"Thank you, Xiaowei...... Thank you for showing up, thank you for the happiness you brought to my mother, and thank you for the warm mother-child love you experienced in the difficult situation that I couldn't bear after Zhi'er left.

Also, thank you for your love for Zhi'er. ”

The car drove out of the community around the corner, and Mo Yu's figure disappeared into the woman's tearful eyes, and finally turned into a stream of longing in her heart, which became a concern that no one wanted to say.

The same feeling is also in Mo Wei's heart, the two of them didn't mention it when they parted, and they didn't grieve much, but they were just speechless stuck in their throats, and they were all silent.

This is because the existence of this kind of mother-child relationship is based on the grief of losing a loved one, which is both joy and sorrow, but behind the joy is more the grief of the deceased.

So in the end, both of them chose to treasure this love in their hearts and kept their mouths shut and were reluctant to say it.

It was precisely because of this preciousness that the woman originally wanted to take out all she had before leaving, and give Mo Wei more materials to maximize his fulfillment, but his reluctant words canceled the thought in her heart.

Just like this house, this is the woman's last forbearance, a gift that cannot be refused.

All these actions are the woman's deep recognition of Mo Wei in her heart, and she really regards him as her own child in her heart, and does not give a lot of money, but something more precious than money.

Mo Wei's refusal surprised the woman and at the same time knew in her heart, because she knew that this was the most attractive shining point of Mo Wei, otherwise she would not have been favored by her daughter and herself, or she would not have become a family along the way!

After standing for a long time, Mo Wei sighed, the woman's departure has become a fact, the journey of the national tour is too long, Mo Wei does not know when he will be able to meet her again, where he looks far away, the thick reluctance is also with the woman's distance, and there is only concern left in his heart, which will not be resolved for a long time.

"I wish you good health and SF all the way...... My mom!"

The door slowly closed, and when Mo Wei turned around, the blessing in his heart drifted into the distance like a spring breeze along the crack in the door, turning into a rustling sound and slipping away.

The huge room, cold and silent, Mo Wei stayed here for one night, and disappeared here the next day.

The night was sleepless, as if heavy thoughts crept up into one's heart, disturbing people's sweet dreams.

Throughout the night, the retro-like table lamps lit up tirelessly with a slightly yellowish light, and the patterned curtains reflected the inky figures.

In the pink bedroom, a human-sized pink stuffed bear crawls on its knees beside the bed, as if curled up and weeping because of the loss of its owner's favor.

Mo Wei sat on the bed and flipped through the diary that Mei Zhi had written, the fragrance that permeated the room made Mo Wei seem to feel that Mei Zhi's breath was still there, he looked at his side from time to time, as if the owner of the breath was asleep, accompanied by him, so that Mo Zhi's heart sank in a daze, and a trace of indescribable warmth rose.

The thick diary is full of handwriting, recording every day from primary school to the eve of her death, from the memory to the time she grows up, and the weather conditions in it are clearly marked every day.

"On June 1st, the weather was light and rainy, I was 12 years old this year, and it was another Children's Day, and my mother and father were the same as last year, busy with work, and had no time to pay attention to me, I was very sad, and I was drenched in rain. ”

......

"On September 1st, the weather was hot, I was 16 years old this year, on the first day of secondary school admission, my table mate was a very interesting boy, his name was Mo Wei, I was very happy on this day. ”

......

"On March 6th, the spring was bright, I was 17 years old this year, and I broke my foot in physical education class today, and I couldn't walk in pain, but I was also happy, because my table mate personally cooked for me at noon, and he took care of me for a day.

I...... It seems that I gradually like him, but ...... I'm embarrassed to say that I don't know him...... Like me or not, it doesn't matter, I'm happy on this day anyway. ”

......

"On May 12th, it turned cloudy and rainy, I am 18 years old this year, and I am no longer a sister-in-law, but the price of this growth ...... It hurts so much, I lost my dad today, my dad is gone, he completely left me and my mom, I am desperate......"

......

"On May 19th, the weather was slightly hot, and this day was the seventh day that my father left me and my mother, and I couldn't bear my father's departure, I was very sad.

On this day, when I returned to campus, I was sick, and my heart didn't seem to hurt so much...... Because of a boy.

The boy brought me hot water from the classroom office for me to take medicine and comforted me that I was in a much better mood and that I would be better that night.

He was very special, and I suddenly felt that Mo Wei was a gift from my father after leaving, and in short, I liked him more and more, as if I couldn't lose him......"

......

"On March 3rd, the weather was slightly warm, I was 19 years old this year, and today was the first day of my internship, and it was also a day of despair, I couldn't find him....... He was gone, and I felt like I had been gouged out, and it hurt so much, I was confused......."

......

"On March 30th, the weather was slightly warm, but my heart was cold, I quit the internship assigned by the school, I couldn't control myself for a long time, in the past 20 days, I hardly ate or drank every day, and began to fall in love with drinking, the bitter and spicy taste entered my throat, I seemed to have delusions, I felt that I was not so painful. ”

......

At the moment when the notebook was closed, Mo Wei's eyes were already red, tears seeped into his clothes, moistening his heart, and he suddenly felt as if he had sunk into an ice cave, and the sudden cold feeling was almost tearing his heart.

When he went through all of Mei Zhi's diaries, he found something that made him unable to forgive himself, it turned out that it was because of his own departure that caused Mei Zhi's death, which made him fear and breed great resentment in his heart until it drowned him.

"It turned out to be me...... It's all me...... It's all my ......."

Mo Yu grabbed his heart, silent tears poured out, at this moment, when his thoughts were confused, he found that he was a disaster star, and deep complaints drowned him like a tide, Mo Yu recalled that kind figure, at this moment, he sprouted an illusion, which made him indirectly think that until now, all the people who appear in his life have either died because of their own existence, or they are suffering because of their own existence.

"Ah....... Ah......h

He roared and kept beating himself, because only in this way did Mo Wei feel better.

Mei Zhi's departure, the pain that was like a fragment of the whole body, he could bear it, but he couldn't bear this kind of resentment that he had made a mistake and exacerbated her life that would not have died so soon.

"How can I love her like this? ridiculous self...... Ridiculous life!"

He seemed to laugh and laughed, and a deep mockery appeared on his crying face.