She still rejected her biological mother.

Yan Liangxi's heart was a little uncomfortable.

Holding the phone, he stood in place, in a kind of confusion.

I can't help but think of bits and pieces about my mother.

Before her parents divorced, her mother treated her very well, and dressed her up beautifully every day, but her father always ignored her, as if it was not his home at all, going out early and returning late, sometimes coming back drunk, and arguing with her mother almost every day.

Every time there was a quarrel, her mother would let her into a small room and show her cartoons so that she would not come out.

She knew that her parents were going to quarrel again, so she obediently stayed there and watched cartoons, constantly telling herself in her heart that she was going to grow up quickly, and as long as she grew up, she would have the ability to let her parents stop quarreling.

It's just that before I grew up, my parents divorced.

After divorcing his mother, his father quickly followed a rich woman and never looked back at her.

Her mother gave her to her grandmother after that, and then she also left home and left the city.

Although she would send money back every year, she rarely came back to see her.

Sometimes habits can be changed.

It's like the attachment to my mother, which slowly turns into no longer missing.

When Yan Liangxi was at a loss, someone gently rubbed her hair.

Yan Liangxi blinked his eyes and saw that he didn't know when he was standing beside him, holding a glass of milk in his hand.

Seeing that she came back to her senses, he handed over the milk in his hand: "Drink the milk and go to rest early." ”

He didn't ask about the phone, and Yan Liangxi didn't take the initiative to say, took the cup in his hand and took a sip.

Qin Mian didn't leave, but watched her drink the milk one after another before taking the cup in her hand and walking out of the room.

As he was about to walk out of the room, her voice rang from behind him: "She's calling." ”

She was referring to words of love, and he knew it.

Qin Mian stopped: "You want to see her?" ”

Yan Liangxi shook his head, "I don't want to." ”

She didn't want to see her, because she didn't know what to say.

"She's always been your mother." When Qin Mian said this, he didn't have too much consciousness or anything, just the superficial meaning.

Yan Liangxi was slightly puzzled.

Because he never said such a thing when facing his father.

But when facing his mother, he said such things, did he know something.

After thinking about it, what could he know, nothing more than knowing that she had come back because of her aunt's affairs.

"Hmm." Yan Liangxi didn't ask anything in the end, and snorted.

Qin Mian was still not at ease, and turned sideways: "Don't think about it, now you just need to study hard, and since many things can go with the flow, let them go with the flow." ”

"I know."

"Sleep."

"Hmm."

Qin Mian walked out of the bedroom and gently brought the door to the door.

Yan Liangxi watched the door of the room close, then turned sideways and went to bed.

Lying on the bed, I couldn't sleep after tossing and turning, Yan Liangxi sighed softly, simply sat up, leaned on the head of the bed, picked up the phone and looked at the phone.

There was silence on the mobile phone, and looking at the mobile phone number that had just called, his eyes became deeper and deeper.

Mother? Mom?

This term is really too unfamiliar to her.

Mother's love and father's love, she is a stranger, and it can be said that she no longer knows what mother's love and father's love are.

As a child, she really wanted to be loved by them.

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