The mother and daughter were silent for a while, and Lu Xiaobei spoke: "Mom, so at that time... You're so sad, aren't you... But for me... You've got to be strong......"

At that time, Lu Xiaobei was still too young, if she was not strong, how should she take care of the child.

Bei Ma closed her solemn eyes, as if for a moment, she fell into that dusty memory, which really hurts and makes me sad. It was like a pool of heavy muddy water, pulling her all the way down, drowning her heart, making it difficult for her to breathe, making her feel like she was struggling desperately, so tired, so tired......

But she couldn't close her eyes and sink, because her child on the shore was still calling for her mother... Mom......

"Actually, I'm almost forgetting that feeling now......" Bei Ma said after a while. The corners of his mouth inadvertently evoked a faint smile.

Yes, maybe you have been hurt in your relationship, and if you mention it many years later, you won't cry anymore, you won't run away anymore, you will just smile indifferently.

Laugh at your own stupidity, laugh at how many of the same stupidity there are in this world.

……

At half past eleven o'clock in the evening, all the single-day episodes have ended, and another life story continues to be staged - I wonder if the families of these actors will watch together like them - Nan Yanchun is finally back.

From the moment he heard the password, Lu Xiaobei inexplicably began to get nervous. She didn't know how he would meet her mother, and she didn't know what she should do so that she wouldn't be seen by her mother.

She acted with him, although it was not the first time to play a couple, but it was all outside, and it was the first time in this house.

The door opened, and Bei Ma, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately got up.

It can be seen that she is probably also a little nervous.

A tall figure who is slightly thinner than what looks in the camera walks in the door, wearing a dark casual suit, British high-top skateboard shoes, and holding a computer bag and a bunch of ...... Fresh flowers......

"Hello Auntie." The soft voice shouted naturally without the slightest embarrassment.

With this shout, Lu Xiaobei remembered that he should get up.

Hurriedly rushed forward, Ms. Jian had already naturally spoken: "It's so late, it's really hard!" ”

I didn't change my shoes, I just put the computer bag on the shoe cabinet on the side first, and went into the hall with the flowers.

The light in his eyes was gentle, and after glancing at Lu Xiaobei, he sent the flowers to Mother Bei's hand, only smiled warmly, and did not speak.

——

More than an hour ago, in his music company, just after a meeting and assigning the next work arrangements, Nan Shaodong suddenly asked the employees at the end: "That... First time meeting... Should... Mom who sent his girlfriend... What gift ......? ”

The male employees, except for Ji Qian, were all at a loss.

The female employees were quick to respond:

"Perfume!"

"Bag!"

"My girlfriend's mother must also be a woman, as long as the more expensive a woman likes, the better, yes......"

……

Nan Shaodong thought about it for a long time, and finally chose flowers.

But at this point, the flower shop is not a convenience store, and there are few that are open 24 hours a day, so Nan Shaodong ran to three flower shops found on the Internet to buy this bouquet of flowers.

——

Not to mention sending flowers, just to see such a spiritual, polite, and gentlemanly daughter's boyfriend standing in front of her, she is already happy enough, and she likes it enough - thinking that it is the first time in her life that someone has sent such a large bouquet of flowers, and she is even more excited.