I glanced at my mother, the breeze was slow, and the green silk hanging on my mother's temples fluttered in the wind. I saw her brushing her hair against the wind, and the white jade bracelet on her left wrist shone warmly under the reflection of the light.

The bracelet was given to her by her father on their twentieth wedding anniversary a few years ago.

"Is it cold or not? Mom~~"

He didn't know how to answer his mother's question, and remembered his father's smugness during this time, and his lips sneered.

In his heart, he hated his father to death, hated his infidelity, and hated his current cold alienation from his mother.

Because of this, he became more and more indulgent, more and more indulgent, and more and more playing with the world.

"The cherry blossoms on the other side are blooming so beautifully this year! Come and see more during the day, don't always come in the middle of the night! ”

Mom still didn't move, looking at the cherry blossoms outside the courtyard in a daze.

She sat like this all the time, her straight back was thin, and he felt distressed to see it.

"Mom~~"

He shouted again, got up, and tried to help her up.

Although it is spring, the air is getting cooler and cooler in the middle of the night, and it is not good to have a cold if you sit all the time.

"Ranran~~ Have you found a girlfriend? A few days ago, my mother saw a girl in a white dress under the cherry blossom tree opposite, she was so good-looking, she smiled at me, and that smile was even more beautiful than my mother's. ”

The old mother didn't want to get up, turned away from his outstretched hand, didn't want to move at all, looked up at him, and began to ask him these things.

"Mom~~ It's cold outside, or let's go in and talk."

For this kind of topic, I can't help it, and my brows are furrowed.

My mother is also strange, she doesn't believe in love anymore, and even asks him about these things. Seeing that she really didn't want to think about it, there was no way, so let's go to the house and get a blanket and drape it over her.

The house was dark, and my mother didn't turn on a single light, so she turned on the octagonal light on the side. The street lamps are lit up, reflecting the white courtyard wall, the bamboo shadow is sparse, and in the cold, the yard is full of Jiangnan atmosphere.

This courtyard house of his family was bought by his father many years ago because his mother liked it. In fact, it is not very big, but in Sioux City, where every inch of land is expensive, it also costs a sky-high price to buy this quadrangle.

In front of the main courtyard are two tall osmanthus trees, and the fragrance of these osmanthus flowers envelops the old city in autumn.

In addition to these two osmanthus trees, the courtyard is full of roses.

My mother liked roses, so my father searched for all kinds of varieties until there was no place to plant them. All kinds of roses, in early summer every year, compete to bloom in the courtyard, and the fragrance of flowers is overflowing.

In recent years, as long as the roses are in full bloom, my father will take my mother and him to live here for a while. Watch the flowers bloom and fall, and look at the "love" between dad and mom in those years.

At one time, he felt that love was really beautiful, and he yearned for it.

Now that I think about it, it's really ironic.

"Really, son, that girl is really good-looking, I don't know whose daughter it is, where she is studying, she looks like she is seventeen or eighteen years old."

Under the light, my mother's face gradually became clearer.

My mother is really beautiful, with a melon seed face, Danfeng eyes, and a fair complexion, with the grace and beauty of a woman in the water town in the south of the Yangtze River. is middle-aged, the charm still exists, although there are some traces of time between the eyebrows, eyes and eyebrows, but it adds a trace of precipitated feminine fragrance to her.

She was wearing a white cheongsam with silver trim, dressed in a classical style, with a green silk coiled behind her head and an emerald green hosta pinned to it. As she spoke, the tassels of her shawl swayed, making her look more lonely and cold.

In his impression, there are no good-looking girls in his mother's mouth.

After all, my mother is beautiful enough, and the girl who stands with her, no matter how good-looking she is, as long as she stands with her mother, she will be eclipsed in an instant.

So my mother will often talk about her beauty.

Of course, that's all in the past.....

It's been a long time since my mother was scared, and since she separated from her father, she seems to have lost her light, and her whole person is dull.

"Mom~~ It's not early, it's resting!"

Shouted in a long voice, Mo Ran was a little helpless, standing under the light, the black shadow hitting his face was like his heart at the moment.

Mom kept talking about the girl in the white dress, which reminded him of the neurotic in the dark bar again, she seemed to be poisonous, and since she appeared by his side at night, people began to keep mentioning it, and even made him always think of it unconsciously.

It's really unlucky.

He snorted silently in his heart, and exhaled hard, as if he wanted to exhale all the grievances in his heart.

"Xiao Ran, mom only has you! I just hope you are well! ”

Seeing that he never responded, his mother turned her head to look at him.

In the light, my mother's expression was cold, and her eyes were dark and dull, without a trace of light.

With a pain in his heart, he stepped forward and squatted in front of his mother.

"Mom, I see..... Shall we go into the house now? Very late....."

The roses in the courtyard should have not been taken care of for a long time, and there are many dead leaves on the ground, flying everywhere with the wind.

Looking at this, his heart hurt even more.

You know, my mother likes these roses so much, how much she loves life, and she can't see the slightest bit of dead leaves floating around on the ground.

"Really, that girl is really good-looking, during this time, my mother went to sit under the cherry blossom tree whenever she had time, and I met her several times, and she would smile every time she saw her mother, those eyes, those eyes, she was a good girl, she looked very simple and innocent."

Mom seems to be addicted and keeps talking about the girl.

Mo Ran couldn't bear to disturb him, so he had to let his mother keep talking like this.

Also, she didn't even have a mobile phone, and her mother asked her for contact information, and she looked at me innocently and told her that she didn't have a mobile phone. It's strange that in today's society, there are still people who don't have mobile phones. ”

Mom chattered, so strange, when talking about the girl, Mom seemed to be a little more angry.

"Really? It is estimated that the person is a liar, you don't know how powerful the liar is now, you don't want to be deceived. Where in this society will there be people who don't have mobile phones, even elementary school students. ”

That girl didn't even have a mobile phone, how could Mo Ran not believe it.

After thinking about it, that person should know the details of his mother, so he deliberately set it like that.

Thinking of this, he couldn't listen to it anymore, coldly, just wanted his mother to be sober.

"It's true, you have to trust your mother, who has always been very accurate in seeing people. Xiao Ran, don't leave tomorrow, my mother made an appointment with her and called her to come to the house for tea. You're 20 years old, shouldn't you be in love? Talk about one, okay to give it a try? ”

Mom seems to be obsessed, to the girl.

Or, they feel that he is lonely and want him to find one.

"Mom~~ Don't just ask someone to come to the house, there are so many liars now, and you don't know the details of the other party, and you don't know if she's a good person or a bad person, right?"

Mo Ran was speechless, her mother was simple, and she believed anyone's words.

This time, it is estimated again.

Bitterly, he began to persuade.

You know, the people in this old alley are either residents here or tourists outside. In his opinion, they are not very good people.

The aborigines here are treacherous and treacherous citizens who like to be greedy for small gains, while tourists from outside are mixed.

"It doesn't matter, Mom has made up with you, Mom only has you. Tomorrow, meet the girl with your mother, otherwise, your mother will not be happy. ”

Seeing that he objected, his mother began to play the emotional card, and she, who was already lonely, deliberately frowned, making her even more lonely.

I had no choice, my heart was soft, so I had to agree.

"Okay~~ Then let's go in!"

Since he agreed, then he also has conditions.

"Good, good...."

Mom seemed to be a little happy now, and looked up at him and smiled, with a little anger on her clear face.

Although, Mo Ran has been satisfied....

It's been a long time, the first time I've seen you.

Although, only that short less than a second.....

"Let's go, go in and sleep...."

My mother was in a better mood, so she helped her up, crossed the high threshold carved with exquisite moire, and entered the main hall.

He's sleeping here tonight, and the cherry blossoms smell good, and he might be able to sleep well if he hasn't slept well for a long time, and I'll talk about everything tomorrow.

It's just that.....

He finally fell asleep at night, and dreamed of the girl in purple again.

This.....

She moved closer to her, and her face became clearer.....

On the other side, Bai Luan Luan suffered....