(Cat flutter Chinese)

"Lijun?" I muttered to myself, looking down at the gentle woman on the table, even if I didn't draw well, her eyes were still gentle, her name was Lijun, is that my mother?

I felt as uncomfortable as if I had knocked over a five-flavor bottle, and I thought I had misunderstood them before, and I thought they didn't want me anymore, so they abandoned me.

Once upon a time, when I dreamed, I asked why, why my master raised me from the beginning, and people have parents, but I didn't.

Did I hate them before? Probably, but now when I see her gently caressing her belly, the pent-up emotions in my heart suddenly disappear.

But all of a sudden I wanted to cry, I wanted to cry, where are my parents now? I don't know, I really don't know, are they still alive now?

Maybe only Zhang Daoling can tell me all this, but the negative man has been analyzed again, Zhang Daoling has killed my parents, so I ...... I have been silent without words, Ning Qingli also looked at me quietly, without urging me, quiet for a long time, I asked softly,

"Sister Qingli, do you know anything else about her?"

"You and Lijun are ......," Ning Qingli asked in some surprise.

"She's probably my mother......," I whispered, looking at the gentle woman on the table.

"Lijun is your mother? But you're not like ...... at all."

"Not like her? Maybe, I don't know why, but I think she's very kind, like my mother, and that feeling is strong. Ning Qingli looked at me carefully a few times before saying,

"Well, you don't look good, but you are a little similar to Lijun."

"What?"

"Character, Lijun is very kind, she is the most beautiful and kind human being I have ever met." Ning Qing left the road.

I shook my head, how does my personality compare to my mother? Ning Qingli paused and slowly got up.

"Since she saved me when she was sixteen years old, I followed her for three years, and was also taken care of by her for three years, until she was nineteen years old, she was also a girl at that time, she did not have the rebellion of a girl, she did not have some other hobbies of a girl, she liked to plant flowers and plants, she liked to see the scenery, once took me to the mountains to see the pool, to the Yellow Sea to see the sea, she likes to sketch, she likes to paint, and she also likes poetry, everything she does is not at all like what a ten-year-old girl do,......"

"I once learned a little from her, but unfortunately I can't learn at all, she is too smart, too mature, once I remember very clearly, I went to the mountain with her, I couldn't find the direction for a while, I lived on the snow mountain for a month, it was very cold at that time, and avalanches often occurred, but she didn't panic at all, but liked that kind of quiet life, went to find some wild fruits in vain, and then looked at the scenery, recorded the things in her heart with drawing paper, and slept in the cave at night, and ...... over and over again", Ning Qingli also showed a light smile on his face.

I can listen attentively, when she left my mother, my mother was nineteen years old, that is, my mother is now forty-six, and I am nineteen years old now, so Ning Qingli should not know who my father is.

Ning Qingli has been with me a lot, and I feel that I have always been in a trance, because she is my mother. For a long time, Ning Qingli was very regretful, she herself was summoned back by the clan, she has never been out of the mountain, she has thought about going out to find my mother, but it has not been realized, and she has never heard any news about my mother, she is very helpless.

"If you find Lijun somewhere, tell her, I miss her very much." Ning Qingli said softly. I was silent for a moment and nodded.

After Ning Qing left, I stayed alone in the room, and I don't know how long it was, I fell asleep.

I dreamed of her, and then I was cooking with her, and she was smiling and telling me everything about her, and I could listen attentively...... I didn't want to wake up from this dream, I started to ask her where she was, but she didn't answer me, but she slowly disappeared from the dream.

I was woken up and tried to dream again, but I couldn't sleep. Where the hell are you? Will Zhang Daoling tell me then?

I walked out and found that my sister was also looking up at the moon quietly outside, I walked over, and after she and Ning Qingli came out of my room, she went to talk to my sister and my mother, and my sister was also happy for her after learning about her situation.

When my sister made a request to the fox spirit before, she wanted to mention it for Ning Qingli, if it wasn't for my mother, she would definitely come out.

She was very brave. Then she dragged me up to the top of the house, which was very high, and it was still on a mountain, and I felt like I could reach out and touch the moon when I stood on it.

The two of us sat down and watched the moon hanging high together. Today's moon is very beautiful, my sister has always been smiling on her face, the breeze is blowing, her hair is fluttering slightly, a fragrance is emanating, her side face is really flawless, the high bridge of the nose, the long eyelashes, especially the dimples at the corners of the mouth, I look a little stunned.

"When you and us get old, will the moon still be like this?" My sister muttered to herself. I came back to my senses,

"Of course, but I'll be old, but you won't ...... sister" My sister shook her head,

"Will you say, mine is the two of us, you are old, I won't be old? I'm not immortal, I'm going to get old, and I'm going to age fast. Suddenly hearing my sister like this, I couldn't help but laugh,

"Sister, you're like this, I'm also curious about what you'll look like when you're old."

"The face is full of wrinkles, the teeth are gone, and then it's ugly, it's ugly, right?"

"No, sister, you're just as beautiful when you're old."

"I love to hear that, but, it's not ...... Don't call me sister, I don't like to hear it. ”

"And what do I call you?" I was stunned, I used to call her like this, from the beginning she didn't like to let me call her, and then I didn't get angry when I called her, and then I continued to call her, and every time she agreed.

"Anyway, don't call me sister, I don't look older than you."

"And I call you by name?" I thought about it.

"Well, it's good to call me by my name in the future, you know my name too, my name is Gray Ya'er...... Come on, good girl, give it to my sister first...... No, give me a word first. "I held back for a while before I screamed, and I wasn't used to it.

"By the way, my name is so good, call me again." My sister smiled sweetly.

"Gray Ya'er." I screamed again.

"That's not right, you can't call me by my name, take my last name, good, call it again."

"Ya, Ya'er......"

"It's comfortable to listen to, and that's what I'll call it from now on."

"But will Mom be me?" I asked.

"Of course she wouldn't, she wished you called me that, Mom knows me best, she knows what I'm thinking, but you, well, don't ......"

"Well, that's what I'll call you."

"Okay, don't forget ......, hehe, I'll listen to it again."

"Ya'er, Ya'er......" gradually brightened, the moon was hidden, and the soft sunlight slowly rose in the east, I didn't feel a trace of sleep, and I didn't move, because my sister fell asleep on my shoulder, she had too much last night, and she was probably too tired, so I leaned over unconsciously.

Tilting her head to look at her, breathing evenly, her bright skin looked shiny in the early morning sun, and her long eyelashes were particularly beautiful, curved, and closed at this moment, closing her most beautiful eyes.

The breeze was blowing, and her hair was tickling my cheeks, itchy, but I loved it.

I don't know how long I've been looking at her like this, until her eyelashes fluttered a few times, and a pair of clear eyes slowly opened, and she blinked and turned her head slightly.

Close at hand, looking at her beautiful eyes so closely, as if looking at two clear springs, I was stunned for a while, and muttered to myself,

"Sister, are you awake?" She blushed a little on her cheeks and left my shoulders, her eyes lowered, but suddenly she felt that something was wrong, and she turned to look at me again, and mumbled,

"What do you call me?"

"Ya, Ya'er, are you awake?" She pursed her lips,

"It's pretty much it, don't forget again, okay, I slept very comfortably last night, it was very sound, let's go down, I'm hungry." She stood up, but suddenly sighed, as if her legs were numb after squatting for too long, I hurriedly grabbed her hand, and subconsciously pulled, she gently bumped into my arms.

Cat flutter Chinese