"Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you......"

The singing inside came out, Song Shiwei watched the child happily make a wish and blow out the candles, and the mother looked at him so intently that the love in her eyes was about to overflow.

They shared the cake, and the mother carefully wiped the cream from the child's lips, smiling softly.

Song Shiwei's eyes hurt when he saw it, and tears fell down like beads with broken threads.

She crouched on the ground, hugged her knees, and cried bitterly.

……

Xiao Yi looked at his mobile phone after dinner, he was ready to send birthday wishes to Song Shiwei as soon as he passed twelve.

I still couldn't help but send her a WeChat message first, "What are you doing, have you eaten?" ”

No reply.

He wondered if the little girl was taking a shower and didn't look at her phone?

I waited for another ten minutes.

"Weiwei, are you in the codeword?"

Still no reply.

Xiao Yi felt a little strange, Song Shiwei usually carries her mobile phone with her at home, even the code words are also placed on the table, you can see it at any time, she usually sends WeChat messages almost in seconds, what's wrong today?

There is also no such thing as no electricity, and she can charge it at home at any time.

Xiao Yi made a phone call, but no one answered.

After a few minutes, I called again, but no one answered.

There were several connections, but no one responded.

A trace of panic flashed in Xiao Yi's heart, there will be no accident in Weiwei, right?

Quickly got up, grabbed the keys to the motorcycle, and ran down.

When I arrived at Song Shiwei's house, I opened the door and went in.

It was pitch black and there were no lights on.

Xiao Yi turned on the light and called "Weiwei", but no one responded.

He walked to Song Shiwei's room and opened the door, but there was no one.

I searched the bathroom, kitchen, and balcony again, but there was still no one.

He dialed Song Shiwei's mobile phone again, but no one answered.

Xiao Yi's heart panicked, where did Weiwei go?

The home is so big, where can she hide?

By the way, I didn't see my room.

Xiao Yi pushed the door in, but there was no one inside.

There was an open tin box on the floor, and there were things scattered around.

Xiao Yi walked over and picked up the contents inside.

When he saw the box and the sender on it, his face changed.

Quickly out the door.

When Xiao Yi arrived, he saw Song Shiwei sitting outside the fence wall of a villa, his whole person seemed to be sluggish, and his face was full of tears.

His heart ached.

"Weiwei ......"

Song Shiwei turned his head a little numbly, and when he saw Xiao Yi, tears welled up in his heart, and he threw himself into Xiao Yi's arms, "Brother Xiao Yi......"

She whimpered and cried, crying heartbreakingly, which made Xiao Yi's heart hurt.

He hugged Song Shiwei, patted her back gently with both hands, and let her cry, it might be better to cry.

He looked at the window opposite, and the woman he once knew, Weiwei's mother, dressed gracefully and luxuriously, instructed the servants to clean up their things.

There was also a leftover birthday cake on the table.

There was a child who was laughing and jumping and making noise in the room with something, and from time to time he was intimate with his mother, and the woman looked at the child with a doting face.

A layer of coldness appeared on Xiao Yi's face, and his eyebrows and eyes were as deep as an abyss, and he couldn't see it to the end.

For a moment, the people inside seemed to sense that someone was outside and looked over.

Xiao Yi pressed Song Shiwei's head into his arms and turned his body sideways.

"Weiwei, let's go!"

Xiao Yi bent down to pick up Song Shiwei, she didn't move, let him hold herself, nestled in his arms.

She felt very tired, and her heart was like ashes.

Walking to the place where the motorcycle was parked, Xiao Yi saw that Song Shiwei couldn't sit in the car, so he sat on the edge of the flower garden, put Song Shiwei on his lap, hugged him gently, and let her rest.

Song Shiwei leaned his head in his arms, feeling physically and mentally exhausted.

"Brother Xiao Yi, why do you think she is like this?"

Song Shiwei's tears fell again, "If she says that she wants to marry and she wants to pursue her own happiness, I won't stop her, but why should she hide it from me and abandon me?" ”

Xiao Yi patted Song Shiwei on the back, "It's not your fault, it's that she's too selfish." ”

She must have met a rich man, and she didn't want her previous children to bother her, so she didn't dare to let the man know that she had two children.

That's what a selfish mother is.

"Weiwei, we don't want her anymore, she's not worth it!"

Song Shi bit her lip slightly and choked, but that was her mother, she had been thinking about her mother for so many years.

She remembers that at that time, when she was in junior high school, she knew how to control her emotions.

One day she told her brother that he wanted him to take her to see her mother and to worship her.

My brother lost his temper, he said that his mother was not dead, she just went far away, and she would definitely come back in the future.

She thought her brother was too sad to do that.

Later, she didn't dare to mention it again.

I didn't expect it to be true, she really didn't die, she just didn't want them anymore.

How much pressure does my brother have to bear?

"She's not a worthy mother, you treat her as dead!" Xiao Yi said.

Song Shiwei buried his head in Xiao Yi's arms, and tears wet his clothes.

"You still have me, and there is still time, we will never give up on you." Xiao Yi hugged Song Shi slightly.

"Well, woo......" Song Shiwei cried again, grabbing Xiao Yi's clothes and crying silently.

Xiao Yi was so distressed that he could only hug Song Shi more tightly, as if he was afraid that she would be broken.

The two of them leaned together silently, and the frogs croaked in the pond beside them, and the crickets chirped.

The environment here is really good, how luxurious the villas there are, but what kind of life did Song Shiwei and his brothers and sisters live before?

Xiao Yi's heart was filled with a chill, that woman really deserves to die.

Song Shiwei slowly eased up, "Brother Xiao Yi, let's go!" ”

"Is it really okay? If it's too tired, we'll stay here for one night, and I'll book a hotel online. Xiao Yi said.

Song Shi shook his head slightly, "No, I want to go home!" ”

Speaking of home, Song Shiwei's eyes became wet again.

That home is no longer home, and she is the only one who still regards it as home.

"Okay, let's go home!" Xiao Yi got up and gently put Song Shiwei on the ground.

Rode the motorcycle over, put a hard hat on Song Shiwei, and patted her head gently, "Hold me tight!" ”

"Hmm!" Song Shi nodded slightly.

Xiao Yi got into the car first, and Song Shiwei stepped into the back seat and stretched out his hand to hug Xiao Yi's waist.

"Hold on tighter!" Xiao Yi's voice was deep and powerful.

He was so worried that Song Shiwei would fall if he was ruthless.

Song Shiwei tightened his hands again and rested his head on Xiao Yi's back.

"Gone!" Xiao Yi said a word and started the motorcycle.

The car roared out of the neighborhood.

The two returned to Song Shiwei's house, and Xiao Yi directly carried her to the bed, "Sleep well, you'll be fine tomorrow!" ”

Song Shiwei was also very tired, and closed his eyes, "Brother Xiao Yi, can you accompany me?" ”

"Okay, I'll watch you sleep, I'll leave when you fall asleep!" Xiao Yi nodded, his voice as gentle as water.

Maybe he was too tired, Song Shiwei quickly fell asleep.

Xiao Yi took out his mobile phone and sent WeChat as soon as possible, "Weiwei, happy birthday!" ”