After knowing that there was something wrong with the son she gave birth to, Yan Yilin treated her son a little less closely.

In addition, thinking about his body all day long, wanting to have a healthy child after being cured, eight points of care became five points.

Later, she didn't know where she came from to find a lot of good prescriptions and secret medicines, and she made up for this and that for herself all day long, constantly making up for it.

In the child's heart, there is a little less.

Five points became three.

After all, it is his own child, and he is carved out of the same mold as himself.

Even if he is a fool, Su Luoran still loves this child very much.

Whenever he had time, he would go home to see the children, sometimes spending the whole day in the nursery.

Whenever he looked at the miniature version of himself, Su Luoran felt a very strange feeling in his heart.

It seems that he has grown up, and he knows that he has learned responsibility and tolerance.

He learned to feed his children formula, changed diapers, and learned how to put them to sleep.

And at this time, he always thinks of Fu Qingyao.

I miss him very much.

I want to cry, but I can't.

What qualifications does he have to cry, who is she, who can cry for her.

All traces of her have disappeared from his life.

Not even a single group photo was left.

She is such a resolute person, she gives up, no matter how painful and tired she is, she will not look back, and she will not look back.

When Yan Yilin watched everything to her son, Xia Ruiting expressed her dissatisfaction.

When Fu Qingyao married his son, all the work in the family was done by Fu Qingyao, and she got up early to cook for a large family during the New Year's holidays.

She was so good to Yan Yilin. Don't let her cook the meal. Housework doesn't let her get her hands dirty at all. How can I even take care of my son to do it.

My son is fortunate enough to go to work every day, and he doesn't know how to be considerate at all.

After Su Luoran met once, Su Luoran said: "Mother, Ireen is still young, and she may be a little uncomfortable when she suddenly becomes a mother." The son likes to stay with Rui Rui, and looking at him is like seeing him when he was a child, and suddenly he feels that it is really difficult for his mother. raised his son from such a little baby waiting to be cared for to be cared for to be so big. It takes a lot of effort, but your son is not angry, and he always makes you angry. ”

Originally, Su Luoran spoke for Yan Yilin, and Xia Ruiting was quite unhappy in her heart, but when she heard it, her eyes also moistened.

Wiping her tears, she smiled and said, "Where is there any tiredness, when you smile at me, I can be happy all day." When you were two or three years old, you were naughty......"

Su Luoran opened the topic. Xia Ruiting, who was originally complaining, was obviously in a much better mood, and pulled her son to chatter. Tease your grandson from time to time.

Looking at such a mother, Su Luoran smiled bitterly in her heart.

At the beginning, Fu Qingyao told him that in front of his parents, especially in front of his mother, don't show that he cares about her.

We should always show our care and joy for our mother, remember the past, and be grateful for our mother's nurturing grace.

Throughout the ages, all mothers, after their sons found their daughters-in-law, had a kind of anxiety about having a daughter-in-law and forgetting their mother. And this anxiety will manifest itself in all kinds of pickiness and dislike for daughters-in-law, which also forms the deformed existence of the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law in China.

Evil mother-in-law and angry little daughter-in-law, every family is like this.

In fact, how evil the mother-in-law can be, as long as she treats this new daughter-in-law as her own daughter, so that the woman who has just arrived in a new family can feel that gentleness and tolerance. Love the house and Wu, the new daughter-in-law will naturally respect her mother-in-law as her mother, and the family is harmonious and beautiful, isn't it?

When she was there, he didn't understand the truth, but now he not only understands, but also can use it so skillfully and with such good results.

He blamed Fu Qingyao for everything, and didn't care about what Yan Yilin did, but because he loved Fu Qingyao and didn't care about Yan Yilin.

Because I don't care, I don't have expectations, so it doesn't matter.

Because I care, I am demanding, and I can't ask for it, and it becomes a kind of heart knot.

This is an equation with no solution.

It's a pity that everything disappeared with Fu Qingyao's disappearance.

There is no such person as Fu Qingyao in the world anymore.

There is no woman he has ever touched, loved and loved the most.

From the moment he lost Fu Qingyao, he Su Luoran had already died and lost the ability to love someone.

But a walking corpse.

However, who cares, who can see it, as long as he is still Su Luoran, the proud child of his parents, and the grandson of his grandparents who love him the most, it is enough.

Fu Qingyao, who was asleep, opened her eyes without warning, and covered her chest with her hands, for something, her heart would hurt so much at this moment.

It was as if she had slept alone on every night like this before.

Lying quietly in the night, only the lonely singing accompanied her.

Glancing at Xiao Yan who was sleeping beside her, Fu Qingyao carefully lifted the quilt, put on a coat, and walked out of the bedroom.

The castle at midnight was very empty, and she walked alone on the empty corridor, confused and lonely. Why what, even if you get married, your heart is still so empty and hurts.

A kind of habitual pain and loneliness.

Unconsciously, she slipped into the piano room and listened to the familiar sound of the piano, Fu Qingyao's heart slowly calmed down.

"There are traces of crying in the city, every street lamp is dim, and the separated people dare not hug too tightly, breathing the fragrance of greedy for each other's hair. My heart is still in place, and when you come back and hold my hand, the temperature of love fades before I feel cold, and the kiss on my lips hurts so much. ”

Xiao Yan stood outside the door, quietly looking at Fu Qingyao who was playing the piano, his eyes were fixed, and he didn't know what Lu Dao was thinking.

"My heart is still in place, waiting for you to come back and hold my hand." Even after losing her memory, is she still in love with that man?

"When love becomes loneliness, it is better to be lonely, and I learn to be satisfied when I lose it." So this sentence, does it mean that she has let go?

"Sometimes being too happy can make people numb, and only when there are disabilities can they know how to take care." Hearing this, Xiao Yan's eyes were intent, and he thought of the message sent from Beijing.

Fu Qingyao really knows Su Luoran best, too happy life makes his thinking dull, and the crippled life makes him learn to grow.

It's a pity that now he has lost the qualification to compete with himself, let him live his crippled life, Fu Qingyao's life will be handed over to him Xiao Yan.

Even so, Xiao Yan didn't admit it, and he began to feel jealous.

Jealous of those men who appeared in Fu Qingyao's life, if he had known that Lu Dao would fall in love with her one day, then he would definitely not let those men take advantage of it.

Unfortunately, they met too late.

The warm body behind her was close to her, and the strong masculine aura made Fu Qingyao feel very relieved, leaning on it obediently, and rubbing it unconsciously.

"What's wrong?"

Words of faint concern.

Fu Qingyao shook her head, "It's okay, it's just that I can't sleep a little suddenly." ”

Then, the world spun around and was picked up.

"Since you still have energy, let's have an in-depth exchange."

I carried her back to the room and handed over the public rations. (To be continued......)