The thought of giving up and possibly not being able to get it again made her heart feel very uncomfortable and painful. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info What she has been holding on to for so long has already taken root in her heart, and if she uprooted, it would almost kill her.

"You really shouldn't ......" Li Mengying's jaw trembled slightly, and her voice became hoarse from crying for too long.

As Li Mengying's words settled, Feng Ling also squatted down and said sorry again and again, "Child, it's my mother who is not good, and my mother is sorry for you." "If I had to go back, I would still do it, because I want to give you a good life, a complete home.

But none of this can be turned back. She also hates her past self and hates her current self even more, but for the sake of her daughter, she can ignore any grievances.

Regarding that dirty past, she really doesn't want to think about it anymore, but she always dreams about it at midnight, especially since the day she almost killed Li Jiaying, her nightmare has not stopped, all of them are Li Jiaying's biological mother Zhu Xiaoshi.

Zhu Xiaoshi held a rotten face, grabbed her neck, and her seven orifices were dripping with thick blood, and said angrily and sadly: "Why do you treat my daughter like this, she treats you like her own mother, why? Why are you lying to me? You promised me to treat her well......"

Zhu Xiaoshi pinched her, very hard, very hard, almost made her angry, when she gradually rolled her eyes, she really lost her breath, Zhu Xiaoshi let go of her, she begged for mercy, and promised to be good to Li Jiaying, better than her own daughter.

Zhu Xiaoshi no longer believed her, her eyes widened, as if she was going to eat her, "You lied to me again, you have told me many times before you died, I don't believe you anymore!" ”

Then she was really strangled to death, she lay alone in the empty room, her eyes wide, her pupils were dull, her mouth was slightly open, and her neck had a deep strangulation mark......

Every time Feng Ling dreamed of this, she would be scared awake, subconsciously touch her neck, turn on the light in the house, and look in the mirror, sometimes she didn't know if it was dazzling, she really saw two clear marks on her neck.

She was so frightened that she was terrified every day, and she didn't care about waking Li Yuancheng up several times, Li Yuancheng would care about why she was always in a cold sweat at first, Feng Ling didn't say anything, and Li Yuancheng didn't ask, but Feng Ling was almost awakened every day, Li Yuancheng couldn't bear it, and went to the study to sleep.

As a result, her nightmares were even longer, and if there was a sudden noise during the tormented day, she would jump in fright.

Thinking of those nightmares, she suddenly felt a chill pass through her body, she trembled, approached Li Mengying, her voice trembled, "Xiaomeng, hug me, it's okay, mom is scared ......"

As she spoke, Feng Ling hugged Li Mengying, and her trembling body did not calm down a little because of this hug, but trembled even more, and Li Mengying squatted there, maintaining the movement of covering her chest, she didn't say anything, nor did she glance at Feng Ling, but conveyed to her endless coldness.

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With the pain that penetrated into her heart, Li Jiaying's heart was cold to the bottom. At that moment, she seemed to feel that she had been pushed off the cliff fiercely, and she couldn't find a rope that could save her life, so she opened her eyes and fell so horribly, until she closed her eyes unwillingly......

She didn't know when she walked to her bedroom, she sat in front of her bed, still holding the white fungus soup in her hand, the white fungus soup was bright yellow in color, and the rich aroma slowly faded because it cooled down. The curvature of the soup moved slightly due to the trembling of his hand, and if he leaned a little more, it would overflow, and he was struggling to the death, as if he was complaining about Li Jiaying's stunnedness.

Li Jiaying's mind came up with the bits and pieces of the past, she always felt that Feng Ling was very good to her, but she always felt that something was missing? It turned out that because of this, everything was because she was not her daughter at all.

She felt that Feng Ling always couldn't smile at her, and she always forgot what she wanted, and always smiled kindly and kindly at her sister Li Mengying, she thought it was because Li Mengying would please Feng Ling, and thought that she was not good enough, so she worked hard to learn things, and went out with Li Yuancheng to see a lot, just to get a lot of appreciation, and when she returned home, she could get Feng Ling's praise from the bottom of her heart, and she could also get her sincere hug.

However, no matter what she did, Feng Ling would smile very hard as before, always laughing under her eyes, and she would not remember what she said, sometimes she would sour her, and would tell her not to work hard, it was almost enough, so tired, it was not good to be tired.

At that time, she thought that she really cared about herself, so she finally said such a considerate word, she was happy for a long time, during that time she smiled brightly and slept very sweetly, and in her dreams Feng Ling praised and cared for her.

At this moment, she realized that everything was an illusion.

She suddenly remembered that when she was a child, she and Li Mengying grabbed a doll, which seemed to be given by Wen Yizhen, but he didn't say who it was given to, but she once said that she wanted a doll, and Wen Yizhen sent one over, so she decided that it was given to herself, so she hugged the doll with joy.

Who knew that her sister Li Mengying, who was five years older than her, immediately saw it and grabbed it, grabbed it too hard, and pushed her to it, Li Jiaying got up and went to grab it, but Li Mengying held the doll and ran behind Feng Ling to hide.

Li Jiaying's tears fell, and she pointed to Li Mengying behind her and said, "Mom, my sister snatched my doll...... Woohoo......"

Li Mengying poked out her head and retorted confidently: "That's mine."

Feng Ling turned around and patted Li Mengying's body, and said something to her, Li Mengying went to the room with the doll in her arms, while Feng Ling bent down slightly, smiled faintly, and said: "Sister likes it, let it be given to sister!" Tomorrow mom will buy you one, buy a bigger one than this one, by the way, will you pick it? ”

Li Jiaying tilted her head and thought about it, the big one seemed to be good, but the one was very beautiful and she liked that one more, so she pouted and said cutely: "Mom, I like that one more."

Feng Ling frowned, squatted down, and said, "That one is not good-looking, I'll pick a better one for you." Good, okay, Xiao Jiajia is the most well-behaved......" After that, he touched Li Jiaying's forehead.

Li Jiaying likes Feng Ling to praise her for being well-behaved, and likes her touching her head "affectionately", which is very secure.