Yang Jingqiu was silent and didn't speak, as if remembering the scenes over the years, she couldn't help but show a self-deprecating smile.

Her whole life is like a joke.

Seeing that Yang Jingqiu was lifeless, it was a pale that she had never seen before, Zhao Siqing was a little panicked, and gently shook her and said, "Mom, you take care of my ......"

Yang Jingqiu came back to her senses and looked at Zhao Siqing, her tone was very light, and she said softly: "Qingqing, I am not your mother, your mother is a famous talented woman in Binhai, not a crazy woman who everyone avoids." ”

Zhao Siqing kept shaking his head and choked up: "I don't want it, I just want you... I just want you. ”

Zhao Siqing threw herself into her arms, and tears fell uncontrollably.

"You can't do without me, let's act as if nothing happened, okay?"

The corners of Yang Jingqiu's eyes were also a little moist, and she reached out and gently stroked Zhao Siqing's hair.

"I know I'm not your child, so you just picked me up from the trash can outside, okay? I will be obedient in the future... I'm going to never you off again...... You don't want my mother. Zhao Siqing choked up and spoke.

Thinking of Yang Jingqiu's refusal to ask her, the tears became more and more fierce.

No matter how cold the war and quarrels have been over the years, she has never been so scared as she is now.

Because she seems to have always known that no matter what happens, Yang Jingqiu will always be there.

She never imagined that one day she would refuse to admit herself again.

Her tears were warm, and they fell on her body wet, Yang Jingqiu said softly: "You stained my clothes, I hate others rubbing tears on me the most." ”

Zhao Siqing raised her head and looked at her, her eyes were red like rabbits, and she said softly in a soft voice: "Then I'll buy you a new one." ”

Yang Jingqiu stared at her for a few seconds, then chuckled, "Okay, then I'll buy the most expensive one." ”

Zhao Siqing raised his hand to wipe the tears on his face, and said softly: "If I can't afford it, let Huo Jingchen buy it for you, he has money." ”

Yang Jingqiu looked at her and chuckled, obviously her face was also full of tears, but she reached out to wipe it for Zhao Siqing, and said softly: "You cry too ugly, you really don't look like me at all." ”

Zhao Siqing climbed into bed and got into Yang Jingqiu's arms, closed her eyes and said softly: "My mother is the best-looking person in the world, a fairy." ”

Yang Jingqiu took her in her arms and patted her gently, just like when she had nightmares when she was a child and coaxed her to sleep.

Zhao Siqing suddenly remembered that in fact, Yang Jingqiu had also given her a lot of tenderness.

She will be with her when she has nightmares, will take time off to take care of her when she is sick, and will also go to the person who bullied her to settle accounts when she is being bullied.

Zhao Siqing's crying eyes were swollen so badly, she couldn't help but remember that when she was a child, Yang Jingqiu would sit at her desk every time she came back late at night to check her homework, correct it carefully, and get up early to make her favorite breakfast, although her craftsmanship was really poor, and the things she made were not delicious at all.

She would also buy her beautiful dresses, although she would always throw them unceremoniously to her and say they were from the client.

She would also go to the parent-teacher conference for her, disgusted and chattering about the trouble, but on the other hand, she prepared a notepad and a ballpoint pen to carefully memorize what the teacher said.

"You can't do without me." Zhao Siqing spoke softly, and the tears became more and more fierce.

Huo Jingchen stood in front of the door and watched this scene, turned around and exited the bedroom, leaned against the wall next to the door and slowly lowered his eyes, and did not go in to disturb again.