It's so distressing, how can I not hurt ... Can it be better?

His eyes are lonely and his posture is haggard. It took a long time for her to regain her strength from standing by the wall, and she straightened up and moved little by little, and went back to her room, where she lay down on the bed. Yun Mo, closing her eyes, all that appeared in front of her was Yun Tianyue's constant questioning.

and thou shalt not live. The sins she did are now coming back with revenge. Therefore, the pain of illness and the separation of husband are all retribution.

But she still wants to meet Chu Yan and Chu Che, so many years. I didn't even hear Chu Che shout at his mother. Now, is it only shouting Tang Que? There was some jealousy in her heart, but she herself gave up these rights at the beginning, and now jealousy, hatred, and envy are just superfluous emotions.

She opened her phone gently for a long time. On it is a photo taken secretly by Yun Jue, a recent photo of Chu Yan and Chu Che. target

Chu Yan is thirteen years old, with the uniform figure that a teenager should have, with black hair tied behind her head, her eyes are indifferent, and her eyes are slightly focused on the distance, as if she is contemplating. And Chu Che is six or seven years old. Lively and playful, always keep a smile on his face.

It's good that they're growing up healthy.

Yun Mo put the mobile phone on his chest, and his chest hurt slightly. Children, can you forgive Mommy? Such a selfish mother, will she never forgive? Thinking of this possibility, Yun Mo had another burst of angina, and tears fell silently and seeped into the pillow. Leaves a trail of mottled sadness.

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With nowhere else to go, she drove aimlessly around. But by mistake, I drove to a familiar residence.

Straight plane trees, wrought iron doors, fountains at the door, small white cottages. The memory popped up suddenly, and it was as if I had traveled back home through time.

She got out of the car and walked over step by step. I'm worried that this is a dream, and when I get closer, I wake up from the dream.

But as he got closer, suddenly the door opened. A man hurried over, "Madame, you're here." ”

"Where is this?" Yun Tianyue looked around, exactly the same scene. Déjà vu... target

"Madame, have you forgotten? This is a home built specifically for you. As soon as the man reminded her, Yun Tianyue instantly remembered. At the beginning, he built everything here for himself according to his original home.

It's been too long, and I'm so busy with other things that I seem to have forgotten about it. But don't stumble upon it yourself, come in and take a look. "How long have you been here?"

"Seven or eight years." The man replied with a smile.

It's been seven or eight years, and Yun Tianyue is slightly in a trance. It's like a century has passed, but not much has changed in seven or eight years. Here, it is to miss his family, so Zong Zhenghuang built it for himself.

It was fake that she was not moved, but after so much time, the emotion dissipated little by little with time. Although she didn't feel good in her heart, she still looked around very calmly, and passed away some time to turn away.

When he was leaving, the people inside suddenly chased out, "Madam, if you have time, you must come and take a look with Huang Shao." Every time there is one less person, it is so pitiful and lonely. ”

"He's coming?" Yun Tianyue suddenly asked curiously.

"Yes, Huang rarely has anything to do, and he will come to see it. Sit, sit... What's wrong? The man asked curiously.

Yun Tianyue's expression was slightly ugly, she waved her hand and turned around without speaking. The form is in a hurry, and I am a little anxious.