10 years old......

"Dad, I've grown ten centimeters taller, can I see my mother?"

"No way!"

Twelve years old......

"Dad, I've grown five centimeters taller, and I'm the tallest in the class, taller than all the boys."

Ning Yu was really proud and complacent, but Ning Tengfei only hummed softly, as if he hadn't made a sound, just focusing on the sea of paper.

"Then I can see ......"

Before the word mother could be spoken, Ning Tengfei suddenly received a phone call, and then left, leaving her alone to stand there with anticipation.

Finally, the eyes of hope slowly fell into disappointment, gradually empty, and finally turned into disappointment.

Fifteen years old......

This time, she has grown a little taller again, and she has become slim, and the embryo of a beauty has appeared.

However, at this time, she no longer thinks that being single and high represents a person's growth, at least, this is not enough to be the decisive reason for her to meet her mother.

"Dad, I'm fifteen years old, I've grown up!"

This time, she felt that her father had no reason to object, and at the age of fifteen, her mind was no less than that of an ordinary adult, and even much more mature than them.

However, she was still rejected by her father, and even though she had not yet said that she was going to see her mother, he directly gave her a denial.

But this time she was not angry or depressed, but a little happy, because her father agreed, although not now, but he gave her a deadline commitment.

"Eighteen years old, when your eighteenth birthday is over, you can meet your mother!"

She was very happy, although there were still three years before she turned eighteen, she was not in a hurry at all, she had waited for seven years, and it was not bad for these three years.

She was even more afraid that her bargaining would make her father stretch the time indefinitely, so she left in a hurry after Dad spoke, for fear that he would suddenly change his words.

……

Although Qian went abroad this year, although her father has more and more requirements for her, with Cong's company and hope for finally seeing her mother, she feels that life is not so unbearable.

Three years is not a long time for her, and it has even passed in the blink of an eye.

Finally, she ushered in her eighteenth birthday, and her father held a big birthday party for her, inviting a lot of people from all over the upper class, but she didn't care about these, all she was looking forward to was Ying Liqian, who promised her that she would come back today for her coming-of-age ceremony.

When she appeared in the limelight, when she became the center of everyone's eyes, her heart seemed to rise to her throat at once, because there was a person in the crowd that she dreamed of.

After eight years of waiting and eight years of waiting, she finally mustered up the courage to prepare for a showdown with him, however, she did not wait for his arrival, what she was waiting for was only his gift, which Cong sent for him, and sent a simple and clear sentence:

I'm sorry, but the company can't leave.

There are no superfluous explanations, the same rhetoric as others who can't come today, even more concise than they are.

Others will at least say the specific reason, because of something they have to do or people they have to meet, so they can't participate, whether it's true or not, at least there is no flaw on the surface, and they will even have a good impression because of their polite attitude.

Of course, she wasn't interested in those people, she didn't care if they came or not, and she didn't care if she was polite or not.

There was only one thing she cared about, Ying Liqian, and all he gave her was a sentence that she couldn't leave, so she sent her away so casually.

She wouldn't suspect that Cong had said this on purpose, because he had a good relationship with Qian.

And later, she also called to question Qian, and at that moment she knew that Cong had already said it tactfully enough.

didn't wait for her to ask about the guilt, Qian directly made the words clear on the phone, and gave her a sentence that it was impossible for them to be a relationship between relatives or friends.

She was struck by lightning and her whole body stiffened, as if she was in a thousand-year-old ice cellar.

The throbbing heart of the eighteen-year-old flower girl was shattered by him at that moment.

She was so shocked that she couldn't even speak, the original confession was like a fish in her throat, and she was even a little glad that he didn't give her a chance to say it, otherwise she would only be more embarrassed.

She hung up the phone in a hurry, not even having time to say goodbye.

The phone rang soon, and sure enough, it was Qian calling, and she angrily pressed it and hung up.

However, he still sat on the ground and looked at the mobile phone on the coffee table stupidly, expecting it to light up again.

She waited for a long, long time, until her feet were cold and she couldn't wait for it to ring again.

Finally, she cried, heartbroken with her head and knees crying, and her eight-year-old hidden love was completely offset by his friends and relatives, and she was out of breath with this powerlessness.

She was crying, but she couldn't make a sound, only babbling hoarseness kept coming out, and the whimpering breath made her heart depressed and she couldn't breathe.

Bell bell bell ......

The phone rang again, and she jerked her head, forgetting to sort out her emotions, ignoring her embarrassment, and not even wiping her teary eyes.

Grief invaded her whole body, and she aggrievedly called out the name of the person who had lived in her heart for eight years, "Qian! ”

The voice is hoarse and trembling, there is no sweetness, there is no wonder, there is only humility and grievance.

"It's me!"

The pupils shrank suddenly, and a trace of hope in his eyes was completely buried by the hazy mist, bottomless, and he could no longer see it.

She mechanically said the word Cong, because it was Ying Licong who called.

"Cong!"

There are no feelings, no emotions, like a robot, and the voice is cold and hard.

The call was not long, and it was over in five seconds.

Because Ying Licong appeared in her room five minutes later, she knew that he hadn't left.

Maybe he had something to talk to his father, or maybe he stayed on purpose, because he definitely knew what she would do, what Qian would say, and what the final result would be.

Therefore, it can even be said that he deliberately stayed and stayed to comfort her.

She knew that she had become accustomed to his company, and even had a terrible dependence, if Qian hadn't rejected her, she could still deceive herself, but at this moment she had been completely excluded by Qian and completely rejected, and the dependence in her heart could no longer be hidden.

Now, her heart is at its most vulnerable, and the moment she sees him, she can't help but rush into his arms, and the recycled tears are released again, wetting his clothes.

He didn't care, just stroked her back and her hair over and over again, without superfluous words, but gave her infinite comfort and warmth.

She didn't know how she fell asleep, maybe she was tired from crying, maybe Cong's arms were too warm, and it didn't take long for her to lose consciousness.

The next morning, she woke up from her warm and soft bed, everything was normal in the room, it seemed to be the same as usual, but she did not forget the events of last night, as if it was imprinted deep in her heart.

But she quickly strengthened her heart, like Xiao Qiang, who couldn't be killed, and instantly became energetic.

Although Qian made no progress there and could even be said to have suffered a major trauma, she did not forget that today was the day when she went to see her mother, and when she thought of her mother, she felt a little better.

Dad finally didn't break his promise, and she could see her mother as soon as she was eighteen years old.

It's been ten years, and they haven't seen it again except for that video, not even a phone call or message.

After breakfast, she stepped into the car to see her mother, who was secretly taken by her father, but her father did not join her, because today her father had something very important to deal with.

Of course, the so-called important things are actually official things, no matter how big or small, they are important things to him.

She was used to it, and she didn't expect her dad to go with her.

After a three-hour drive away from the hustle and bustle of the city center to a small remote city, she was about to see her mother, nervous but happy, nervous and happy, in short, very mixed feelings.

It's just that she never imagined that she came to a mental hospital.

The originally agitated mood suddenly fell to the bottom, and she was even a little afraid to step into it, her little head kept shaking from side to side, and she didn't know what to say.

"Miss, the mayor said if you are afraid ......"

Miss Secretary sounded appropriately, and Ning Yuzhen interrupted directly, "Let's go!" ”

The secretary didn't say much, and led the way.

The elevator stopped on the fifth floor, she felt difficult to breathe every step she took, she really didn't believe that her mother had a mental problem, she remembered the beautiful woman in the video very clearly, and even saved it, she took it out and looked at it whenever she had time, she was sure that her mother was normal.

Soon the two stopped outside a ward, the secretary opened the door, she slowly walked in, the room was large, neat and clean, and soon she saw her mother sitting by the window, with a thick blanket on her legs, and her eyes looked out the window as if she was expecting something.

It's just a side face, Ning Yu really couldn't hold back her screaming, it's been ten years, except for that video, she hasn't seen her mother herself for ten years, she is still so beautiful, so elegant, sitting there quietly like a fairy lost in the world.

"Mom's ......"

Hearing her voice, her pupils suddenly shrank, and she finally regained a faint glow, but she didn't turn around, her body stiffened, and her slender and slender fingers could be seen trembling slightly, and it was obvious that she was also nervous and excited.

Ning Yuzhen couldn't hold back any longer, and rushed over and cried on her lap, unlike last night, this time she cried loudly, crying heartbreakingly, as if she wanted to vent all her thoughts in the past ten years.

The space was suddenly shrouded in sadness, no one said a word, the beautiful woman's hand rose and let go and up, back and forth several times, and finally stopped her hand on Ning Yuzhen's slender shoulder, and in the same way, she had already burst into tears.

The strength and temperature from her shoulders made Ning Yuzhen stop crying, and slowly raised her little face of crying flowers, with indescribable pitiful grievances.

"Don't cry, don't cry!" The beautiful woman didn't know what to say, so she could only wipe away her tears little by little, revealing a face that was seven points similar to hers.

"Zhen'er has grown up and is more beautiful than her mother."