Putting away the passbook, Lily took out another photo, a family photo she had never seen before, a young father and a strange mother sitting side by side, holding her and her brother respectively.

In the photo, I combed my cute student's hair, the black birthmark on my face was tightly obscured, and my big black grape-like eyes were fixed on the camera.

My brother should not have been ill at that time, and in the photo, the corners of his mouth are curled up, smiling very happily, and he is still holding a toy gun in his hand.

The gaze was fixed on the strange mother, and I had to admit that this was the most beautiful woman she had ever seen at such a big age.

Her facial features are delicate and exquisite, her temperament is good, and her old photos are a little mottled and faded, making her look like an old Shanghai movie star.

Pinching this thin photo, it is extremely heavy.

Lily doesn't know if her mother is alive or gone, and she doesn't have the slightest information about her.

Dad didn't even say a word, and whenever he asked Mom, he always shook his head.

The next piece of paper that I took out was the most striking lily, the red adoption registration certificate, and for a long time after opening it, the lily seemed to forget to breathe, and couldn't help but gasp for breath when she came back to her senses.

It turned out that he was adopted by his father when he was more than three months old.

Not in the mood to look through the other contents of the paper bag, she sealed the bag and hugged it to her chest, and now if anyone told her that the sun would rise in the west tomorrow, she would probably believe it.

At the age of 17, she can't bear so many changes, but she has to face it.

The car passed the station, because she was living in another world in a trance all the way.

Walking home, it seems that walking more can return to normal as soon as possible.

When I got home, my brother had already woken up, sitting on the balcony and staring downstairs.

He must have seen Lily come back, but he didn't run to the door to greet him as usual, and Lily knew that he was sad because he was sad.

Lily put the document bag in her bag, then walked to the small balcony and gently placed her hand on his shoulder.

Before Dad was imprisoned, he set up a folding bed on this small balcony to deal with sleeping.

Now they are the only ones left, and the adoption registration certificate can't let go of the family affection that has been shared for so many years.

Yu Wenhong will always be a relative and an elder brother, and she will take care of her brother for the rest of her life.

Dad's funeral was handled by her alone, she took the money from her father's passbook, the password happened to be her brother's birthday, and it was almost impossible for her to have a tombstone in the cemetery without money.

It turned out that she was afraid of getting sick, and now it is not easy to die without money.

Kneeling in front of the tombstone, she pressed the somewhat blurred family portrait with a glass of wine. Dad used to like wine very much, and his father, who used wine to drown his sorrows, made Lily angry and distressed.

She always dreamed that her father would be sunny and cheer up, but most of the time he sighed and drank cheap wine.

Lily hung her head down, her hair loose almost covering her entire back.

But you can still see your shoulders trembling from crying, letting the tears fall to the ground.

Finally, she could cry freely in front of her father, talking about her grievances, her sorrows, her dreams, and she just knelt down and said many, many things, without logic and without thinking.

She knew that when she stood up, she was still the pillar of the family, and there was no time to grieve and cry.

She complained that her father wanted to take away so many secrets and left her with a lot of conjectures.

It took me a long cry before she realized that her shadow was covered in a larger shadow.

On the right side, a pair of well-made black leather shoes came into view, and when he looked up, he met a cold gaze.

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