Xia Hong took Qin Xiaoyu upstairs to the study. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The study is full of rows of large bookshelves against the wall, and the glass door is dusty.

Xia Hong opened the glass cabinet door and took out a black photo album, the edge of the leather cover with dark lines had been sanded, and some places were torn, revealing the dark yellow color of the paper shell inside.

Qin Xiaoyu sat at the desk, watching Xia Hong take out the album, her heart couldn't help jumping to her throat, for a few minutes, she was scared.

Xia Hong sat down next to Qin Xiaoyu with the album in her hand, and spread it out in front of Qin Xiaoyu: "Xiaoyu, this is your mother An Luo." ”

Qin Xiaoyu looked at An Luo in the black and white photo, tears suddenly flowed uncontrollably, her current appearance is really the same as An Luo, with bright big eyes and a slightly coquettish mouth.

She once thought about whether An Luo would be the same as her mother Yuan Ping in the previous life, in fact, she didn't look like Yuan Ping, nor like Qin Feng, and her grandfather said that she was like her grandmother when she was young.

Looking at An Luo's photo now, I don't understand why my heart hurts, for her soul, An Luo is just a stranger?

Xia Hong looked at Qin Xiaoyu who was in tears, touched her hair and said, "This photo was taken when your mother was fourteen years old. ”

Xia Hong slowly flipped through the album again, and asked Qin Xiaoyu to look at the photos of An Luo in different periods, and the last one was a photo of An Luo being eighteen years old.

Standing in front of the White Tower in the North Sea, with his hands behind his back, his ears were blown by the wind and flew playfully, with a sweet smile on his face.

Qin Xiaoyu finally cried uncontrollably, and her mouth overflowed softly: "Mom......" This kind of emotion is that when she doesn't know her life experience, calling Feng Yuzhen's mother is different, at that moment she feels that she is just a snatcher, at this moment she feels that An Luo is really a mother, a mother in the blood and bones, and in the depths of her soul.

"Xiaoyu, don't cry, I've made you suffer all these years." Xia Hong hugged Qin Xiaoyu's shoulders and cried.

"Mom......" Qin Xiaoyu couldn't help but reach out and touch the face in the photo, the cold touch passed from her fingertips to her heart, but it made her feel warm and steady.

Qin Xiaoyu sobbed from a small voice to a howling cry, she finally couldn't help it, for so long, she lived carefully, hiding a secret, and today she seems to have found an outlet to vent.

"Mom, Mommy......" hugged the album in his arms, and his heart was so painful that he couldn't breathe.

Xia Hong also cried and hugged Qin Xiaoyu in her arms, she didn't understand that it was said that good people have good rewards, why was the An family so bitter?

Luo Zhan and Luo Sen leaned against the wall outside the door of the study, listening to the sound of the two people in the room hugging and crying, their expressions were very serious.

Luo Sen sighed and looked at Luo Zhan, and whispered, "Next, what should you do?" ”

Luo Zhan didn't understand and glanced at Lawson.

"What do I mean, is Xiaoyu still going back to the Qin family?"

Luo Zhan frowned: "I will talk to her and respect her choice." ”

Rosen nodded, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, did not light it, but took a deep breath: "Actually, Xiaoyu can stay in the capital, I think she is more suitable for the capital, don't you think she is more suitable for life than in the frontier these days?" I remember the first time I saw her, this little girl was cautious, even smiling. ”

Luo Zhan was silent, he knew better than Luo Sen, because the little girl was cautious, in order to be anxious to succeed, sometimes like a little beast trapped in a cage, eager to find a direction. There is no one she can trust, and she is saddled with secrets and tries to endure them......

At night, Qin Xiaoyu curled up on the bed with the album in her arms, and she kept rubbing the photos in the photos.

Why does my heart hurt so much?

Could this also be a mother?

If it's also a mother, why is it separated by yin and yang before you meet?

She vaguely felt that her crossing was not a crossing for no reason, there must be a different arrangement in the dark, and there seemed to be a deep connection between the two, but unfortunately she couldn't understand it now.

After thinking about it all night, knowing that the rooster crowed and a glimmer of light appeared in the sky, Qin Xiaoyu fell asleep deeply.

In my sleep, I vaguely felt someone come in and half-closed the open windows.

Qin Xiaoyu was also uneasy in her dream, she dreamed that someone had been chasing her, on a barren mountain, she couldn't see what the people chasing her were like, she just ran desperately, ran to the edge of the cliff, and when there was no way to escape, she jumped ......

Qin Xiaoyu, who was sleeping in shock, kicked his legs and shouted: "Luo Zhan, help!" ”

In the dream, I suddenly saw a group of soldiers coming slowly from a distance, with a uniform pace heavy and sad.

Among the soldiers, eight servicemen carried a coffin, covered with a bright red flag.

The coffin was placed in a field of flowers, Qin Xiaoyu felt that he was floating in mid-air, and saw that in the open coffin lid, Luo Zhan was lying peacefully, wearing a structured military uniform, and the four gold stars on the epaulettes were shining,

Qin Xiaoyu covered her mouth, seeing the strangers around her crying, her heart was like taking a moment, she didn't dare to cry and wouldn't cry.

She wanted to lower her body and touch Luo Zhan's face, but she found that her body was getting lighter and lighter, flying higher and higher.

"Luo Zhan, ah~" Qin Xiaoyu roared, his voice pierced the sky with pathos, and the wind and clouds in the startled sky changed dramatically, and lightning and thunder thundered in an instant.

"Light rain, light rain?"

Luo Zhan was reading a book in his bedroom, and heard Qin Xiaoyu calling his name sadly, his voice was sad as if the last call before parting from life and death, which made people feel sad.

Hurriedly ran into Qin Xiaoyu's house, and saw the little girl curled up on the bed, with tears on her little face, and she didn't care about etiquette, sitting on the edge of the bed and patting Qin Xiaoyu's face.

"Xiaoyu, wake up, you're just having a nightmare."

Qin Xiaoyu couldn't wake up if she wanted to, she felt that her limbs were pressed and she couldn't move, she could hear Luo Zhan's voice, but she couldn't wake up.

Luo Zhan looked at Qin Xiaoyu, who couldn't wake up with his eyes closed and shaking his head, knowing that this girl was a nightmare, he reached out to pick her up, let her lean in his arms, and patted her on the back: "Xiaoyu, don't be afraid, I'm here!" ‘

Qin Xiaoyu opened his eyes and saw Luo Zhan in front of him, stretched out his thin arm to wrap his arms around his neck, and cried "wow", it's just a dream, it's okay!

Luo Zhan gently patted her back and let her cry on his neck.

Xia Hong heard a voice downstairs and ran up, and was startled when she saw Qin Xiaoyu crying like this: "What's wrong?" Ah Zhan, what's wrong with Xiaoyu? ”

"I'm having nightmares."

Xia Hong hurriedly sat down, and saw that Qin Xiaoyu's nightdress had run to the root of her thighs, revealing a piece of porcelain white, so she quickly pulled off her nightdress first, and then hugged her from Luo Zhan's arms, patting and coaxing: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, we are not afraid of Xiaoyu, dreams are all fake." It's okay, it's okay. ”

Luo Zhan noticed that the little girl's clothes were untidy when Xia Hong was touching Qin Xiaoyu's skirt just now, and for a moment, the dazzling porcelain white made him suddenly a little embarrassed, and the tips of his ears turned red!