"Why are you asking my mother?" Yifeng looked at him with wide eyes.

Shi Jingrong's throat rolled and pulled out a smile, "I may, know your mother." ”

Hearing this, Yifeng's eyes dimmed, "Except for my sister, no one knows my mother." ”

Shi Jingrong's heart throbbed, and he ran out of the deepest memories that had been sealed for a long time at an inopportune time.

He had also imagined the future with her, and he had imagined the children of the future.

Will that be the case?

He looked down at the child, with the same almond eyes as hers, and smiled like a crescent moon on a summer night.

He already had a little thought in his heart, although he didn't know what was going on, but this child was his.

"Maybe, I really know your mother." Shi Jingrong took out his mobile phone, and the slight trembling movements of his hands revealed a little anxiety, and the sorrow that had been suppressed by him for many years suddenly poured out.

He turned on the screensaver of his mobile phone, it was a girl, in her twenties, the gradient blue of the watercolor gradually spread from the bottom of the skirt to the top and shallow, and the white little face was sweet and moving to smile back under the scattered sycamore flowers.

Yi Feng turned around and looked over, stunned and looked up at him again, with a complicated expression, "You really know my mother!" ”

Shi Jingrong only felt that the air around him was so thin that he couldn't breathe, and the hand holding the child became more and more forceful, and the nails with the short tail fingers were embedded in the flesh, giving him a sense of realism.

Is this really his child?

Is it really the child he repented of?

What about Xu Ji? Are you still living in this world?

Are you also worried about him and the child?

My Sun and Moon Confession Prayer, did it really work?

The years he used all his affection to depict, those broken dreams and the future, there was still sustenance to be waiting for.

It turns out that there is a little redemption at every step of his miraculous miracul.

A little bit is enough.

"A little is enough." He muttered softly.

"Uncle, don't cry!" Yifeng hurriedly raised his head and shouted.

His tears smashed on Yifeng's face before he noticed it.

Yifeng was frightened by him, and raised his sleeve to wipe the tears on his face, "You, don't cry!" ”

Shi Jingrong noticed the gaffe for a while, raised his hand to pinch his soft hand, put it back in his arms, and let him sit down obediently, with his strong self-control over the years, he put away all his emotions, pulled the corners of his mouth and asked softly, "Can you, can you tell me about your mother?" ”

Hearing this, Yifeng seemed to hesitate, leaned on his shoulder again, and whispered, "I've only seen photos, my mother has never seen me, my sister is called my mother's aunt." ”

Shi Jingrong's eyes widened suddenly, his pupils shrank, his thick and slender eyelashes trembled slightly, hiding his turbulent eyes, and he suddenly laughed, a little sad and suppressed in his voice.

Yifeng looked at him puzzled, "Why are you laughing?" ”

Shi Jingrong lowered his voice and put his big hand on his head, "Because I know your mother." ”

Yifeng didn't pay attention to his words, but just lay on his shoulder again, and his voice was soft, "Uncle, do you know why my mother doesn't want me?" ”

Hearing this sentence, Shi Jingrong was shocked, almost lost his voice, and his voice was hoarse like an old man who had experienced vicissitudes, "She loves you very much, but she can't come to you because of many things, but you have to remember that she loves you the most." ”

"Really?" Yifeng looked up at him expectantly.

"Hmm." Shi Jingrong turned his head and looked at the plane tree in the distance, "She really, really loves you." ”。

Otherwise, I wouldn't have put my life on my children.