"Mother, I'll buy you the rouge you want."

"Bought it back?" The woman lying on the hospital bed struggled to open her eyes, she looked at her stepson standing by the bed, she wanted to laugh, but she couldn't muster her strength: "I'll see, my Xiaoxuan's vision must be the best." ”

"It was the female shopkeeper of the rouge shop who helped pick it out, and I don't understand." The young man took out the rouge, smoothed the woman's palm, and placed it in her palm: "The old-fashioned rouge box, mother must like it." ”

"I like it, I like it all." The woman tried to hold the rouge box, but found that she couldn't exert her strength at all: "I've been lying down for too long, and my arms are numb." Otherwise, Xiao Xuan, you pick up the rouge and show it to me. ”

"Okay." The young man desperately held back the tears that wanted to fall, picked up the rouge box and laid it flat above the woman's eyes: "It's my mother's favorite color." ”

"It's what I like, or you can help me paint it."

"Let's wait for Dad to come over and let him help with it. I can't paint well. ”

"Your dad's old eyes are dizzy, I'm afraid it's even worse. It's okay, I believe Xiao Xuan. The woman said and closed her eyes: "Speaking of which, I haven't put on makeup for years. When I was young, I also liked to be beautiful, but at that time, people didn't pay attention to fashion, they paid attention to simplicity, especially people like us. Later, I got married, busy with my family, busy with my children, and I couldn't wait to break a penny in half and spend it, where would I have the heart to clean up myself. But after marrying your father, your father bought me some skin care products, but I never wanted to use them. In this life, it is also my blessing to meet your father and son. Well, in this life, I didn't come in vain. ”

"It is a blessing for me and my father to meet my mother." The young man opened the rouge box: "Then I'll show my mother a coat." ”

The woman nodded.

The young man gently picked a little with his little tail finger and carefully wiped it on the woman's face. A miraculous thing happened, the woman's face, which had been shriveled by the disease, quickly plumped up, and even those wrinkles at the corners of her eyebrows and eyes were smoothed out. Now she looks like she's in her thirties.

"What's wrong?" The woman looked at her stepson who was stunned in front of the window and asked suspiciously.

"Mother, you...... You've become younger. ”

"Young?" The doubt in the woman's eyes deepened.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute." The young man hurriedly dug on his body for a while, found his mobile phone, turned on the front camera and pointed it at the woman's face: "Mother will see for herself." ”

"My face ......" The woman looked at herself on the phone and suddenly sat up from the bed: "How did my face become like this?" ”

"Mother, you—" The young man looked at the woman in surprise, her physical condition had long since allowed her to sit like this.

"Me?" The woman looked at herself and expressed surprise at the fact that she suddenly sat up: "I, sat up?" ”

"Hmm!" The young man nodded: "I see, it's her, it's this box of rouge she gave me that works." ”

"Rouge?"

"Mother don't care about rouge, this is my brother's phone number, you call him quickly and tell him that you miss him very much and want to see him."

The woman looked at the familiar phone number. She had memorized this number countless late nights and dawns, but she never had the courage to call it.

"Forget it, he's fine now, maybe he's forgotten about me as a mother."

"Children will never forget their mothers."

"Yes, he may not forget, but he hates me." The woman lowered her head and covered her face: "I clearly remember that the day I left him, it was raining lightly. He chased him out of the house crying, tugging at my box with his little hands, holding my legs, crying and shouting for me not to go. But what can I do? At that time, I was just an ordinary, even somewhat useless housewife. I had no job, no income, not even a piece of tile to live in. To take him with him is to let him suffer with me and suffer with me. I tried to reason with him, tried to convince him, but he was so young that he only knew that his mother was leaving, and after that he would have no more mother.

So, I could only ruthlessly push him to his father. Before going out, I heard him shouting behind his back, saying that he hated me and that he would never forgive me. My heart was like being pierced by a glass shard, it hurt and hurt, but for him, I could only endure the pain and leave.

A year later, when I barely settled down to see him, he looked at me like he was looking at a stranger. I know he really hates me. I haven't been seen in front of him since, but I know he got into the best high school in the city and went to one of his favorite colleges. Knowing that he was doing well, I was relieved.

Xiao Xuan, do you hate your mother?

I know you're a kind kid, but you must have a grudge against your mother. I can understand human nature. Before, I didn't go to him when I was well, and now that I'm sick, I shouldn't go to him. ”

"He has grown up, he can understand, he can understand that you have a hard time separating back then."

"Forget it, don't bother him." The woman smiled bitterly, and suddenly seemed to remember something, she opened the futon first and stood up: "Although I don't know what method you used, or if I am just returning to the light now, I think now is my best appearance." Xiao Xuan, can you help me take a photo, I hope I can keep the way I look now. ”

"Mother has changed her hospital gown."

"Hmm. I remember when I married your father, he gave me a red cheongsam. At that time, I thought that color was too outstanding, so I wore it beautifully. Now this face is quite suitable. The woman pointed to the wardrobe: "I should have brought it, I was going to take it with me when I left, but now it is just right, I can wear it and go." ”

The young man's nose was sore, and he quickly turned around: "I'll go outside and wait first, and my mother will call me after changing my clothes." ”

went out and closed the door, the young man wiped his nose, turned on his mobile phone, found the phone number and dialed out: "Hey, hello, my name is Li Xuan, are you Shu Zhanbo?" ”

"I am." The other party hesitated and asked, "Do I know you?" ”

"You don't know me, but we know the same woman."

"Sorry, I don't have a girlfriend."

"I'm not talking about my girlfriend, I'm talking about my mother."

The other party was silent for a moment and said, "Sorry, I don't accept such harassing calls." ”

"Don't hang up yet, what I said is true. My name is Li Xuan, and I am your mother's stepson. A few years ago, your mother married my father, and we became a family. She is a good stepmother. ”

"I'm sorry, I don't have a mother."

"Shu Zhanbo, I know you hate her, but she's dying. She died, and in this world, you will no longer have a mother. ”

The other party was silent for a while: "I haven't had a mother for a long time, and my mother died when I was very young." ”

After speaking, the other party hung up the phone with a "snap".

"Xiao Xuan, is it your father's phone?" A woman's voice came from inside the hospital room.

"No, it's not, it's my colleague's phone, it's a work thing." Li Xuan clenched his mobile phone: "Mother, have you changed your clothes?" ”

"Hmm!" The woman replied softly.

Li Xuan pushed open the door and saw a young woman standing in front of the window, wearing a cheongsam.

Pick up the phone, adjust the angle, and gently press the shooting button at the woman. There is an extra beauty in the mobile phone who has gone through the years.

"Mother, look at it."

Li Xuan pointed the mobile phone screen at the woman, but found that the woman was already lying on the ground. Her face quickly shriveled down again.

Woman, gone, after leaving that picture, gone.

Everyone knows that when she left this world, she still had the child she hadn't seen for many years in her heart.

In the Ruyi rouge shop, the magpie put down the bronze mirror.

"Hey, as a woman, it's better not to get married and have children, otherwise in the end, it is yourself who is wronged, you are the one who suffers, and it is yourself who swallows everything."

"So pessimistic at a young age?"

"My sister is wrong, it's not pessimism, it's seeing the reality clearly. My sister thinks that the men in this world will go through thousands of years like a fox brother-in-law, and they won't change their minds? ”

"Millennium? It would be nice if he could keep it up for decades. Xing Ruyi shook his head: "It is said that this woman's heart is a needle under the sea, but in fact, a man's heart is even more unpredictable." One second, he may still be affectionately telling you that he loves you, and the next second he will tell you that he is in love with someone else and wants you to fulfill them. You're right, women, it's better not to fall in love, not to get married, not to have children. ”

"Shhh The magpie pressed her finger to her lips: "Was that box of Rouge sisters given to them?" ”

"Or else? I don't know how to collect yang energy, besides, such a handsome little brother, I can't bear to let him walk and meet ghosts. ”

"It turns out that my sister still does business based on her appearance."

"Hmm." Xing Ruyi didn't refute it.

"My sister is kind-hearted, but unfortunately, this ghost, the handsome little brother will still see it." The magpie held his chin: "Sister, don't you know that the rouge in the Ruyi Rouge Shop can't be given away for free?" ”

"Is there a rule?"

Originally, there was none, but then something happened to my sister, and the business of the rouge shop was not as good as day by day, so it was troublesome, and the fox brother-in-law set such a rule. We can do less business, but we can't lose money every time we do business. ”

"What will that Li Xuan see?"

"What else will I see, his stepmother." The magpie shook his head: "In the first seven soul nights, he will see his stepmother's ghost, and when the time comes, one of the three yang fires on his body will be extinguished." As for the rest, it depends on his own creation. ”

"You mean, he's going to die?"

"Death, not rather, but something else may happen." The magpie looked at the bronze mirror: "There are some things that we can't control, and we can only wait to see the results." ”