Luo Xinyi dialed the phone number that she remembered clearly, and when the familiar voice on the phone rang, the gloom in her eyes disappeared, leaving only well-behaved and soft: "Mother Yang, I am Xinyi." ”

The person on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment, and then there was a choked surprise: "Xinyi, it's really you, Xinyi." ”

Luo Xinyi's eyes moistened: "It's me, Mother Yang, I'm in Yinhai." ”

It seems that a mother blames her child for her natural reasons: "You have arrived in Yinhai, so why don't you come back soon!"

After so many years, in Yang's mother's heart, is she still her family? Luo Xinyi's tears flowed: "Okay, I'll be back soon." ”

When Luo Xinyi walked on the familiar path, from a distance, she saw Mother Yang waiting for her at the gate of the hospital, this is the figure of the mother who is really waiting for the child to come home......

Luo Xinyi ran almost all the way over, hugging Mother Yang who was still stunned, and the tears of the two people were sprinkled on each other's shoulders...... In those years, they were like real mothers and daughters, giving each other the care and comfort they lacked......

Her husband is often abroad, her son is careless, a woman supports the company, and there are too many unavoidable entertainments, the only thing she can do is to support herself and never fall down in front of others......

Until late one Saturday night, I woke up thirsty in the middle of the night and went downstairs to drink water, and found her lying on the sofa, that night, like a really caring daughter, helped her into the room, one hand for her forehead and one hand to gently support her back, so that she could vomit a little easier, when she drank the warm water that Xinyi brought for her, at that moment, all the grievances and loneliness over the years broke out, and I couldn't help but cry out with Xinyi, how many years, no one brought her a glass of warm water when she was most uncomfortable......

Since that day, every Saturday night, as soon as the door rings, a small figure will run downstairs and hold her who can't stand as soon as she enters the door......

They gradually became real mothers and daughters, and she began to love like a real mother, and when she went on a business trip, she no longer only remembered to buy a gift for her son in a hurry as before, but often took time to choose a small object that a girl liked, or a beautiful dress......

And Xinyi, every time she receives a gift from her, she always secretly wipes her tears, she knows, that's because Xinyi hasn't received a gift from her mother for too long......

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When the tears finally stopped, Yang's mother remembered that the two of them were still standing at the gate of the courtyard, and quickly took their favorite hands into the house......

For dinner, Yang's mother made her favorite lemon duck and corn rib soup and stir-fried cabbage and cheesecake for dessert after dinner......

Mother Yang's hand gradually slowed down, and her voice was very soft: "Xinyi, do you and Xudong still have ...... Coming and going!" she eventually replaced the word "maybe" with "back and forth......

Luo Xinyi's hand shook slightly, and the dish slipped from her fingers......

She reached out to pick up the dish, and after settling down, she reluctantly smiled and replied: "I've seen it a few times, everyone is busy." ”

Mother Yang stopped talking, but the hand in charge of the spoon suddenly increased its strength, and there was only the sound of a spatula stir-frying in the kitchen......

During the Spring Festival last year, Xudong went home alone, and she joked with her son at the time: "Why, I was dumped by my girlfriend!"

But this joke made Xudong's eyes quickly dim, and he only said: "I'll go upstairs to change clothes first", turned around and left......

Xudong's eyes have always been proud and untamed, such gloomy eyes can only be seen when she thinks of someone, but she doesn't dare to ask anything, because she knows that person is the most painful wound in Xudong's heart......

The party that night was boring, she gradually fell asleep on the sofa, and when she woke up, Xudong was no longer around, she turned her head to look and saw her son, wearing a thin sweater, standing in the yard, looking up at the fireworks......

She hurriedly took her coat and walked out, and just put her coat on his shoulders, she heard his low voice: "Mom, you said, is Xinyi also watching fireworks at this time!"

The fireworks bloom beautifully in the night sky, but they are fleeting, so desperately beautiful......

Mother Yang's tears fell, why did these two children who love each other, after every encounter, be ruthlessly pushed in a more and more distant direction by the two hands of fate......

That night, Luo Xinyi returned to his room......

At the beginning of the second semester of the first year of high school, every Saturday afternoon, she sat in the classroom quietly reading, and when the sunset filled the classroom, a sweaty boy would rush into the classroom from the court, shouting: "Luo Xinyi, let's go home." ”

Yes, he no longer said, "Luo Xinyi, come home with me." Because, in his heart, it was also her home, and it was he who asked the nanny to clean up another guest room, and the original one, he told Luo Xinyi: "This is your room." ”

Luo Xinyi finally has a room of her own, so she can sleep peacefully, wake up, and dream cleanly......

Luo Xinyi's hand stroked the pink pig alarm clock at the head of the bed, which Yang Xudong bought for her when she was a freshman in high school, because he said that she was too sleepy, like a little pig. And since the New Year's Day of the first year of high school, I have eaten Luo Xinyi's cooking, and the nanny aunt can take a day off every Sunday, because Yang Xudong wants to eat Luo Xinyi's cooking......

Therefore, the time of her alarm clock was forcibly set at half past seven by Yang Xudong, because he wanted to drink Luo's favorite porridge at eight o'clock......

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Luo Xinyi looked at the alarm clock that until today, the pointer was still at half past seven, her face was full of gentle smiles, she couldn't help but stand up, she seemed to look at Yang Xudong's room......

When she pushed open the door that she had not seen for a long time, she saw the room exactly the same as before, and tears welled up in her eyelashes......

She looked at the two chairs in front of the desk, one was a black desk and chair, and the other was an unmatched pale green dining chair, which Yang Xudong moved up from the dining room downstairs for her homework......

Luo Xinyi was in the haze of tears, as if she saw it again, the little boy who loved to lose his temper was reprimanding the little girl who loved to bite the pen with a straight face: "Why are you in a daze again!" ......

Luo Xinyi walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, her fingertips gently sliding over the five transparent glass jars on the bedside cabinet, which were filled with colorful lucky stars......

She still thought that he had already smashed everything and thrown it away, after all, he was so angry at that time......

This is the October 28th of every year, the eve of his birthday, staying up late to fold his birthday gift, from the first time she gave him in the second year of high school, until after that tragic summer, she can no longer send the lucky star to his hands, in exchange for a smile, or, more extravagant, a hug......

From the beginning of her senior year to the five years she went abroad, every night, she would keep breaking the stars in the dark night, and even the fingertips were bleeding, she didn't even realize it, she just wanted to fold her bitter thoughts about Xudong into the stars, but why, no matter how much she folded, the thoughts did not decrease at all......

Luo Xinyi buried her face deep in Yang Xudong's pillow, and her crying could not be suppressed......