In January, Kyoto is covered in snow, and the streets are covered in snow, making it a beautiful sight.

Snow-capped, pedestrians have wrapped themselves into a zongzi, hurriedly walked by, their feet creaked on the snow, there is still a month to go before the New Year, every household has hung a red lantern high in the white clear snow reflected red, adding a touch of heating to this cold winter.

For Liang Yimo, the happiest thing is that her mother recovers and is discharged from the hospital, as long as she goes to the hospital on time, the school has an early holiday, and she feels that happiness comes so suddenly, which catches you off guard.

"Xiao Mo, do you think my clothes are suitable?" Cao Qinmo happily changed into the new clothes that her daughter bought for her, and she was inevitably a little nervous for a while.

"Well, what?" Liang Yimo retracted his thoughts and looked back at his mother with a red face.

Mom was a beauty when she was young, and when Dad was there, she was never willing to let her mother suffer a little grievance, and her unearthly mother was a little haggard under the oppression of illness in the past few years, but it did not affect her temperament like a hollow valley.

Mom likes to wear cheongsam, her clothes used to be basically exquisite cheongsam, Dad in order to make her happy, even spared no expense to collect a large number of Lin Luo satin, she often saw Dad clumsily for her mother's thrush to tie her hair, between the two eyebrows.

That was the happiest picture Liang Yimo had ever seen, and he just thought they should be like this at the time.

When she grew up, she once saw in a book, it was called Xiang Yu Yimo.

When her father left, the pain in her mother's eyes reminded her of a poem: After the sycamore was half dead and the frost cleared, the white mandarin duck lost its companion and flew.

Does her mother blame her, her selfishness left her to accompany her for the rest of her life.

"Emer, Emer, what are you thinking?" A pair of fair-skinned and slender hands reached into Liang Yimo's eyes, blocking her vision.

Liang Yimo came back to his senses, only to realize that he had just stared at his mother and lost his mind, raised his head to meet his mother's worried eyes, and praised him for a while, "It's so beautiful, my mother is not a beauty, she looks good in anything!" ”

Wearing a lilac cheongsam, although the quality of the satin is as luxurious as before, it can be regarded as a high-quality fabric with fine workmanship. Orchids bloom on the cheongsam, the fine textures and unique patterns just right to show the glamorous and vulgar beauty of the owner of the clothes.

"It's all old!" Cao Qinmo sighed.

When I combed my hair today, I suddenly found that my temples had gray hair, and my daughter had grown up in a blink of an eye.

Liang Yimo's eyes narrowed slightly, and from time to time he stepped forward to hold her hand, and said slightly coquettishly, "Who said that you are not old, you are still so beautiful, and you are getting more and more beautiful!" ”

Faint orchid fragrance, quiet and fragrant, this is the taste of mother, full of dependence.

Cao Qinmo smiled, nodded her forehead, and said strangely, "You are poor!" ”

"Why!"

This kind of time is what she relies on the most.

The house they live in now is a new house, two bedrooms and one living room, not rich but very warm, especially after the mother was discharged from the hospital, adding a touch of popularity to the family, the environment around the new home is not bad, the neighbors are very friendly, and they take care of Liang Yimo's mother and daughter.

Cao Qinmo's plain hand slid over her daughter's black and bright hair, and a loving eye wandered back and forth on her face, and finally couldn't help asking, "Yimo, have you been thinking about anything lately?" ”

Cao Qinmo looked at her daughter distressedly, with a hint of gentleness between her eyebrows, and she saw a faint sadness in her daughter's eyes.

In the past few years of illness, she has always wanted to accompany her lover, but she still survived secretly, because she was reluctant to give up her daughter, and she had to watch her daughter get married and have children, but her broken body finally affected her.

My daughter has worked hard in the past few years, and she knows that she has grown up overnight!

Avoiding his mother's eyes, Liang Yimo said perfunctorily, "What's the matter, I was just a little tired just now!" ”

It's a little tired, she didn't stop for a moment after the holiday, and hesitated to almost hang up a few classes last semester, which made Cao Qinmo a little disappointed, her daughter has always been smart and clever, and it is not because of herself that she is barren to study, and she is very sad.

In order not to disappoint his mother, Liang Yimo was determined to make up for the missing classes, and locked himself in the room to make up for it as soon as he was on vacation, in fact, the things he pulled down were very simple, and thanks to Zheng Yinger who lent her her notes, she was not tired, but now she was just perfunctory to her mother.

The first time she heard her daughter say that she was tired, Cao Qinmo reviewed whether she was really asking too much of her daughter, and said with some guilt, "It's all my mother, if it weren't for my illness, you wouldn't have left all the classes behind!" ”

Now, she can't give her daughter a superior life, and she can't guarantee her future, not only did she not help her, but also dragged her down.

Liang Yimo regretted a little at the moment that she just said that she was tired, knowing that this would remind her mother of some unpleasant things, she immediately explained, "Mom, these are not your problems, it is because I didn't pay attention to listen to it in class, I promise it won't be like this in the future!" ”

"You're not paying attention? Mom Emer knows you best, blame me for not being good, not being able to give you the life you want, if your father is still there......"

"Mom!" Liang Yimo interrupted her angrily, "No, you are very good, I like my life very much now, it feels very real every day, and my life is very fulfilling, I just want you to stay by my side than anything, I don't want you to leave me ......"

Maybe this weather is suitable for lyricism, Liang Yimo only feels that his heart is like a knife......

The two words of dad have been taboo for their mother and daughter for several years, and now when they come out of their mother's mouth, she once again feels heartbreaking.

If Dad is still there, their family will be happily together, Xiao Xuan will not have an accident, their family is very happy, very happy! She won't sell herself for expensive medicine, obviously she is back on track, but some things can never be changed!

Cao Qin silently saw her daughter, who had always been calm, so emotional, as a mother, she stopped, hugged her daughter into her arms, and comforted her, "Okay, mom won't say it, mom won't leave you, and she will never leave ......"

Liang Yimo leaned on his mother's arms, looking at the sky in the distance, the weather had cleared, the sun shyly came out of the clouds, and colorful light sprinkled all over the sky, "Mom, everything has passed, tomorrow will be better!" ”