Pulled by Shi Sui, Jiang Yan looked back at the girl in front of him.

He froze, "What's wrong?"

"I'm not going."

Shi Sui's voice was cold and hard, and he didn't open a small face, avoiding Jiang Yan's eyes.

"Why?"

"My mom doesn't want me anymore."

Although she pretended to be strong at the time, when she said this, her eyes fell uncontrollably with big tears.

Perhaps as long as everything has a beginning, everything that happens after it seems extremely natural.

For example, at this time, Shi Sui's tears suddenly began to fall down one by one like beads with broken threads.

After a short time, Shi Sui began to squat on the ground, howling and crying.

She cried and said, "My mother, don't want me anymore."

The time changed too quickly, and Jiang Yan didn't find it strange. When Shi Sui had surgery before, the doctor had already mentioned that Shi Sui had a very serious mental illness, and later Jiang Yan specially consulted a psychiatrist, and Shi Sui's conditions were actually very normal.

Squatting patiently in front of the old man, in such a cold day, Jiang Yan's voice was a little warmer than the spring breeze.

"Shi Sui, you tell me, did your mother scare you that day, you were afraid to see her."

Shi Sui didn't speak, but the details of her body had already answered Jiang Yan instead of her.

That's right, I was afraid, afraid that the painful slap would be thrown in my face again, and I was afraid that Wang Yulan's words would sweep like a storm again.

Shi Sui felt that he couldn't bear it a second time.

The left chest seemed to be squeezed hard, looking at such an age, Jiang Yan only felt distressed to death.

He tugged at the corners of his mouth and hugged the little girl in front of him, "Shi Sui, in fact, this time I went to the hospital, and it was your mother who asked me to take you there."

Hearing this, the time was stunned.

She raised her little face, the beautiful slap face, which was now full of tears.

"You're a liar."

Shi Sui bit his lip, "I don't believe it."

"Really."

Jiang Yan looked straight at Shi Sui, and there was a firmness between his eyebrows.

Under such a gaze, Shi Sui felt that something in his left chest seemed to dissolve.

Her tears stopped, and Shi Sui sniffled, carefully confirming once more, "Really."

"When have I ever lied to you, Shi, you know, I never disdained to deceive people."

In Jiang Yan's firm eyes, Shi Sui believed it.

She let the other party pull herself up, and let the other party wipe away her tears for herself.

Looking at Jiang Yan's meticulous appearance in front of him, Shi Sui said carefully, "I cried just now, and now it looks like it's very embarrassing."

I haven't seen Wang Yulan for so long, and when I don't want to meet again, Wang Yulan will see her tattered and pitiful appearance.

She didn't want Wang Yulan to feel that she was having a bad time, and she didn't want Wang Yulan to be unhappy.

"No, when you are young, no matter what you look like, you look the most beautiful and happy one."

As he spoke, Jiang Yan gently wiped Shi Sui's eyes, and he said slowly, "Don't cry."

Sitting in Jiang Yan's car, Shi Sui took out the small mirror in his bag.

For the first time in a long time, Shi Sui began to care about his appearance again.

She smoothed her hair one by one, then applied a little concealer to the red areas of her eyes.

After confirming that there was nothing wrong with his image, Shi Sui put the small mirror back into his bag.

She looked out the window and began to vaguely look forward to the scene of the meeting later.

Finally, in the anticipation of the years, the car slowly stopped at the entrance of the hospital.

Standing at the gate of the hospital, Shi Sui took a deep breath, she clutched her small bag tightly, and stepped in after a while.

It's been a long time since I've been to the hospital, nothing has changed here.

In the lobby of the hospital, there are always dirty migrant workers,

In the corner of the hospital, there is always a crying back, and at the payment window of the hospital, there are always people who count out the change with their rough hands.

I haven't seen such a scene for a long time, and when I saw it again, I only felt so uncomfortable in my left chest.

She looked at the service desk in the hospital lobby intently, many times, she had stood there crying silently with the test report in hand.

Removing his eyes, Shi Sui suppressed the sourness on the tip of his nose.

She walked inside step by step, and finally, Shi Sui came to the familiar door of the ward.

She didn't rush in, but stood at the door of the ward.

Through the glass, Shi Sui saw Wang Yulan, who he hadn't seen for a long time.

I haven't seen each other for so long, and my mother doesn't seem to be eating seriously.

The torture of cancer had already made Wang Yulan skinny, but now Wang Yulan seems to have become and will be broken when she touches it.

Shi Sui's eyes couldn't help but get hot, and she remembered what Qin Song had said in the past few days, Wang Yulan began to become unfond of eating and depressed.

Suddenly, a pair of empty eyes looked over.

When the four eyes were facing each other, Shi Sui saw that Wang Yulan's eyes turned red little by little.

Grabbing the doorknob in front of him, Shi Sui finally mustered up the courage to enter.

She slowly walked to the bed, looked at the pitiful thin body in front of her, and shouted tremblingly, "Mom."

"Hey."

It was at this moment that Wang Yulan stretched out her arm and took the time in front of her directly into her arms.

Everything happened so fast that before Shi Sui could react, there was a cry in his ears.

Shi Sui listened to Wang Yulan crying, "Shi Sui, my Shi Sui, you have suffered so many grievances outside, why don't you tell your mother!"

"Shisui, my good boy, it's my mother who is sorry for you, my mother shouldn't beat you, my mother should believe it, I believe that my age is not that kind of child."

As she spoke, Wang Yulan distanced herself from the person in front of her.

I saw Wang Yulan holding Shi Sui's hand and hitting herself all at once.

"When you are old, you beat your mother, you vent the grievances you suffered on Chinese New Year's Eve, as well as the grievances you have suffered over the years, on your mother. It's me who ruined the first half of your life!"

Wang Yulan in front of her was no longer crying, and in such an atmosphere, the tears that were already difficult to hold back were even more large.

She hugged Wang Yulan tightly and cried loudly, as if she wanted to shout out all the grievances of all these years.

"Mom, I'm so wronged, I've been so wronged over the years, and what you said that day also made me so wronged. Mom, why don't you call me, I've been waiting for your call, I've been feeling like you don't want me anymore, you really don't want me anymore......

Tell your grievances over the years and your bitterness.

I don't know how long the time has passed, but I know that I am exhausted from crying, and while my head is dizzy, I have no strength in my body at all.

Holding her baby daughter tightly, Wang Yulan said slowly, "It's not that my mother doesn't want to call you, it's that my mother really has no face."