Gu Liangchen saw the familiar back, and continued to approach the firelight, when he was still four or five steps away from that back. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info He slowly stopped.

The figure looked thin, draped in a dark purple coat, and his hands were adding things to the fire from time to time.

Gu Liangchen locked his eyes on the burning fire again, and only then did he see clearly that the things she put into the fire were paper money one by one.

The lonely back squatting by the fire, the paper money that was thrown into the fire one by one. Let Gu Liangchen's heart, along with the ups and downs of the fire, suddenly burst into a heart-piercing pain.

She ran out so late, was she burning paper money for him? Will it be like this? But in his memory, she would only keep a cold face, either ignore him or yell at him. She wished he was dead! How could she run out to burn paper money for him on this cold night?

Although there was a touch of pain in his heart, his brain was unusually calm. At the same time, there was a touch of self-deprecation on his face. Secretly relieved. I really don't want to see such a picture, so let's leave!

Although he said in his heart that he wanted to leave, somehow, his feet seemed to be stuck to the ground, and he didn't listen to him. I said in my heart, let's go, let's go, don't be nostalgic! But his eyes were still rushing at the back, and he was stunned.

Even because of the imminent firelight, there was a trance in front of his eyes. He saw the figure crouching by the firelight, bowing her head, and putting paper money into the fire, I don't know if it was a hallucination, her shoulders were trembling slightly.

He winked at the back, and the trembling look looked like he was crying. But he thinks how can such a ruthless person cry! This hypothesis flashed in my head. There was a low sob.

"Chenchen, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! When you were alive, your mother didn't give you a good look. You're dead. Mom doesn't have the courage to go to the grave to see you. ”

"Chenchen, mother's good child, mother can only burn paper money for you here, mother really hopes you can receive it."

"Chenchen, in fact, my mother loves you. Chenchen, can you forgive your mother? Mom really didn't mean to do that to you. Chenchen, if you can turn back time. Mom really would be a good mom. Mom really will be a good mother, Chenchen! ”

The intermittent words, accompanied by low sobbing, shook Gu Liangchen's heartstrings. Such a mother really overwhelmed him.

"Chenchen, mother's good boy. Mom knows that you are very sensible and obedient. If only Mom had known you would be leaving so early. Since she gave birth to you, your mother should have treated you well. At least then you will remember your mother's goodness, and then your mother will not regret it to death. ”

"Chenchen, you're doing well over there, mom will come to you sooner or later. I don't know if you saw your dad over there. I don't know if he still recognizes you. Although I hate him a lot. But I still hope that he can get to know you so that he can take care of you for his mother. ”

"Chenchen, if you have a miracle, let your mother see you, right? Then let your mom say sorry to you. It's mom who owes you a warm childhood. It's my mother who is not good, knowing that you are so young, and refuses to give you a safe embrace. So much so that you have never been close to your mother. ”

Mother's crying, mother's words, Gu Liangchen felt that his heart was going to be crushed by her.