Han Xue calmly handled her mother's funeral, as if she was dealing with an ordinary matter. No one else can understand her, obviously her mother cried so sadly when she didn't leave, but now she is so calm, this is too unreasonable. But no one asked her, and although she looked calm, her body was full of signs that no one should approach, so no one spoke to her. No one cares, everyone is just strangers anyway.

In Han Xuewei's heart, since her mother is gone, who will she cry to? People who care about you will feel distressed when they see your tears, people who don't love you will be happy to see you, and people who don't know you will comfort you when they see it, but what is the use of that? What can it change? Sometimes tears can bring people closer, but sometimes tears will only make you more and more painful! Why bother? Even if you can't help but want to cry, it shouldn't be in front of others.

In Han Xuewei's cognition, they have no relatives. There are only a few colleagues of my mother. She didn't understand anything and hadn't experienced it. So it was the social worker who helped her deal with it.

In three days, Han Xuewei put her mother in place, and when she returned home, she felt that her whole body had been hollowed out. As if abandoned by the whole world, she dragged her tired body to her mother's room, collapsed on her mother's bed, smelled her mother's smell, wrapped her body in a quilt, and still cried.

I really can't bear it, my mother said to be strong, but I still want to cry and miss my mother. She was woken up by the doorbell, I don't know who it was, she kept pressing, I didn't want to pay attention to it, but it seemed that she wouldn't stop until she opened the door, and it kept ringing. It really can't, so Han Xuewei can only get up and drive.

Outside the door was Moss, and the moment she saw him, Han Xue was slightly blind, not knowing how he came. Just stared at him blankly. Moss saw her so embarrassed, her eyes were swollen, and her whole person was so thin that she seemed to be deflated: "What's wrong? Why did you make yourself like this, Auntie? Didn't you eat? Didn't you sleep?......

Han Xuewei just watched his mouth keep moving, moving all the time. Suddenly, she burst into tears...... Woowoowoo......"

Moss panicked, why did he cry, "What happened? Tell me okay? Is it because of Gong Peng's family? I thought you didn't go, you didn't care." Otherwise, I'll go back and help him, I'll find a way to help him, don't cry, okay, Auntie just left you alone at home? Don't cry!"

Han Xuewei seemed to have collapsed the barrier that she had pretended to be strong for so many days, and she couldn't control herself anymore, she just wanted to cry loudly.

"What do you want me to do so that you don't cry? I didn't answer your phone call, I thought you were going back to your city, but you never went back, I'll help Gong Peng, don't cry, okay? I'll help you what you want to do, don't cry!"

Han Xuewei still ignored him, still crying all the time. Moss really had no choice but to pull her into his arms, hold her like this, and let her cry.

It was almost half an hour later that Han Xuewei stopped crying. "Mom is gone, Mom is gone, I'm the only one left, it's me who hurt Mom. It's me! If it weren't for my impulsiveness, my mother would still be by my side. Moss, what should I do, my heart is dying!"

Moss didn't expect such a big thing to happen, he didn't know how to comfort her, he couldn't speak, he felt that any language was too pale. No amount of talk can make up for the hole in her heart. can only hold her, let her feel his existence, let her know that she is not alone, she still has him.

Han Xue was slightly tired of crying and slept in his arms, he gently carried her to the bed, carefully all the way, as if he was afraid that one would accidentally wake her up. After putting her on the bed and covering her with the quilt, he went to the kitchen. The food in the refrigerator was all bad, which meant that she hadn't eaten properly for a few days, and in an instant Moss's heart throbbed again. He can't bear this pain for her, and when the mother who loves her is gone, he can only love her more and make her not so sad. Moss took the keys and went out.

Han Xuewei didn't know how long she had been sleeping, she really wanted to sleep like this all the time, she overspent her body too much in a few days. But she felt someone gently pat herself, and when she opened her eyes, she saw a white shirt, a well-defined face, and she was stunned at the sight of this face! The sun was shining on his back, and he was like an angel at the moment. Was it sent by my mother? My mother still couldn't bear it.

Moss gently stroked her face, "Get up and eat something and go to sleep, okay?" "Moss already knew what was going on with her while she was sleeping. He felt sorry for her and also made a note of Gong Peng. They shouldn't be together, which strengthened his heart to dig into the wall?Han Xue came back to her senses slightly, and she recognized it as Moss.

"Okay!" Han Xuewei also knew that she really couldn't skip eating, her life was saved by her mother, not for herself, but for her mother. Thinking of her mother's dying words, Han Xuewei also had to cheer up. In order to make the heavenly mother more rest. That's all I can do now.

When I came to the table, I saw that it was full of light food, and it seemed to be selling very well, "Did you make all this?"

"yes! I know you haven't eaten in days, so it's all light. You can't dislike it!" After speaking, he looked at Han Xuewei carefully, because he knew that in fact, her taste was quite heavy, although it was for her physical consideration, but he didn't know if it was suitable for her taste. It was the first time I cooked for a woman, and I used to want to eat the taste of China when I was abroad, and I tried to make it myself. It's a strange feeling, I may have just been interested in her at first, but now I know that I don't just like her anymore. That's why I feel so sorry for her. I always feel that I don't give her enough, and I always want to give her more.

Han Xuewei inadvertently looked up and saw Moss's distressed eyes, Han Xuewei's heart was still warmed, thinking that her mother was gone and she was the only one left, but now there are still people who care about her, and this feeling makes her very attached. So she lowered her head and whispered "Thank you!" and she was afraid that Moss would see the tears rolling in her eyes, and she lowered her head and gulped down.

Moss knew that she was very fragile now, so he didn't say anything and just ate with her. It's a silent comfort, and companionship is more deeply rooted than more verbal comfort.