It was the first time for Li Jia to treat Qin Haoyu so rudely, and she didn't know where she got the courage from, but it felt ...... Seems to be cool. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

When Qin Haoyu heard Li Jia's words, his narrow eyes narrowed, and then he raised his head, and a wave of anger came to his face, so frightened that Li Jia hurriedly withdrew from the room.

After Li Jia closed the door, she sighed, but her fingers were still trembling, and her mouth was broken, "It's too scary, that look ...... It's so terrifying, and I don't know how Yueyue's beauty endured it before......"

Although Li Jia's voice was small, the words pierced Qin Haoyu's heart like a needle, it turned out that he was so annoying......

"Hehe......" The corners of Qin Haoyu's mouth were slightly hooked, as if he was laughing at his previous self-righteousness.

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It was very late for Lin Xiyue to return to the Lin family, everything in the Lin family had not changed, and she had never come back to see it for five years.

The moment she stepped into the yard, Lin Xiyue's emotions could no longer be suppressed, the past invaded her head like the wind, she desperately bit her jaw, trying to control her emotions, but even if her nails were embedded in her palms, they couldn't make her strain.

She sat on the swing in the yard, which her father had built for her before he died, and tears drifted into the air with the back and forth of the sway.

Jin Wenxi saw that the baby that the old lady had held in the palm of her hand since she was a child turned out to be scarred, and her heart inevitably ached.

But she endured her heartache and took out a cloak from the house.

Lin Xiyue's eyes were hazy with tears, and she looked at a figure not far away, holding a blood-red cloak and slowly walking towards her.

The cloak, very familiar, looked close, it was a New Year's gift that her mother bought for her.

I still remember that when she was seventeen years old, she was very obsessed with costume TV series, and she especially liked the cloak on the woman in the costume, she hugged her mother and shouted that she really wanted to have such a good-looking cloak, and she also wanted to be an ancient person.

As a result, her mother quietly put a gift box into her bedroom on Chinese New Year's Eve that year.

When she returned to the bedroom, she opened the gift box, and instantly draped the cloak on her body like a butterfly with wings, and flew to her parents' bedroom to show them.

The smile on his face is like a blood-colored plum blooming in winter.

In the dim light, the nurse walked slowly with a cloak, and Lin Xiyue's eyes suddenly panicked.

It seems that the days have gone back to before, when my parents were still alive, every winter, she sat on the swing, swinging happily and swinging...... Then my mother was always worried that she would freeze, so she would take out a coat from the house and put it on her.

The swing suddenly stopped swinging, she sat quietly on the swing, her hand suddenly stretched out, and her mouth whispered: "Mommy, Mommy......"

The sound was ethereal in the silence of the night.

"Child, my baby, be strong, learn to grow up, Mom and Dad are not by your side, you have to learn to live well, be a strong child......"

At this moment, a crisp and pleasant voice suddenly sounded in Lin Xiyue's ears, the voice was very familiar, it was her mother's voice.

"Mommy, Mommy...... I don't want to be strong, I don't want to grow up, it's so painful to grow up, my heart hurts......" Tears rolled down with her cry, lost her eyes, lost her heart.

Maybe it was because she cried too much, Lin Xiyue's tears finally stopped at twelve o'clock in the morning.

She looked up at the sky, and the winter night seemed unusually silent and dark, with no stars, no moon, only a biting cold wind.