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Han Ruo was stunned. At this time, the sweet and greasy voice sounded again: Mother, I am Yue'er

Yue'er? Is it her daughter Yue'er? Han Ruoyou's heart trembled, and he turned around tremblingly, only to see the light.

The girl was dressed in white and had a red headband tied around her hair. Those bright eyes are clear and clear, as bright as stars. The eyebrows were really similar to Zhang Chenyi, and Han Ruoyou's lips trembled slightly.

Strings of tears flowed down her pale cheeks, and Yue'er smiled at her. What can be seen is that his mother's eyes are full of joy and sorrow, but there are also many doubts.

Since he avoided her gaze at the moment, he shook his head violently in panic and roared; You're not my Yue'er, Yue'er died five years ago.

Yue'er was stunned when she heard this. Then he sighed helplessly and said, "Mother, I'm not dead." Brother Jiang Yi didn't die either."

Han Ruoyou felt even more outrageous when he heard it. threw a sachet he carried with him towards Yue'er, crying, "If you don't die, then what's in it?" ”

Yue'er closed her eyes slightly and opened them, then slowly squatted down and picked up the sachet. Sure enough, inside was her severed finger and a vein. Yue'er sighed again.

Throw away the muscles that I don't know who it is. Put your little finger back. came to Han Ruoyou. He stretched out his left hand.

Han Ruoyou was frightened for a while and said nothing, there was no little finger on the white and tender palm.

When Yue'er saw her mother, she cried and screamed. It seems to be a little crazy, and I began to regret that I shouldn't be angry with Jiang Yi, and I went down the mountain to find my mother alone.

But after thinking about it, if she didn't show Jiang Yi a little color this time, he would be almost in the sky.

Fortunately, her mother is in her arms. After a moment of fuss. Raising that pale face, he smiled miserably and said, "Let's go home."

Yue'er's heart is sour, go home? What is home?

I was stunned, but since Han Ruoyou was going to bring it, the house where her father lived at the beginning. Pushing the door in, Han Ruoyou instinctively walked into Zhang Chenyi's room. Another burst of crying. Yue'er felt that her head was big.

She came to her mother because she was wronged, and her mother who dared to love her seemed to be even more sad, and in desperation, she had to be her mother's little padded jacket.

hugging the heartbroken mother who is crying; Mother, what's wrong with you? Where's Daddy?

"He's gone." Han Ruoyou had enough of playing and said coldly.

"Eh" Yue'er actually doesn't have much memory of her mother and father. In her memory, her father loved to wear light-colored clothes and smiled warmly, like a fairy in a painting.

And her mother has always been asleep. After waking up. It's a pale face. Neither of them seemed to share any memories with her.

So, when she heard that her mother was desolate. When such sad parting words are uttered. I don't know how to respond to her.

"Since you're not dead, why didn't you come to me earlier?"

"Huh?" Yue'er hadn't recovered from the atmosphere just now.

When I heard my mother's calm questioning, I thought it was a dream just now.

"Ahhhh Little girl, let me ask you. Han Ruoyou has regained his composure.

"Yes. Actually, it's a long story."

"Then don't talk about it. Just say what are you coming to me for"

Han Ruoyou faced Yue'er, who had not seen her for five years, and originally wanted to treat her gently, but she didn't know what gentleness was now.

"I fell out with Jiang Yi's old man." Yue'er said disdainfully.

Han Ruoyou listened to her daughter's arrogant tone. I don't know why I just want to suppress her, "Jiang Yi, that beautiful man, finally disgusted with you?" It's hard for him to put up with you for so long."

"Mother, you... Am I your own? Yue'er muttered.

"I wish you weren't biological, who do you think your personality looks like? Your father is gentle and elegant. Han Ruoyou's face was calm, but his tone softened a lot.

"I'm not a scholar, isn't my temperament like you again?" Yue'er complained.

Like her? Han Ruoyou thought about it for herself, and seemed to really smile lightly: "Hey, let's say, how did that old man offend you?"

Han Ruoyou put away her grief first, after all, she is already a mother. I still have to put my daughter's affairs first. The most important thing is that she needs time to consume these sudden events.

Yue'er pondered for a while. What should she say? It's not always possible to tell the truth, because Jiang Yi has never had a skin-to-skin relationship with her until now, and then she is obviously a lot older, but she is more charming than her.

As soon as she goes on the street, it can always cause a woman to hide her face shyly, and Jiang Yi always maintains the bottom line that she only moves her mouth and can't do it. What are you talking about, you are still young, you don't understand the affairs of men and women, what nonsense?

So what was he doing last time he was drunk?

"Yue'er, what's wrong" Han Ruoyou saw Yue'er pouting and being silent for a long time, and couldn't help asking.

"Why are you touching me" Yue'er was still immersed in her anger and heard her mother's voice. I blurted out.

When Han Ruoyou heard this, his pale face turned even paler, and for a moment he remembered the picture of Fang Xuan and Mu Xuan calmly facing each other not long ago, and he couldn't help but feel out of breath in his chest. Trembling waves.

"Ahh Mother, what's wrong with you? Yue'er snapped back to her senses. saw that his mother was dying. Scared and a little flustered.

"It's fine." Han Ruoyou took a few puffs and said.

"Mother, you're scared me to death," Yue'er said with relief.

Han Ruoyou slowly controlled her emotions at this time, thinking that she was almost thirty years old, her thoughts were still so immature. But I also understood Yue'er's general meaning. Then he asked directly: Are you still a churu?

"Mother," Yue'er shouted sweetly again. Then there was a faint flush on both cheeks. Zhi Wu asked, "Mother, how do you know?"

"Because I'm your mother." Han Ruoyou said lightly.

"It must be that my Zhang is too ugly, and the women outside walk like water snakes one by one." Yue'er complained in a low voice.

"Mother, why haven't you seen the kind of woman you said?" Han Ruoyou asked.

"That's because Daddy, he doesn't look good," Yue'er opened her mouth.

"What nonsense. Your father is so handsome. Han Ruoyou said unhappily.

However, Jiang Yi and Zhang Chenyi are not the same type of men at all, they are simply like elegant immortals, but they are evil spirits who charm all beings.

"Mother. Can you help Yue'er well" Yue'er's eyebrows were tangled, and there was a hint of irritability in her tone.

"What should I do? That kind of thing must be something you want me to love," Han Ruoyou said helplessly.

"Mother, how did you get along with my father in the first place, this question has actually bothered me for many years, you see, my father is so handsome, but..."

Before Yue'er finished speaking, she noticed the sharp eyes from her mother, as if she was wearing a handle to see her wear. Immediately changed his words: But, he seems to only like his mother alone, and every time I look at him, his eyes follow you.

"Really?" When Han Ruoyou was told this by her daughter, her heart suddenly felt warm and sour. It turned out that Zhang Chenyi only had her in his eyes. (To be continued.) )

PS: What do you think of Yue'er, who has not appeared for a long time? Yue'er: It's about to be the finale, so I was asked to show my face, where is the author? I'm going to kill her. Author: You are so beautiful, as soon as you appear, does your sick old lady still have a play to sing? Yue'er: Okay. Who makes me so beautiful.