The café is filled with the melodious sound of the piano, and the warm sunlight shuttles through the breath of the slight gaps, which is comfortable and long, filling everything in the world with emptiness.

The café is warmly lit and the music is Sophie Zelmani's popular GoingHome, which recalls the old days with her cheerful and cheerful voice in her spare time. The seats have large, soft backrests, and the dark fragrance floats, and the waiters walk around......

Xiaoli and Ling Yun sat like that, one looking at the flow of people coming and going outside the window, and the other looking at the hot coffee. No one said anything.

Xiaoli tore open the wrapper of the sugar cube, "Smack!" The sugar cube fell into the coffee, and the spilled coffee spread wildly on her dress. And she stirred it with a spoon as if nothing had happened.

Seeing this, a trace of heartache flashed between Ling Yun's eyebrows, but it was quickly disguised by her.

The two cups of coffee were left to cool, and their hearts seemed to have been sealed after being hurt by each other.

"You...... How are you doing? Ling Yun pursed her lips, holding the coffee cup in both hands, rolling her throat, and finally asked with difficulty.

Hearing this, Xiaoli seemed to be awakened, looking at Ling Yun, her eyes were confused.

I thought that she would be extremely excited to see her mother again, but when it came to seeing her, things didn't seem to be like this, and now she is not excited, only cold, endlessly cold.

She didn't understand why her mother was leaving, and she didn't understand why she was here this time, in the face of everything that came suddenly, in addition to being caught off guard, there was a trace of doubt, but there was a hint of bad premonition in this doubt, and there was a feeling that the wind and rain were coming.

"I'm sorry......" Facing Xiaoli's speechlessness, Ling Yun lowered her head, looking at her quilt, her eyes were already red, and tears couldn't help but fall down drop by drop.

In the face of such Ling Yun, Xiaoli is strange and at a loss, she is always so panicked about people who cry, whether it is facing Xinyi, or facing Ma Wenhao, or facing Ma Wenhao's mother, she seems to have never been helpless about tears, for crying people, she seems to have never been at a loss, she doesn't know how to comfort, yes, she can't comfort herself when she cries on her face, how can she have the ability to comfort others!

"Xiaoli, do you hate your mother?" Ling Yun said, her hands stretched out excitedly, holding Xiaoli's hand tightly.

"I ......" Facing Ling Yun's sudden intimacy, Xiaoli looked a little surprised, looking at this pair of familiar and unfamiliar hands, she only felt that her chest was stuffy, and her throat seemed to be choked by something, so uncomfortable.

Xiaoli cleared her throat and raised her eyes to stare at a face that looked like hers, she pursed her lips and smiled, but there was a deep bitterness in her smile.

"I don't hate you." Yes, she doesn't hate her, she has no reason to hate her, if she faced her husband's cheating, she would choose to leave! On the other hand, she didn't know how to hate her, she was still a child when Ling Yun left, and she was only sad and puzzled by her mother's departure, and she complained about her abandonment, but did she hate? Don't hate!

Ling Yun is perfect for her, she is longing, but to put it deeper, she is also nothing, unwanted, and unfamiliar, since this relationship can be deep?

Xiaoli looked at Ling Yun, pursed her lips and turned her head to look out of the glass window, which was full of traffic. "I just don't understand, why did you leave, why did you come back now?"

Yes, there is only this one question that suppresses her now, because the bad premonition in her heart is getting stronger and stronger, so strong that she can't ignore it if she wants to.

"I ......" Facing Xiaoli's question, Ling Yun looked a little messy, her eyebrows frowning, but in the end, she still held Xiaoli's hand tightly, took a few deep breaths, lowered her head, and slowly recalled the past.

"When I met your father, he was already mixed up in the road, I was still a high school student at that time, although he was a little bad, but bad men are fatal to women to a certain extent."

"I liked your father's bohemianism, and soon under his crazy pursuit, we fell in love, and I fell into his wild life, and then I married your father despite the opposition of my family, and then I had you."

"I thought we would always be happy, but life in addition to love still needs reality, no matter how beautiful love is, it can't withstand the torture of firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, the poor life makes us quarrel constantly, and after getting married, your father still lives a life of swords and swords, which makes me very tired and tired, and after giving birth to you, I went to night school, on the one hand, I have to take care of you, on the one hand, I have to study, on the other hand, I have to be afraid of your father. It makes me feel bad. ”

"After I went to college, the communication with your dad was very different, as time went by, I got tired of this kind of sword and sword shadow, and we both understood that there was a certain gap between the two of us whether it was pursuit or otherwise, and finally chose to divorce."

Ling Yun frowned, and finally told all the old things, these memories are beautiful, but they are also depressing, everyone will always meet such a person who makes him impulsive in their youth, he brings all the beauty and excitement to himself, but in the end he also taught her reality.

Love without material support can't withstand the torture of life, and those who exaggerate love will eventually lose to reality, such as Mo Hua, such as her.

"Divorced? But didn't you suddenly disappear then? She will never forget how disappointing and sad it was that day when she came home and couldn't find her mother, and how disappointing and sad the scene at home was. If they broke up peacefully, how could they get this scene?

"It was divorced, although we had a fight, but then we dealt with it peacefully."

"Another reason you left was because Mo Hua cheated?" Xiaoli bit her lower lip tightly and asked the question that had been suppressed all along.

Hearing this, Ling Yun's eyes flickered, "Is this what your father said?" ”

"No, someone else said it, but every time I quarrel with him, he doesn't object to scolding him, it's a tacit acquiescence!" As soon as she thought of Mo Hua who had quarreled with her, she felt uncomfortable.

"It's not him who cheats, it's me!" Originally, there were some truths that I didn't want to tell, but in the end, I pursed my lips and chose to tell the truth.

"What?"

Bang - there seems to be something shattered in my heart, and the dream that I have believed in for more than ten years was brutally shattered in an instant!

Mo Hua! How much else are you lying to me? Mo Hua! How many grievances do you still have unspoken?

Mo Hua, Mo Hua, the angry Mo Hua, the Mo Hua who beat her, and the dead Mo Hua turned out to be just a sad Mo Hua......

It turns out that the truth is often hidden, and it turns out that the stupidest person is her......