"Will Xiaojiu never encounter that feeling again?"&1t;/p>

Ye Weilan was stunned by her son's question.&1t;/p>

What I want to go back to most in life is the past.&1t;/p>

The most difficult thing to experience in life is the future.&1t;/p>

At that moment, the sky was very bright and warm. When he looked back, he saw her side face.&1t;/p>

There is a smell called loneliness.&1t;/p>

"Xiao Jiu likes Qinghuan at that moment..." After the accident, Xiao Yechen mentioned the deceased little girl for the first time: "After she spoke, Xiao Jiu didn't like her much... At the moment she died, Xiao Jiu fell in love with her again, mommy... Isn't the baby very bad..."&1t;/p>

Ye Weilan couldn't see her son's expression, and the sadness in her eyes almost overflowed: "Xiaojiu is a good child... You don't like Qinghuan. You bring her by your side and play with her. Go and save her when she is in danger. You have protected her for so long. This is not what you usually do..."&1t;/p>

"No, mommy," Xiao Yechen lowered his head and expressed his feelings rarely: "Xiao Jiu can do these because mommy likes her..."&1t;/p>

The truth at this moment tugged Ye Weilan's anger into one. Xiao Yechen is not a self-deceiving person. What he feels is, that is what he is.&1t;/p>

"Not that," Ye Weilan said softly: "Even if mommy likes her, if Xiaojiu doesn't like it, you won't force yourself to do it. Mommy gives an example. If, in the future, when you grow up, mommy wants you to marry Aunt Xiaochi's daughter as your wife, will you agree because mommy likes it?"&1t;/p>

Xiao Yechen thought for a while and shook his head: "No."&1t;/p>

"So, it's not entirely for mommy. Xiaojiu also likes her in her heart. Apart from Xiaoxue, mommy has never seen Xiaojiu live so well with a child. Qinghuan has something to attract you. Even if it's just a moment, you are willing to help her... what I like later..."&1t;/p>

Ye Weilan spoke incredibly difficult. She couldn't mention the tragic night, and it hurts when she mentioned it.&1t;/p>

"I liked her later because Xiaojiu did something wrong. Qinghuan blocked the gun for Xiaojiu. Xiaojiu promised to remember her for the rest of her life..." Xiao Yechen lowered his head, his tone so low that he couldn't hear clearly.&1t;/p>

Ye Weilan hugged his son tightly: "Xiaojiu, you cry... Mommy please, cry..."&1t;/p>

Xiao Yechen raised his head: "Mommy, Xiaojiu has cried."&1t;/p>

On the night she was blind, he cried several times.&1t;/p>

After personally experiencing the bitterness of tears, he never wanted to shed that kind of y body in his life.&1t;/p>

"Xiao Jiu is just regretting... Xiao Jiu can't help her find the last thing Qinghuan left in the world..."&1t;/p>

The last thing Xiao Qinghuan left in the world was her corpse.&1t;/p>

"Mommy, every time Xiaojiu sees the sea, she will fantasize whether Qinghuan is in a certain place in the sea and experiences something terrible..."&1t;/p>

"No, Qinghuan is so good and so kind, God will treat her kindly." Although she knew it was useless, she still comforted her with pale words.&1t;/p>

God…&1t;/p>

It's the most unreliable thing.&1t;/p>

Ye Weilan prayed silently in his heart: "Qinghuan, Xiaojiu already knows that he is wrong, please forgive him..."&1t;/p>

Qi Ye sat lazily on the side, listening to the communication between mother and son, he half closed his eyes, and his long eyelashes cast two y shadows on his white cheeks, and no one could peek at the expression in his eyes.&1t;/p>

…&1t;/p>

After dinner, Yan Shi drove Xiao Yechen home.&1t;/p>
Chapter completed!