"Tick" "Tick"

The sound of light water droplets falling to the ground is particularly clear, and the old wild stone stairs have become particularly shiny due to the rain, and they are too smooth to step on, so that people will fall if they are not careful.

The morning after the rain is particularly refreshing, everything seems to have been washed, and the air seems to have been purified. The occasional breeze doesn't feel chilly either.

The natural path is crooked and climbs upwards, and the mood is unusually calm as you walk along the road with a brightly colored bouquet in your hand

Occasionally, the remaining dew drops on the leaves inadvertently drip on your face, and you can bring yourself back to your senses.

Soon, instinctively turned into the first floor, walked inside, and gently stopped and turned, with a faint smile on his face.

Slowly bending down, carefully placing the bouquet in his hand in front of the tombstone, stroking the photo on the tablet, the woman with a smile in it, as if she could merge with this refreshing morning, rippling people's hearts.

Three tombstones, three maidens, three bouquets.

Everything is wordless.

Occasionally, a few birdsongs sounded overhead, as if to express their dissatisfaction with the silence.

This time, the three of them did not have the heavy mood before, because they knew that after today, their guilt for their mother for many years and their hatred for someone would gradually dissipate, and the woman in this photo would get such a truly beautiful and moving smile again.

Of course, this is just their own opinion.

Not far away, a slender man in a black shirt stood side by side with gray hair and a cane

The man looked at the standing backs of the three Dugu Lingxi with deep eyes, turned his head slightly to look at the old man and asked, "Is this really good for them?" ”

The old man gripped the handle of the crutches with both hands, his eyes narrowed slightly, and said in a deep tone: "They naturally understand it themselves, but even if they do, they won't look back." ”

"Even if it can ruin yourself."

The boy paused, didn't say anything more, turned his head, and continued to look in their direction

Once upon a time, like them, I silently missed my parents, even if I didn't know who they were, or couldn't guess their troubles. But in the bottom of my heart, I hope that they have always loved themselves, and they miss themselves like themselves in a certain corner of the world.

There is a saying: even then she will not feel lonely, because there is at least one person in this world who thinks about her.

And now that he has found his relatives and knows that his father loves him, and his mother has been guarding him, his heart will gradually melt.

But they didn't.

Those who love them are gone, but those who hurt them live in style.

Yes, such injustice is enough for them to give up everything and choose this hanging cliff with no turning back......

Another gust of wind blew, blowing the long hair of the three women, and the erect backs were revealed, but what people could feel was the bitterness that could not help but rise in the depths of their hearts.

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