Yang Tian's heart was suddenly, and he couldn't imagine that Wushuang's mother actually walked like this. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

At that time, Wushuang was five years old, which was really pitiful, and Yang Tian even thought about what would happen to him if his mother left when he was five years old? Don't say five years old, even if my mother suddenly dies now, it is estimated that he will cry to death.

Yang Tian pushed himself and others, and said sorry.

Nie Wushuang didn't feel much sadness, and smiled: "It's okay, it's all in the past, I don't feel much sadness when I mention it now...... Hee-hee, you don't think I'm lacking in humanity, do you? ”

Yang Tian shook his head: "How come?" After all, you have a very weak impression of your mother...... I can understand that, too. ”

Wushuang nodded, sighed and said, "Actually, speaking of my mother, although I love her, I think she is a coward. ”

"Coward? How do you think that? Yang Tian was a little surprised.

"Because of my illness, my mother ruthlessly left my father and left me, so I said that she was an out-and-out coward...... If I were her, I wouldn't have lost hope and wouldn't be so cruel......"

Yang Tian was surprised, thought about it and asked, "Then ...... What disease does your mother have? Is it painful all the time? ”

Wushuang shook his head: "I don't know...... It shouldn't be easy to think about, but my mother's hospital diagnosis was neuromuscular atrophy...... My dad said it was a disease caused when she was pregnant with me, but in fact, I knew it had something to do with heredity...... At that time, my mother couldn't stand the facial deformity and the severe pain in her shoulders and arms, so she committed suicide by cutting her wrists...... If I want to say that it is not painful, I don't believe ......"

Wushuang said, finally showing sadness, she thought for a while and said, "Actually, my father is quite worried that my mother's illness will be passed on to me...... Because neuromuscular atrophy is often inherited from the maternal line, monogenic ...... However, I have had a genetic test every year, and I have not found any signs of genetic abnormalities...... Therefore, doctors also suspect that the mother is not suffering from a hereditary condition, but a disease called parsonage-turner syndrome. ”

Speaking of this, Wushuang paused and said with a smile: "Actually, the probability of this disease occurring is extremely small...... Maybe there are only two or three cases out of 100,000 people, so I'm not really worried that I'll get this disease in the future......"

"I see...... Yang Tian nodded, he could be regarded as having gained a lot of knowledge.

Wushuang said: "But ...... If I'm really unfortunate enough to get this disease...... I'm not going to die like my mother...... Man is born to die, and must die as he deserves...... I still want to have an unforgettable love......"

Yang Tian shook his head: "No...... You will be healthy and this misfortune will not happen to you. ”

Wushuang's eyes lit up, and he said thank you sweetly, and then said with a smile: "Actually, I'm just assuming...... If there is a day, I will still love the person I love, such as my father, I will not cruelly leave him; Of course, I will still like you, and I really like a person who will not change because of illness...... It's just that maybe I will choose to keep this like in my heart, and then I may find a beautiful place to live in seclusion, and every week, or every month, or every year, I will send you a postcard and tell you what I like in the postcard...... Hee-hee......"

She smiled slyly, stared at Yang Tian's eyes and said, "Do you think it's romantic?" ”

Yang Tian shook his head, he actually heard sadness from Wushuang's words, yes, a helpless, deep sadness.

Originally, listening to melodious songs, facing the breeze and moon, and even sipping a little wine was a very romantic thing, but he suddenly felt very congested, not romantic at all, but had an irrepressible sense of depression, as if he had a thousand words to tell Wushuang in his heart, saying that he liked her, liked it, and wanted to say that he hated the sadness hidden in her heart, because she must be happy, there should be no haze in her heart, she must be happy, even if all the good in the world is concentrated on her, it will not be too much, Because she's a good girl, the best girl in the world.

Seeing that Yang Tian didn't speak, and didn't know what he was thinking, Nie Wushuang was also inexplicably silent, and quietly took two sips of beer.

Yang Tian was inexplicably a little distressed, he turned to her delicate pretty face, looked at her beautiful face and said firmly: "Wushuang, what you said is not romantic at all...... This means that you and I will be separated, and we will be separated...... Thoughts will flood into rivers...... Will you part with me? ”

Wushuang was stunned, bowed his head and said, "If there is such a day...... Maybe......"

"Is this what you really think?" Yang Tian was surprised.

Wushuang nodded: "Hmm...... My mother chose to commit suicide by slitting her wrists because she couldn't face the pain...... And I chose to live in seclusion...... Choose to retain the right to love those I love...... That's what I thought......"

Yang Tian nodded and fell silent.

Although everything in Wushuang's words came from hypothesis, he still felt inexplicably depressed and sad, sad for the unwarranted, non-existent side of the sky.

"It's just her assumption, it shouldn't be that day......"

Yang Tian thought leisurely.

At this time, the music in the room suddenly stopped, and Wushuang smiled: "By the way, you haven't seen my mother yet, have you?" I've got a picture here, I'll show you ......."

Saying that, she got up, quickly took out a single photo from the room, and turned on the music again, before it was Faye Wong's song, but this time, it was an unknown guitar playing and singing, with vicissitudes of voice and rich feelings.

Yang Tian took the single person handed over by Wushuang and looked at it very carefully, in the photo is a young woman with a graceful demeanor, a beautiful face, and a superb temperament, her appearance is vaguely similar to Wushuang, he couldn't help but admire: "Your mother is really a big beauty, just like you......"

Wushuang said, "Hmm...... Mom is really beautiful, Dad loves her very much, they were very happy together, but unfortunately, God is jealous and red-faced......"

Wushuang smiled brightly, and said: "Actually, I don't want to be so beautiful, because I always feel that a woman is happier when she looks ordinary, isn't this idea weird?" ”

Yang Tian nodded: "It's a bit weird, every woman wants to be alluring to the country, just like you are now." ”

"Maybe I believe in the so-called 'jealousy and red face' in my bones...... Actually, I can't say it either...... It's just a state of mind, and it's not a big deal to think about it...... Right? ”

Yang Tian nodded noncommittally, and then shook his head: "Actually, I believe it more or less, and there are not uncommon examples of jealousy in history. ”