After about a minute, the message beeped, and Cloud Shadow straightened up from the back of the chair and slid the mouse.

Weiwei's mother: What happened on the day your daughter went missing?

Cloud Shadow's fingers trembled slightly, and they were distinctly heavy when he tapped the keyboard.

Tehya: Why do you ask?

Weiwei's mother: I've always felt it, but it's hard to say, if you don't want to......

Tehya: My daughter has a good neighbor brother, the son of a big brother who watched me grow up. Five days after the child was taken away by his grandfather, my daughter was gone. In those days, my daughter was not in a good mood. At that time, my twin was one year old, and not long after he learned to walk, my sister tore up the album that the child had given to my daughter. My sister immediately cried, she was so angry that she pushed her sister to the ground, bang, and cried. The youngest daughter was born in a weak body and was the focus of the whole family. When I went downstairs, I saw my husband take my daughter aside and hit her with a ruler and her hand, which was very fierce. The grandparents were also on the sidelines, quite angry. 'This is your sister, you are your sister, how can you be so bad?' "Tong Yu'an, it's just a picture album, you can buy it if it's broken." My sister is still so young, you can't do this? It's so ignorant! My daughter also realized it and apologized while crying. After I carried my daughter upstairs, she kept saying sorry. Let me hit her too, she was wrong and never again. I didn't have to go back to the hospital for long, and there was a major operation that day, and the director asked me to be the second in command. Before leaving, my daughter also asked me to tell her father that she was wrong and asked me to help her get her father to forgive her and not be angry. I said that Dad would forgive her.

That was the last time I saw my daughter. I closed the door, and she sat alone on the couch, wiping her tears and not knowing what she was looking at. In the afternoon, my youngest daughter had a fever, and my husband took her to the hospital, and two hours later, the nanny called and said that my daughter was playing in the alley and was gone......

Two years ago, I remembered to ask my husband if he had forgiven his daughter. He didn't say anything, and smoked half a night on the balcony.

Weiwei's mother: You never thought that your first child had a half chance of being a son?

Tehya: No. I have a hunch.

Vivi's mother: It's not a hunch.

Tehya: What is it?

Mother Vivi: Your heart, your soul, yourself, everything you long for but never get.

Tehya: What do you want to say?

Weiwei's mother: Your daughter is you, little you, you who have suffered so much. She is too bitter, too painful, too lonely, and she longs for warmth and beauty. If you want to save her, how can you save her? It is the life ideal you set in the first year of high school, to give birth to a daughter and be a mother. Treat your daughter as you and do everything you can to give her the best of everything.

So now you have lost not only your daughter, but also yourself, and you can't save her.

On that day, there was actually nothing to hate, everyone was just educating children, human nature.

It's just that you think it's bullying, and when you see your daughter wronged and crying, you see yourself when you were a child.

You hate, only hate.

But Xiaoying, An'er is not only your child, but also theirs. They love her and they love you. When I was desperate, I also hated why my husband didn't take a good look at his daughter, and I also complained about why my parents couldn't understand me.

When my daughters came back to me, I gradually realized that my painful past was also hurting them. I hope you can see clearly, don't get confused for a moment and cover everything in front of you.

Be a little more lenient with them, and you'll be a little more relaxed.

Yun Ying's face was as white as paper after reading it, his whole body was cold, and his typing hand was also trembling.

Tehya: I think we haven't been able to talk for a while. You understand me, but you're not me. I love my daughter, and I don't need any reason for that. None of what you say is true. We're not in the same situation, it's late today, so be it. Good bye.

After taking a bath, it was already ten o'clock in the evening when Tongle came out of the bathroom.

Cloud Shadow was sitting on a wicker chair on the balcony with his knees crossed, facing the night, silently.

Their room is downstairs in the back yard, planted with a variety of flowers.

The cool breeze of a midsummer night brings refreshment, and the fragrance of flowers wafts into the room.

Tong Le walked over as if attracted by the dark fragrance, and when he approached his wife, he found that all the scents were inferior to the faint familiar fragrance on her body. He was right next to her, a little higher than her knee-high. He kissed her ear and arm, "Next time, don't just walk away without saying anything, okay?" I'm worried, and the kids are scared of ......."

Cloud Shadow stared sideways at a certain point in the night sky, silent.

Tong Le buried his face in his shoulder, "My son told us that you want to take him on a trip, right?" ”

His hair was still a little wet, touching the skin of her neck, making her tilt her head sensitively slightly.

"Mom and Dad agreed." He whispered.

Cloud Shadow's eyes blinked very lightly.

"Don't you really want me to accompany you?"

The wind was cool and blowing, and in the wind, the man's voice was low and muffled, and a little broken.

Cloud Shadow was indifferent.

Silence is either acquiescence or rejection. Everyone understands this truth.

Tong Le's gaze lingered on his wife's side face, and under the long stagnant silence, he was a little breathless, and suddenly picked her up and returned to the bed.

At least the puppet has a smiley face service, and Yunying is like a living dead, and her feelings, perceptions, consciousness, and memories are completely strangled under her husband's body.

Even the emotions of resistance appear negative, and the body is tired and soft, as if it has no bones.

At the mercy of her husband.

This situation makes men fall into a sense of weightlessness that they can't feel the point of focus.

Since when?

Last month, were their parents angry and forbade them to go out again?

No.

Since a year ago, on the way back from Luocheng County, there has been an insurmountable obstacle between them. He was quarantined.

The woman who wouldn't let go of his hand no matter what happened, and who wouldn't break until she was close to him, was lost like that.

She didn't say anything to him anymore.

What he said and did was disgusting to her.

He had forgotten how long it had been since she had kissed him and hugged him.

When was the last time she called him "brother"?

It's not his woman. She wouldn't be like that. Even if she goes to the most desperate and crazy high-pitched, she will be in a tearful sweat, she will join him, kiss him deeply, cater to him deeply, cry, plead, do not allow him to say that he is tired, do not allow him to be sick, do not allow her to die before her, otherwise, she will go crazy, she will wander into a madman who no one dares to want, and she will be humiliated, and let him die without peace of mind.

The snowflakes in the sky turned his hair, eyebrows, and eyes, and she would be more miserable and frightened than she had foreseen her old age and decay. Brushing away the snowflakes that stuck to him, completely wrapping his head with his own clothes, not letting the wind and snow make up his face, telling him over and over again that he can't grow old, not old at all.

Feeling that she was almost unable to breathe, Tong Le let go of her lips and kissed her ears and her neck deeply......

Only if she felt the slightest feeling, he didn't get tired of it.

He wouldn't stop, she didn't stop with him for a second, he would keep waiting until she caught up with him.

The floor-to-ceiling windows were wide open, and the cool breeze turned to a strong wind, swept into the room, and the thunder whispered in the low sky.

The storm is coming.

The room filled the night, as if it was not the night that confused the lucid and the empty, but his voice shouted the night, like a soothing, more like a shout.

Cloud Shadow turned his head from his shoulder to look at the sky outside the window, and suddenly laughed.

Laughter is clearer than thunder, wilder than night, deeper than his exertion.

She laughed like this, and the childlike fun ended like this.

One person begins, one person ends.

She followed, but also stopped halfway.

Thunder and lightning roared, storms and rains, turning the heavens and the earth, wandering all over the room.

The group photo on the bedside table fell to the floor, and the bottles and cans on the dressing table fell one after another, and it felt like the whole room was going to be overturned.

Luckily, An'er's stuff wasn't in this room.

Fortunately, Hao'er sleeps very deeply and does not wake up easily.

Fortunately, Ah Heng will not kick the quilt when he sleeps.

Otherwise, none of them would have the strength to pay attention.

The wind and rain are also powerless.

When the thunder was gone, and when the lightning was no longer terrifying, Tong Le removed his hand from his wife's ear, and his chest was off her eyes, and covered her with a quilt, and turned her head inward, and covered her with a pillow.

He rolled over and got out of bed, closed the window, and picked up the photo of the couple without breaking it. Fortunately.

Then, one by one, the things that were blown to the ground were returned to their original places, remembering that they were damaged, and they were bought again tomorrow.

Take a rag to wipe every corner and a mop to wipe the water on the floor.

Cloud Shadow fell asleep to the sound of the movement.

When their room returned to its original state, Tong Le returned to the bed and got into the bed, only to know that his wife was asleep. He looked at the time, half past eleven.

For the first time in nine years, she fell asleep before the wee hours of the morning. Really sleeping for the first time.

Fortunately, neither the thunder nor the lightning returned, and the wind and rain gradually subsided.

After staring at his wife's quiet and peaceful face for a few minutes, Tong Le gradually felt sleepy, and gently and slowly hugged her in his arms and closed his eyes.

Yun Ying was clearly asleep, but when her husband hugged her into his arms, he unconsciously pressed his back against his chest and grabbed his little finger.

The subtle movements, in fact, were so slight that they seemed to be nothing.

Tong Le hugged his wife as if he felt pain at that moment and kissed her on the head.