Yan Hatsuyin took the bank card.

It's light, but it feels heavy.

Is this the last thing my mother left to herself?

Her mother left so early that Yan Hatsune's impression of her was a little blurred.

However, her mother has always occupied an important position in Yan Hatsune's heart

Her impression of her mother is gentle and demure, with long inky hair like a waterfall.

This is also the reason why Yan Hatsune likes to have long black hair.

Mother likes to listen to old records, she likes to listen to vintage music, she likes to wear long dresses and behave elegantly.

She likes to dance to the music of the record.

At that time, Yan Chuyin was like a small audience, standing aside and watching blankly.

She felt that her mother was beautiful, like a starry sky in the middle of summer.

Deeply beautiful.

When her mother danced, she would come to her with a smile, gently take her little hand, and lead her to dance together.

At that time, she felt very happy.

Mother, what a gentle person.

When she was a child, she was very afraid of injections, and when she saw the slender needles, she would always avoid crying.

At this time, the mother would always gently pat her head and comfort her in an unusually soft tone, "Good baby, let's eat candy together after the injection?" Very sweet ......"

Mother always speaks softly, not strong at all, like a warm sea breeze, which makes people involuntarily intoxicated.

Her last memory of her mother was that her mother stood in front of the flower field of the manor, looking at a field of golden sunflowers, and said in a misty voice, "Yinyin, I really want to make a sunflower now." ”

Yan Hatsune was very young at the time, only seven or eight years old, and she didn't understand why her mother suddenly wanted to make a sunflower.

Sunflowers are beautiful, but they can't walk, smile, or eat, so they're not good at all......

She looked at her mother, frowning in confusion.

Mother turned her head to look at her, her eyebrows and eyes were quiet, but with a lightness, the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, revealing a smile that was even more dazzling than sunflowers, "Sunflowers can always see the sun, and I don't know if I can see the sun tomorrow." ”

"Why can't you see it?" The young Yan Hatsune didn't understand the meaning of her mother's words, so she just asked bluntly.

In the end, her mother did not answer her, but gave her a beautiful smile.

She will never forget that sunset evening, the bright sunflower fields, and her mother's helpless smile.

At that time, Yan Chuyin didn't notice the obvious paleness of his mother's face, the sickness that couldn't be concealed between his eyebrows and eyes, and his mother's increasingly thin figure......

Later, the mother was admitted to the hospital on an ordinary night and never returned.

When Yan Hatsune saw her again, her mother lay calmly, unable to speak, unable to smile, cold and silent.

She was too young to have a clear idea of life and death, only that her mother could no longer open her eyes, smile at her, or pull her to dance.

Realizing this, the young Yan Hatsune couldn't help crying.

Her mother, no more.

The mother left in a hurry, without saying goodbye, without admonition, and without leaving anything behind.

Yan Chuyin woke up from her memories, she looked at the bank card in her hand with a complicated expression.

This is what my mother left for herself.

After all, she still can't let go of herself, even if she knows that she is not her biological child.