Lan Ruohao didn't say anything anymore, since she had already made a decision, he would just support it silently. "It's up to you to decide."

Shen Zhiqiu touched the blooming little yellow flower on Lan Lan's head, "The child is still young now, and it will get better slowly." ”

Lan Ruohao pulled the leg of the doll in Lan Lan's hand, and Xiao Lanlan was lightly startled by the doll that suddenly moved.

Lan Ruohao seemed to have done something meaningful, he looked at Lan Lan's thunderous smile seriously, "Do you like your uncle's gift?" ”

Slowly, as if the heroine of a TV series that was stuck in the computer turned back, Lan Lan raised her head and looked at Lan Ruohao indifferently.

It's true that she's just slow to perceive the outside world.

Watching Lan Ruohao teasing Xiao Lanlan patiently little by little, Shen Zhiqiu felt indescribable in his heart.

Back then, Hai Yidong married her just for a boy who was an heirloom, but in the end, with their departure, Ah Hao also walked out of that home.

I don't know why, every time I think of this scene, her heart is indescribably bitter. And a hint of irony.

Shen Zhiqiu held back tears, "Ah Hao, don't you have your own company, can't you go over now?" ”

Lan Ruohao smiled, looking unconcerned, "I'm just busy at night, and I don't have anything to do during the day." ”

Shen Zhiqiu nodded, and was a little worried, "You don't rely on them to do your own business, you have to work harder, and Mommy can't help you here." ”

Lan Ruohao put the little Lan Lan in his arms on the chair on the side, reached out to take the things under the table, and then returned the words, casually talking, "You took Shu'er away in the first place, which was the greatest help to me." ”

In a word, let the atmosphere cool down again.

Yes, if she hadn't realized her mistake and resolutely divorced and took Shu'er away, then Ah Hao would have hated her to death, and Shu'er, if she said goodbye, it would only be a touch of dust in the cold stone.

Shen Zhiqiu's tears came down directly, she has been abroad with Lan Xianshu for so many years, although her daughter has never said anything, but she still knows that she is sorry for this daughter, the daughter who has been neglected since birth, even if she has never said how much resentment she has towards her mother, but in the past three years, even if she has always been by her side, she is still quiet and never asks for anything.

On the contrary, it was her son's words today, as if the scab had been removed from the scar for a long time, allowing her to see herself who had been wrong so deeply.

I didn't expect Lan Ruohao to say that sentence so casually, Lan Xianshu was silent for a while, walked to her mother's side, held her hand, and smiled, her voice was faint, "I'm fine now." ”

There are a lot of things she wanted before, except for the deepest love that hurt her, and now she has almost everything.

Shen Zhiqiu slowly raised his head and looked at his daughter, very good, yes, they are very good now.

Now the quiet life has gradually begun to make her forget that she had to sign a critical illness notice with trembling fingers almost every three days for three consecutive months, and also made her forget that in the year after her daughter gave birth, in addition to taking care of the autistic baby every day, she had to keep an eye on her and stop self-harm.

Yes, Shen Zhiqiu, two years ago, experienced countless suicides of his daughter.