Song Shuyun's footsteps sounded again, and she walked directly in the direction of Wen Qing's bedroom.

Wen Qing was confused, and walked around Song Shuyun's bedroom, only as if she remembered something, she pretended to smile and asked, "Mom!" We need to fill out a form, we need a small two-inch photo, with a red background, where did you put it for me? ”

As she spoke, she hurriedly took out a small photo album in the drawer of Song Shuyun's desk, which contained all the specifications of the ID photos of the mother and daughter.

ID photos, most of the time only one is used, but a bunch of photos have to be taken, a lot of photos have not been used, it has been unusable, especially for children, one year a year, can only be re-photographed.

Yu Miaozhi cut these photos neatly and put them in a small photo album, and sometimes Wen Qing would come over to find the photos.

Hearing Wen Qing's voice, Song Shuyun's footsteps paused, went around the living room and returned to her room, and said with a little complaint: "Don't worry, hurry up and eat!"

Wen Qing looked at Song Shuyun's face, her tears were almost uncontrollable, but she was afraid that Song Shuyun would know something, and her stiff facial muscles were a little stiff.

Song Shuyun was reluctant to debunk it, so she walked to her side without knowing it, flipped through the photo album and took out a photo of Wen Qing's first half of the year and handed it to her.

Wen Qing's breathing suddenly became a little messy because of this action, she quickly grabbed the photo, turned her head and walked out of Song Shuyun's room, and pretended to talk back as she walked.

"Why don't you worry, if I forget it for a while!"

"I'm not old, but I'm not too forgetful! Don't let you rush you again, ancestor!"

While speaking, Song Shuyun also followed out of the room.

Wen Qing walked quickly, and when Song Shuyun walked out, she had already closed the door of her room tightly!

Song Shuyun sighed, thinking that it was not a bad thing to let Wen Qing find out in advance, so she did not debunk Wen Qing's clumsy acting skills.

After a while, Wen Qing walked out of the room, changed into a set of pajamas, and there was nothing unusual on the big face.

Song Shuyun ate with her, gave her some questions, and then asked her to go to bed early, and went back to sleep herself.

Neither of them showed anything wrong, but when Song Shuyun left, Wen Qing plunged into the quilt, and cried bitterly before she could even climb in.

If Song Shuyun behaved calmly, she would feel worried when she heard it, but she would not be sad or think too much.

But now Song Shuyun is hiding and hiding all these things, which makes Wen Qing, who was already relaxed, suddenly nervous.

Many details flashed through her mind, and Wen Qing had already made up countless things in her mind in an instant.

In the days that followed, both of them worked hard to play their roles.

Song Shuyun could feel that Wen Qing cared about her suddenly, and would ask her about taking medicine, read her various test sheets, and many words she didn't understand, and she would also go back to inquire.

The matter of learning also began to make Song Shuyun feel at ease, and the previous slackness was swept away.

By the time of the midterm exam, she had already reached the third place in the class, and the school's big list was also flying fast!

In order to reward her, Song Shuyun gave her a piano.

The piano was white, very well cared for, and was placed on the balcony of her room by Song Shuyun.

She had moved the small sofa there into the house, and there was only one piano on the balcony.

When Wen Qing saw the piano, her eyes lit up, but she immediately thought of something, and her mood became low again.

Song Shuyun pretended not to see it and encouraged her to play a few times.

Wen Qing's mouth was about to reach the root of her ears, but tears were already in her eyes.

Song Shuyun also asked Wen Qing to teach her to play with great interest, and her relaxed and happy appearance made Wen Qing even more sad.

Wen Qing looked at Song Shuyun that night, and watched it for a long, long time, always afraid that she would disappear.

After that, Wen Qing began to rest badly again.

She woke up several times a night to come over to see Song Shuyun.

If she heard Song Shuyun coughing or not breathing, she would not be able to sleep for half a night.

During the day, in order to save Song Shuyun's worries, she had to study hard, and she lost more than a dozen pounds in more than a month, and she couldn't see two taels of meat on her face.

Song Shuyun was also similar to her, her body was rapidly emaciating, not only that, but her face also became much more ugly, and she even began to cough up phlegm and blood.

She gave herself a new medicine to get better, but the frequency and scope of cancer pain are also increasing.

Wen Qing became more and more unhappy, she rarely smiled except in front of Song Shuyun.

At the end of the first semester of the sophomore year of high school, Wen Qing's grades also came down.

Song Shuyun did not take her around to visit relatives as usual, but chose to go skiing and go to the grassland to see the stars.

The winter grassland is exceptionally cold, and the eyes are full of white snow, and the two live in one of the more famous B&Bs there, and after eating local food, they go outside to see the stars.

Both of them were dressed like balls, and they were playing with each other in the process.

The starry sky at night is mysterious and beautiful, and Song Shuyun told Wen Qing a few legends about the starry sky that she temporarily made up.

Wen Qing just looked at her like that, with affection and sadness in her eyes.

Song Shuyun turned her head to look at her and helped her pull the scarf up.

"In those years, Mom was sorry! I didn't even know what you wanted! I hope you don't blame me......"

Wen Qing's eyes were also full of brilliance, her heart was sour, she turned her head to look at the starry sky, and it took a long time to calm down.

"I'm also sorry that I didn't care about you in all those years! Mom, I'm sorry!"

Song Shuyun patted her hat, and her actions were full of pampering.

"Actually, I don't like others to control me, and I always want to control you, it's really too much!"

Seeing that Wen Qing never looked at her, Song Shuyun smiled a little more than just now.

"Huihui, mom wants you to understand that no matter how right or wrong, mom loves you and always loves you!"

Wen Qing's breathing stopped, and her heart was heavy.

The tears that had been suppressed for months almost burst because of this.

"Mom, you must live well!"

Song Shuyun smiled, this time it was her who turned her head, but felt that this seemed inappropriate, and hurriedly turned back to look at Wen Qing.

"Life is sometimes out of human control, which is very uncomfortable and realistic, but because of this, many things will become more meaningful, for example, mom can promise you now, mom will do her best to live! No matter what the final outcome is, my life will be different because of my last effort!"

"Do you understand? Don't worry and don't be sad! No matter what happens, Mom wants you to be like Mom at the moment! Be brave!"