Xia Wantang cried very embarrassed, incoherent, and couldn't stop crying blood when she gritted her teeth, as well as heartbreaking.

She held Li Yan's hand, her finger bones were distinct, she used her best to draw the tendons and veins on the back of her slender hand, and her palms were red as if they could drip blood.

Li Yan stiffened imperceptibly, and unconsciously said something strange in her heart, and even had a slight tingling, and she felt at a loss.

The existence of my mother is a hell from which I will never recover, and it is also a gentle and holy paradise for Li Yan.

She fell into the abyss, and the woman who was extremely gentle became the salvation of her life......

Then the light of salvation was extinguished......

Her world is a black ...... that she can't reach out to her fingers

She is deep in darkness, her heart is cold, that heart is difficult to be warmed, and the sincerity she can give is pitiful.

Ordinary people can't see through her, and think that she is amorous and affectionate, but in fact, she is more ruthless than anyone else.

She can like it until ninety-nine points, but in the next second, she can make this liking become a zero point without waves in cold water, or even a negative value.

It has been said that the person who has the ultimate madness and the ultimate sanity is God.

It takes a scorching temperature to melt the hearts of the gods, and to move the cold-blooded animals who have weak emotions and six desires.

I'm afraid I have to be like that woman who is gentle to the extreme, spending more than ten years, dedicating everything, and throwing everything into this gamble that is likely to be exhausted and lost.

But she won......

Xia Wantang and her adoptive mother are not comparable.

Li Yan didn't think she had any feelings for Xia Wantang, after all, it was the first time they met, and the other party was only Li Zuer's mother, not her mother.

But Xia Wantang's tears made her stupid and anxious, and the sharpness of her heart like a pinprick couldn't be ignored.

Li Yan finally attributed this feeling to the instinct of this body, after all, the blood is connected.

Li Yan is an extremely contradictory person, she longs for affection, but she also rejects the manipulation of feelings on people, especially manipulating her, but she eventually dies because of her feelings......

Someone once told her that the more you care about something, the more you have to lose......

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Li Yan lowered her eyes, a shallow green shadow was printed under her eyes, she patted Xia Wantang's back soothingly, trembled her thick and slender eyelashes, and whispered, "I'm sorry......"

As soon as this sorry voice came out, Xia Wantang couldn't restrain her emotions even more, and she realized that it was unlucky to cry too much, especially when Li Yan had a car accident and became a vegetative person, and now she is still in the period of weak recuperation, she is really afraid that she will cry people away.

So he began to cry and laugh, a kind of madness that was lost and regained.

It wasn't until Xia Wantang calmed down that Li Yan set his eyes on Li's father Li Shuodong.

The years have not added much to Li Shuodong, only to make him more mature and attractive, and his wheat-colored skin is masculine and sexualfeeling, especially masculine.

Li Yan shouted in a hoarse and soft voice, "Dad." ”

Li Shuodong's heart was soft, Li Shuodong reached out and rubbed his baby daughter's seaweed-like soft hair, he didn't mention the things that were frustrating in the funeral, but said distressedly: "Thin, why is your face so white?" "Li Shuodong, a daddy, has been a father for more than 20 years, but it is not for nothing, and he has a good set of taking care of his baby daughter.

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