"Daughter-in-law? Daughter-in-law? Hey, are you listening to me? The gentle voice was puzzled, pulling Yu Jian back from her memories.

"I'm fine." Yu Jian wiped her hazy teary eyes, found that the mobile phone was vibrating, and looked up to see that a WeChat user with the ID "Accompany you to the end of the world" had made a video for herself, and hurriedly said, "Wood, my father called me, don't talk yet." ”

"Okay." The male voice smiled, "Don't cry." ”

Yu Jian answered and clicked on the video call.

The picture flashed, revealing the face of a middle-aged man. The man's hair was short, or rather almost none, except for a light layer of black on the top of his head. His eyes were small, but they seemed to contain a lot of things that Yu Jian had never seen. After a busy day, this is the only time he can get a respite and pick up his phone to rest.

Yu's father, her father.

An old chef who has been in the chef industry for half his life.

"Are you back?" Father Yu's voice came from there one by one.

"It's time for the dorm." When she heard this voice, Yu Jian's nose suddenly became sore.

Father Yu saw in the video that Yu Jian's eyes began to turn red, and he began to dodge and stop looking at himself, and his eyebrows suddenly wrinkled.

"What's wrong? Who bullied you? Father Yu asked.

Yu Jian shook her head.

"Did someone in the store bully you? Don't cry, talk to your dad. If someone bullies you, tell your dad, and he will help you teach him a lesson. Father Yu suddenly became serious.

He knew that Yu Jian would never cry easily, she was a girl who belonged to that kind of female man.

"Not really." Yu Jian covered her mouth and shook her head.

"Are you out of love? Which boy makes you cry so sadly? Father Yu raised his eyebrows.

"Nope." Yu Jian shook her head again.

Her boyfriend is here to comfort her, here to listen to their conversation.

"Wait a while to call your mother, then she won't see you, and you won't answer the phone. Got it? ”

"Okay." Yu Jian choked up and agreed, and hurriedly reached out and hung up the phone.

She was afraid that she couldn't help it, and let her crying voice be heard by Yu's father.

"Daughter-in-law, don't cry......" Knowing that Yu Jian hung up the phone, the boy opened the wheat again.

"Hmm. I'll make a video to my mom and ban the wood again. Yu Jian answered, swiped the mobile phone screen, clicked on the WeChat user who remarked her mother, and dialed her video call.

The familiar WeChat bell rang for a short moment, and then immediately cut off and switched to the connection mode.

"Yo, what kind of style is this, our eldest lady sent me a video?" In the picture, the middle-aged woman with a full forehead, curved eyebrows, and big eyes looked at Yu Jian, her eyes full of joy and surprise.

It was Yu Jian's mother.

Yu Jian was silent and did not speak.

Probably the mother and daughter have a good heart, and Yu's mother quickly noticed Yu Jian's abnormality.

"What's the matter? Who bullied? Tell Mommy, Mommy helps you tell Daddy, and then let him teach them to go! Yu's mother, like Yu's father, suddenly became serious.

"Nope." Yu Jian's eyes were completely red when she saw herself in the video.

"Is that a broken love?" Yu's mother then asked.

"Nope." At that moment, Yu Jian wanted to laugh, but she couldn't laugh.

She shook her head and reached out to cover her eyes.

She could feel two lines of tears running down the corners of her eyes, down to her ears, and finally onto the soft quilt.

"There must be something to hide, so you don't cry at every turn. What's going on? Don't cry, rub, hurry. Yu's mother also frowned.

"I ...... I don't want to be ridiculed—the taste of ridicule, it's too uncomfortable—" Those words that choked in her throat, Yu Jian still spoke, because she knew that only by speaking out could she see the light of hope.

"Why can't others have good eyes, why can't I have normal eyes? You know what—I grew up, because of those eyes, I don't know how many times I've been laughed at—every time they say the words 'cross-eyed,' I think they're talking about me — you know what—I've been left out of the crowd, that loneliness, that terrible taste of human words, I've tasted it for seventeen years, seventeen years! Now, I really can't taste it anymore-" Regardless of whether he was still connected to others, Yu Jian said the words that had been held in his heart for a long time.

She knew that if she didn't say it, she really wouldn't have a chance to say it.

"Do you know how important your eyes are now? When my mother told you to play less on your mobile phone and less on your computer, you just didn't listen, and now you regret it, right? Okay, don't cry, it's our fault in this matter, and we haven't given you permission after so many years. I'll tell Daddy, and we'll help you get your eyes right. Don't cry, Ang. Finally realizing the seriousness of the matter, Yu's mother immediately assured Yu Jian, "No matter how much it costs, Mom and Dad will cure your eyes." Beijing is a big international city, and the hospitals there are top-notch, and they will definitely cure your eyes. Don't cry, wipe away your tears. ”

Yu Jian knew that her eyes were also a heart disease of Yu's father and mother.

Her eyes were normal, but when she was a year old, her great-grandmother hung a white woven bulb above her head, and they became inwardly slanted. But if you don't look closely, she's no different from a normal person.

But sometimes, those who are careful really make Yu Jian want to run with inferiority complex every day.

They don't know how much they put into it.

From the time she was one year old to the age of seventeen, they took her to the local area, Shanghai, the top ophthalmology hospital, to repeatedly check her and get glasses, and repeatedly do what she did to do recovery training, which cost at least more than 100,000 yuan.

Now if you look for a big hospital in Beijing, it will cost at least tens of thousands of yuan.

Moreover, she knew that Yu's father and mother had not had enough money recently.

Half-jokingly, the money in Yu's father's WeChat is not as much as Yu Jian's.

But Yu Jian also knew that once they made a promise, it would definitely come true. Even if it is a patchwork, he will borrow money to treat Yu Jian.

In fact, Yu's father did this later.

"Okay, it's past ten o'clock, let's rest early." Yu's mother smiled, looked at Yu Jian and nodded in agreement, before hanging up the phone with confidence.

"Wood...... Are you still there? Yu Jian heard that there was no sound over there, and he didn't know if he hung up the phone, so he asked softly.

"Daughter-in-law, don't cry, okay? As soon as you cry, I feel uncomfortable too, I really don't lie to you. "There was a slight noise in my ears - it was the person who connected the microphone who turned on the microphone.

"Okay, I won't cry anymore." Yu Jian wiped away her tears, and her heart was indescribable.