Tian Panyan's hand paused.

Right chest...

Butterfly birthmark...

How did she know about this?

She did have a birthmark on her right chest, which was butterfly-like, and when she first crossed over, she thought it was like a bow, which was quite beautiful.

But!

Why should this be the key to the other party's recognition of his daughter!

Tian Panyan's hands and feet trembled unconsciously, and now she gradually realized that maybe she was really their daughter!

But she still quibbled: "When I was a child, I was hugged a lot, and the children in the village saw more people, and when I was a child, I was looked at twice and remembered, don't you want to recognize me as your daughter with this birthmark!"

There are so many people with birthmarks in the world! Why am I your daughter, but they are not! ”

Seeing her daughter who still refuses to admit it so stubbornly at this moment, Mrs. Yi is very sad, she thinks that her daughter has been thinking about it for more than ten years, thinking that she will be able to see her daughter one day, but she didn't expect to see it, she is unwilling to admit her ancestors and return to her ancestors.

At the moment, Mrs. Yi had to take out a killer weapon, only to see her slowly untie her clothes, revealing the position of her right chest, and walked in front of Tian Panyan: "Because of such a birthmark, my mother also has it."

Therefore, you can only be your mother's daughter, and no one else is not! ”

Tian Panyan, who saw Mrs. Yi's birthmark, finally continued to cry again.

Now she knows that she may really be the daughter of Yifu.

Tian Panyan couldn't accept the reality in front of him, opened the door crying, and ran out.

This birthmark looks like some kind of disease.

Hereditary.

It really is!

She is really the daughter of Yifu, what is her name Yi Shuyun.

But what about Tian Panyan? Who is Tian Panyan?

Tian Panyan, who ran out, pretended not to hear Mrs. Yi shouting from behind: "Shuyun! Shuyun, where are you going! ”

Tian Panyan, who ran out of Yifu, ran away for a long time in one breath.

She didn't know where she was going.

In this world, where is your own place?

Why is it that no matter where you are, you are the one who was abandoned by your parents?

What did you do wrong?

Tian Panyan unknowingly ran into a dense forest.

Hearing it, it seems that there are a large number of people chasing after him.

Bother!

She wants to be alone!

After carrying the ball out of space, fly far.

The speed of the ball is something that these ordinary humans can't keep up with, and after a while, they won't be able to hear the sound behind it.

The contract beast and its master have a heart-to-heart, and at this moment Qiuqiu clearly feels the sadness and despair of his master.

Qiuqiu, who was arrogant in the past, didn't dare to pant loudly at the moment, but it still had to ask, "Master, where are we going now?" ”

"Fly!

Fly as you like!

As long as it doesn't stop! ”

Tian Panyan wiped his tears with his sleeve, and after only a while, he burst into tears again.

She was so distraught that she knew where to go!

Qiuqiu had no choice but to fly up to the clouds.

The oncoming wind dried Tian Panyan's tears.

She looked at the earth under Qiuqiu, this reckless and lush, lush land, such a vast land of mountains and rivers, everything was so vibrant.

It's just that why doesn't there be a place for yourself?

Before the crossing, she had never dared to go to the entrance of the elementary school, or the playground and other places where there were children.

Because as long as you get close to there, you can see that everyone in your age has a father and mother.

Some children just got off the bus, and their mother was helping him sort out the red scarf and teach him how to tie the red scarf;

Some fathers put their schoolbags on their daughters' backs and told her that they were going to be happy little angels today;

Some of them cried and didn't want to go to school, but they were hugged by their mothers, held in their arms, and comforted like a treasure.

When I went to the park on the weekend, I saw my father running in front and the children running in the back with kites, and after a while, the kite flew up to the sky and flew higher and higher.

There are rock sugar gourds sold in the park, and some children are greedy and pestering their parents to buy a bunch, so his dad bought a string of red rock sugar gourds for him.

Some children had just learned to walk, and when they fell while running, his mother hurriedly ran over to him, picked him up, and asked him if he had fallen somewhere.

It was nothing to do if I fell, but the child still cried: "Mom, I hurt!" I hurt! ”

His mother looked anxious, snorted at his wound, and said, "If the baby doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, and mom doesn't hurt anymore." ”

In fact, how much can it hurt to fall!

She's also fallen, and she's cried too.

It's just that after crying and getting tired, I got up, patted the dirt on my hands, and had to move forward alone.

No one had ever lifted her up.

No one ever asked her "does it hurt"?

No one had ever called her, the one she had ever dreamed of, but never got: "baby".

Those children, they are their parents' babies, but what about themselves?

Whose baby is it?

Thinking back to the family of three walking, the father was on the right, the mother was on the left, and the child was in the middle, the two adults held the child's hand, and the laughter spread far and wide.

What a envy.

There is a child whose parents are too busy to accompany her every day.

Only on her birthday does she have a day when her parents accompany her.

The rest of the time, her parents were on a business trip, and although her parents came back from a business trip and brought her gifts, she threw them away.

If people are not around, what's the use of bringing gifts back!

She looked at the rag doll that was still on the ground by the child and picked it up.

I just feel that I am really envious, there are still parents to call, and gifts from parents and parents.

Since then, the rag doll that was thrown away by others has been placed in her house, and no matter how old she is, she is not willing to throw it away.

It's as if it was a gift from her parents.

What you dislike may be precious in the eyes of others.

Tian Panyan suddenly felt that he was a lonely soul in this world.

Everyone has parents, but they don't.

Everyone is a baby, but they are not.

During the Chinese New Year and holidays, everyone has a home to go back to, but they never have.

I want to fit in with others all my life, and I want to get a love all my life.

But I never got it.

Once upon a time, she had always thought that if there was a chance, she would ask her biological parents why they abandoned her?

She wants to go to them and ask, "Everyone else's children are their parents' babies, why am I not?" Am I not well-behaved?

If I'm not good, you can beat me and scold me, why don't you want me?

I can do many, many jobs, do laundry, cook, do all the housework, why not me?

I'm not bad, I've never done anything wrong, why don't you want me anymore"

It's just that she has never met her parents, and these questions have never been asked.