's on me, don't say she's going to die. Even if she dies in front of me, I won't promise. Of course. The Feng Yeqi of our family doesn't have the charm of Mu always. I also know that except for me, a fool, which woman will die and live for him."

Yun ZhuRan nodded. She didn't think Luo Qianyu was right, but nodded casually. Let Luo Qianyu think she listened.

She still hasn't made a decision in her heart.

At noon, yunzhuran didn't go home. She ate hastily in the fast food restaurant outside. In the afternoon, she went to the cemetery.

She suddenly wanted to see her mother.

Everything is going well except the weather. I don't know what's going on. The weather is getting worse again. I thought it was a fine day in the morning. Now the wind is blowing again. Winter is very dry. There is a lot of dust on the ground of the cemetery. As soon as the wind is strong, it comes to my face and beats on my face. Yunzhuran couldn't help raising her hand and rubbing her eyes. The result was not better, and a lot of tears came out.

"Squint again." Yun ZhuRan walks forward with self talk. Soon I came to my mother's tombstone. When her eyes touched the picture of her mother on the tombstone. Tears can no longer be controlled.

Now, it's not because of squinting. But really cried.

In a flash, my mother left for half a year. The picture of my mother on the tombstone was ten years ago. At that time, my mother was still very beautiful, young, energetic and radiant. Compared with the haggard mother who had been in a coma for several years, it was just two people.

Illness is a terrible thing. Because yunzhuran studies medicine, she has a deeper understanding. In a place like a hospital, life and death are performed every day. Those people who are terminally ill are not dying of disease.

The so-called optimistic attitude is just to comfort yourself.

There is only one life, and when this only life is facing loss, the unspeakable great fear will come down like a mountain.

Can't resist, can't dodge, can only helplessly watch yourself crushed.

Everyone is the same. Everyone is afraid of death.

"Mom, I came to see you."

Yun ZhuRan squats in front of the tombstone and touches the photos on the tombstone and the names under the tombstone in turn.

"Mom, I'm really an unfilial daughter. My life is not a failure, but it's far from a success. Mom, I didn't find that man before you died. I knelt on the ground and begged them. They are also stone hearted and have no room for negotiation. Mom, I'm really incompetent."

Yunzhuran's head was deeply lowered. Sobbing in a low voice.

She suddenly felt a cold in her neck. When she touched it with her hand, she found that it was snowing. There is a thin ice residue in the palm of the hand, which melts slowly when caught in the hand.

Raise your head, raise your face, snowflakes fall on your face.

It's cold, it's cold.

Tears are still flowing. I can't help it.

"Mom, I'm sorry I came in a hurry and didn't bring anything. Will you be angry?"

After asking this question, Yun ZhuRan smiled. She knew that her mother would not be unhappy. Mother loves her daughter most. Mother won't be angry even if she doesn't bring anything.

Time is a strange thing.

As the days passed, yunzhuran began to lose sight of her mother in her dream. Especially her mother's face, no matter how hard yunzhuran tries, she just can't see clearly.

Gradually, the memory of my mother became blurred.

Is it because yunzhuran doesn't miss her mother? no Yun ZhuRan knows, absolutely not. She misses her mother all the time. But mom will never come back.

No matter how unforgettable thoughts are, they can't offset the passage of time.

Suddenly, yunzhuran smelled a fragrance, like chrysanthemum.

She sprang to her feet and turned. In her heart stood a man she would never want to see.

"Clouds sway the wind." She said the name contemptuously, and the corners of her mouth slowly turned up, showing disdain and contempt.

The man standing in front of her is the cloud and the wind. In terms of blood relationship, this man is Yun ZhuRan's father. Yundangfeng is wearing a suit and shoes, holding a blue umbrella in his left hand and a bunch of chrysanthemums in his right hand. The man bowed his head and walked forward silently. When he came to the tombstone, he put aside his umbrella, put down the chrysanthemum, and folded his hands against the tombstone.

"Lin Jing, I'm sorry. I just came to see you now. I, I suddenly feel that spring is coming. You like spring so much. I... I don't know what I'm talking about. I brought flowers. Do you like it?"

"Take it!"

This was not said by Lin Jing in the tomb, but by Yun ZhuRan, who stood in front of the tombstone like him.

Yun Dang Feng, as if he hadn't heard it, was still talking to the photos on the tombstone.

"It's been more than half a year. In fact, I often think of you. I..."

"Shut up!"

Yunzhuran walks to yundangfeng and scolds him in a low voice.

Yundangfeng was finally angry. He turned his face and stared at yunzhuran.

"I'm your father! Don't talk to me like that!"

"You're my father. Did you just remember?"

Yunzhuran kicks the chrysanthemum brought by yundangfeng away from the tombstone.

This extreme move also made yundangfeng completely angry. He raised his hand and wanted to fight yunzhuran. As a result, yunzhuran also stretched out his hand and grabbed yundangfeng's wrist. Pressed his hand down.

"Yun Dangfeng, do you want to hit me? What qualifications do you have to hit me? I'm your daughter. Yes, but it's just blood relationship. What else have you given me?"

The cloud Dang wind was leaping by the green veins on his angry forehead, and his voice became trembling with anger.

"How can you talk to me like that? I'm your mother's lover. I..."