Clothes, shoes and socks, books, pens, notebooks...... There weren't many cosmetics, she basically didn't wear much makeup, it was September when school started, and no matter how far north it was, it was only colder earlier, and when it was colder, it was darker, but she still stuffed her late autumn and even winter clothes into boxes, and took everything that could be taken away, and everything that could not be taken away, all left. In the end, the suitcase was a little overwhelmed, so she rearranged and combined the clothes and sundries, but the suitcase still couldn't be closed, so Chen Mofei got up, took two steps into the distance, and then looked back at her suitcase, and found that its grinning mouth was red and green, as if mocking. She was a little angry, so she took a few steps, jumped into bed, and sat down on the top of the suitcase, but she was too light to let the suitcase fall in.

She was sitting when the door opened, and her mother didn't knock. Broke into her room like a master straightforwardly, with no expression on her face, but fortunately she also grabbed a face, this face-to-face game, they should have played a draw with the general. Her mother didn't close the door, but it was silent outside, and she didn't know if her father had deliberately hid out or if he wasn't at home in the first place. The room was so quiet inside and out, she could hear her own heartbeat, she could hear her mother's breathing, pumping and inhaling, very slowly, deliberately slow.

She couldn't help but bow her head, feeling something ridiculous. Now that it's all like this, what else is there to say?

She was tempted to ask.

Her mother came to send her tuition, a bank card, saying that the money was in this card, and the living expenses were not enough to call home to ask for it.

She snorted. The mother continued, "But don't waste it. ”

She didn't look up, still letting out a "hmm" from her throat. They hadn't spoken for two months, and one night she heard her mother crying. But she didn't cry, she felt that she was much tougher than her mother. Today, many years later, she finally understands that she may not be called tough, or she may be next to willfulness, but time is gone, and those days that can make her willful are once regarded as purgatory.

Mother was still standing quietly, and she must have had much more to say to her. But Chen Mofei didn't want to give his mother this opportunity. Didn't you say what you wanted to say in another way, or scolding it? When you pronounced those words, you should have thought that there would be a day between us.

She knew she was punishing, and she didn't know at the time that ------ what you could punish could be someone who loved you forever. Otherwise, no one else will be cold to this silent weapon.

There was a long silence between the two men, until finally it was the mother who took the lead in sighing. It was a lamentation similar to actively begging for a solution, but Chen Mofei had no intention of accepting her solution. After waiting for a while, my mother saw that she was still silent, so she turned her face to the window, there were mottled shadows of trees outside the window, and the autumn wind passed through the small window, and the window was quiet, as if the world was empty.

Chen Mofei raised his head and found that his mother's face was ashen. Like the fields in the last autumn, large areas are barren and decadent. After a long time, my mother said quietly: I hope you will never understand me.

She frowned, she really didn't understand her mother's words. The mother turned to look at her daughter, and saw her doubts, so she said to her, "If you understand me one day, you must have tasted the true bitterness of the years." So, I really hope that you will never understand me, and I don't want any of my words to be true to you. I don't want to say a word.

After speaking, without waiting for her to react, her mother's slender figure disappeared at the door, only the sound of her mother's gentle footsteps, rustling, like the sound of rain. However, in a moment's trance, she immediately turned around.

Hate is a career, and she won't end it easily. She didn't start the war with her mother, it was her mother who ignited her hatred, so what is it to come out like this now? She sneered, she didn't inform her parents when she left, she came to the school in advance to report, and her father's phone chased her to the school and asked her if everything was okay.

She smiled exaggeratedly, said okay, and left there feeling that her breath was free.

Chen Mofei retracted his thoughts, thinking about life is really ridiculous. What is it that is burying and dying in this city that made her feel free to breathe at the beginning? She stood up, the night outside was like water, the weather in the city in the middle of winter was dark, there was not a single star in the sky, and the lights in the distance stretched out to where she could not see, as if everything was very far away from her.

At this point, she felt that life was like a dream, and the most important thing was that she was still a nightmare. Moreover, people are often in nightmares and often have difficulty waking up. When she left her without saying a word, she had countless nightmares, and every time she woke up in the nightmares, those dreams were so terrible that she still remembered the details vividly. But people are sometimes so weird, knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, they prefer to go to the tiger mountains. That person had obviously caused her a lot of harm, but she didn't change her original intention. Until now this result.

She couldn't sleep anymore, and the nights were so long. She suddenly thought of the past, suddenly thought of her current situation, suddenly thought of Chen Qiaolai, and suddenly remembered that her son didn't know where he was now, and whether he had been poisoned. In a huge world, it is not easy to make a person disappear, but it is not necessarily difficult to make a person disappear out of thin air. She misses her son, who is the few relatives she has left in this world, who else is she?

She may be the only one left. However, fate is so cruel, and now he has taken away the only one she has.

Retribution?

Maybe it's really retribution.

If sincere repentance can turn things around, she will not hesitate to kneel in front of her mother and confess.

As for Chen Qiao...... She didn't want to think about him. He had just left, not without warning before he left, and she had hesitated to leave him before he left. However, what kind of reason will she keep him? People can't be so thick-skinned, her life actually has nothing to do with Chen Qiao. Man is a living creature that is born and dies. It's better than that. She only hated herself for waking up too late.

Man is a creature of himself, and who else are you? At least, it's her Chen Mofei who doesn't have that fate, and there are those people who are reckless, reckless, and unprincipled for her to rely on. She didn't.

She hid herself in the couch, which was soft, and she was a little lump in the couch, and the light was on overhead, as if she hadn't eaten much all day, and she wanted to do something for herself, but she kept thinking about it, and after all, she didn't do anything.

Until she squinted slightly, but it was only for a moment, she suddenly woke up again. She heard the baby's cry, it was the cry of a real baby, and she swore to God that it was not a dream, nor was it an auditory hallucination, she just heard the baby's cry, and the sound tore at her heart and tore out her tears like that.

Her whole person bounced up from the sofa like a small cannonball, and then shot straight into the two bedrooms, then the kitchen and bathroom, but all the places were still so empty, she didn't find anything, but Chen Mofei was not reconciled, she didn't even have a coat, and rushed straight out of the door, she was in the empty corridor with her slippers, the corridor was so empty, no one was there, no baby, and no baby's cry.

Nothing.

She looked around blankly, feeling that the night was really long, and she didn't know when it would dawn, but what could she do when it was really bright? What was the point of what she did? Child, child, what else did she have? The child was her hope, someone took away her hope, how ruthless this person was, this person wanted her life, and did not take her life directly, she wanted her life to pass through water, fire, knife, oil, and a thousand knives in this earthly world. This must be a big enmity with her.

Except for Kang Ruoran, there is no one else. However, she can't do anything to Kang Ruoran, let alone that Kang Ruoran is far away on the other side of the ocean now, even if Kang Ruoran is by her side now, without evidence, she doesn't dare, let alone do anything to her.

She went back to the room in despair, and then maintained a position for I don't know how long, the sun shone into her little snail dwelling, she found that there was still a pack of cigarettes left by Chen Qiao on the coffee table, so she took out one from it, lit it, and after smoking that one, she smoked another one, until she almost vomited herself, and the cigarette was only an empty box. She told herself to cheer up, the child is waiting for you to save it. But how to save him, how to rescue him? She was sometimes afraid, so afraid that her whole body trembled like chaff, like a fallen leaf whirling in the wind. Maybe this is the best ending, and what is even more tragic is that her son was sold to some beggar group, and I heard that those who are engaged in that business are ruthless, and will take off one of the children's legs they bought, or cut out one of their eyes, in short, do everything possible to make them deformed, and then release them to win sympathy and ask for money, until they are no longer useful.

Her heart trembled. At this moment, the phone rang again. When she saw it, it was the intermediary, and the fat woman of the intermediary asked tentatively on the phone, saying, the little couple who bought the house said, saying that as long as you drop two more points, the other party can pay in full, otherwise it will take a few months to get the loan down, and I don't know if you can wait.

I can't wait.

Chen Mofei almost blurted out.

Yes, she can't wait. She didn't want to wait any longer. She's been waiting for so many years, and maybe waiting for itself is a big mistake. So she can't wait for a day now.

I let.

She said to the other party categorically.