The moment she pushed open the bedroom door, Lin Chuxia saw the pink Barbie doll, lying quietly on the bed, smiling at her.

It was a girlhood's dream, it was a feeling she couldn't let go, she thought it was lost, she thought she could never get it back.

Lin Chuxia walked to the bed, squatted down, and gently touched Barbie, her hair, her skirt wings, still the feeling she had when she was young, and she still smiled sweetly at her.

"I know that this is your most cherished thing, so I have been keeping it for you, thinking that one day I will return it to you." Luo Yichen stood behind her.

He can still clearly remember that Lin Chuxia took her Barbie doll, with her dreams as a girl, and gave up everything in Beijing, even her parents, and went to herself. In the face of such a desperate love, how can he live up to it? How dare he let it down!

In the middle of the bed, there is a large bouquet of roses, delicate and fragrant.

After Luo Yichen got off the plane, the first thing he did was to order flowers. He doesn't want to watch silently, he doesn't want to miss, he doesn't want to leave regrets!

"Thank you......" Lin Chuxia stood up with tears in her eyes: "Thank you for everything you have done for me." ”

"For the rest of my life, I will accompany you!" Luo Yichen looked at Lin Chuxia with a firm look in his eyes.

"It's just that we're now, how do we get started?"

"I know it's hard, there are a lot of real problems, and we can take our time." Luo Yichen put his two hands on Lin Chuxia's shoulders: "Promise me." ”

Lin Chuxia nodded, this man will protect her for the rest of her life.

In the following days, Luo Yichen's daily video calls will come as scheduled.

This kind of companionship has become a part of each other's lives.

The love of middle-aged people, companionship is the most affectionate confession, even if it is accompanied by a video call, Lin Chuxia is also satisfied.

Every day, there will be someone who asks for warmth, cares about everything about you, and those warm words are enough to make your cold heart slowly recover.

Lin Chuxia will think of the days when she went to France for further study when she was young, and the video calls with Luo Yichen every day, and the endless lovesickness and love.

The love of young people is like lightning and thunder, vigorous, and the love of middle-aged people is more calm and calm, more understanding and wisdom.

On weekends, Lin Chuxia was at home writing a psychology paper.

There was a knock on ......the door.

Lin Chuxia muttered in her heart, who could it be? I'm happy that I won't come back from overtime this week, and Momo should go back to my grandmother's house.

opened the door, and his son Wen Zimo was standing at the door.

"Momo, come in." When Lin Chuxia saw his son, he seemed to be in a bad mood.

Wen Zimo put down his backpack and sat on the sofa.

"Why didn't you go back to grandma's house?" Lin Chuxia sat next to his son.

"Dad brought a woman home today......" Wen Zimo's eyes were full of resentment.

"Momo, my parents are divorced, and it is natural for my father to be with other women." Lin Chuxia touched his son's head: "You can think like this, your father is fifty years old, and it's not bad to have someone to take care of." For us, health is the most important thing. ”

"Mom, can't you and Dad ever be together again?"

"No way."

"I still can't accept it, I've grown up in happiness since I was a child, and love has never been missing, but now it's ......"

"Momo, you have grown up now, as a man, there are many things to face, don't blindly fall into the whirlpool of feelings, suppress yourself, no matter what happens, you have to accept it, even if it is the breakdown of the original family."

"Mom, are you like Dad, and you want to find someone to accompany you?"

"Before you don't accept this, your mother won't look for it, and your mother will always grow up with you." Lin Chuxia looked at his tall and handsome son, facing his son, his happiness was not worth mentioning in front of his son.

She secretly made up her mind in her heart that she would not hurt her son again, even the slightest harm.

"What do you want to eat? Mommy does it for you. ”

"Instant noodles."

"Junk food, not nutritious!"

"The key is that mom is instant noodles cooked deliciously!"

"Well, for the last time!"

Lin Chuxia couldn't bear to refuse any request from his son, even if it was an unreasonable request.

……

Wen Jinghao took An Lei home for the first time.

He hesitated, but he called his son Wen Zimo first. After all, he and An Lei are serious, and their son will have to pass this hurdle sooner or later. My son has been doing well lately and is willing to go home, be close to him, and communicate with him.

"Momo, go home on the weekend, there are guests at home." Answering the phone, Wen Jinghao went straight to the topic.

"Who?"

"Aunt An Lei, meet for the first time, introduce you to you."

"I made an appointment with my classmates." Wen Zimo said coldly.

"Oh, then, I see."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Jinghao felt a sense of loss in his heart, and thought about it, it's better not to come back, take your time.

Mother Wen is still satisfied with An Lei, this woman looks reliable, knowledgeable, and of the same age, and when she heard that she is from Xi'an, she is even more smiling.

"It's still the township party, it's the best!"

"Auntie, eat fish." An Lei added a piece of fish to Wenmu's bowl.

"Okay, okay, you eat more, early this morning, Jing Hao went out to buy vegetables, and after being busy for a few hours, he made a table of dishes for you." Mother Wen looked at her son: "He hasn't cooked for me for a long time." ”

"Auntie, when you have time in the future, I'll help you cook."

"How? You're all busy, I'm just an idler, I'll cook. Mother Wen sandwiched the dishes for An Lei: "It's just that my best thing is to pull noodles, and I can't make a big meal!" ”

"Auntie, I love noodles!"

"When I heard it, they were all from Shaanxi!"

……

Mother Wen's heart is finally steady, and her daughter-in-law has settled.

Seeing off An Lei, Wen Jinghao entered the door.

"Son, when did you get the certificate?"

"Mom, you're in a hurry than me!"

"Mom thinks An Lei is good, and wants you to have a family, and someone will take care of it."

"Mom, I'm not going to get a license." Wen Jinghao sat on the sofa, picked up the remote control, and turned on the TV.

"What do you mean? Illegal cohabitation? ”

"Mom, you don't have to understand it first!" Wen Jinghao saw that his mother was a little upset, and his tone softened. His mother is almost eighty years old, and he can no longer make his mother angry with his temperament as before.

"Understand and understand, the first one is very thorough, it's not the same as being deceived for twenty years! Your dad doesn't know yet! ”

"Mom, is it interesting to talk about this?" Wen Jinghao listened to his mother's old story again, and he didn't feel good in his heart.

I let it go, but Mother, this matter is like a thorn in my heart, and I can't pull it out anymore.

The old man's mind has solidified, and she can't convince herself of the reality that she can't accept.

"Are you in a hurry to hold your grandson?" Wen Jinghao jumped to the topic.

"I have a grandson!"

"Then why are you in a hurry!"

Mother Wen was silent, turned around and walked into the kitchen.

Wen Jinghao looked at his mother's increasingly hunched figure, and his heart felt sour......