My mother's name is Diana, and you can also tell from the name that my mother is very foreign, generous and decent, with a small dimple at the corner of her mouth when she smiles, wearing a small shirt worn in the 90s, carrying a small bag, and a pair of gray wide-leg pants.

This is what my mom and dad were dressed up in when they came out of the Civil Affairs Bureau.

The breeze was not dry that day, my mother touched my head in the sun, and she said, "Xiaozhu, you will be an adult in the future, you must take care of yourself." ”

I don't want her to go, she's my mother, even if the bones are broken and the tendons are still connected, how can I be willing to let her go?

But I remember deeply that a month before their divorce, they quarreled every day, with hideous faces, and never shied away from me.

When I was seven or eight years old, I remember, but I can't remember what they had to say.

I didn't want her to be sad, and that day I said with tears in my eyes, "Mom, I'll wait for you to come back." ”

Sitting in the café, I generously ordered her a latte and a few snacks, and ordered the same cup of coffee for my "generosity", which cost 600 yuan.

She stirred the coffee with a spoon, and the spoon and mug collided and made a pleasant tinkling sound.

The clothes she wears are Armani's clothes, generous and decent, and her temperament is extraordinary, my mother and I are completely different, she has big double eyelids, and she is very beautiful. The delicate makeup on her face looked rich and noble, and no one could tell that she and I were mother and daughter.

"I heard that Xia Guoming had a cancer operation a year ago and spent a lot of money. ”

"Nope. I flatly denied it, "It's a matter of course to spend money on my dad's treatment." ”

She was silent, but I was uneasy.

"I heard that you didn't make up a penny of the surname Chang. ”

I really wanted to lie, I was afraid that my mother would look down on me, so I didn't say anything, and I humbly lowered my head and didn't dare to look at her.

Suddenly, the back of my hand touched a warm palm, which was the temperature that belonged to my mother, and she looked at me with pity, "Child, you have suffered. ”

"Mom. ”

Although my mother doesn't have much memory in my memory, my mother is always a mother, and in front of her, all my strength has fallen short, and tears fell involuntarily.

She sighed, held a card in her red fingers, and pushed it in front of me, "There are hundreds of thousands in this card, you take it to pay off the debt." ”

I shook my head again and again, "I can't ask for it, I haven't honored my mother, how can I ask for my mother's money?"

She said gently, "Child, I have a better life than you, and I can still take out hundreds of thousands, so I should still owe you so many years." ”

I heard from a neighbor that she married a rich man in the second year after her divorce from my father, and the rich man's wife died in childbirth when she gave birth, and the man's child was only one year older than me, and my mother married someone else as a stepmother.

Another year later, I heard that my mom had given birth to a son to that man, and that life was ten times better than with my dad.

Count, my half-brother should be almost an adult.

"Then I can't ask for it, I have money now, and I won't worry about that money. What I'm saying is true. ”

I accentuated my tone, afraid that she wouldn't believe me.

No matter what tone I spoke, she didn't seem to believe what I was saying.

Her eyes tell me.

She didn't dwell on the question, and looked at the Cartier watch on her wrist, "It's not early today, I'm going back, see you later." ”

When is the next goodbye?