She slowly squatted down and stroked the cold tombstone inch by inch.
Forehead on the tombstone, Yan Yi people can't cry on their own, "baozi, my mother is sorry for you."
She hasn't hugged him well or looked at him seriously, so he left her forever.
I hope there is no pain in heaven. I hope there are sweets, colorful houses and your father.
Pei Hongqin and Mengmeng stand beside her, holding umbrellas in their hands and blocking her from the sky.
The more snow falls, the more snow flies with the wind.
The new year's breath is near, but the sadness is even stronger.
Far away, Chu Qian and Chu Zhi stand there, quietly watching Yan Yiren vent alone.
"Big brother, have you ever thought about bringing Vivian back to live together?"
Chu Zhi closes her eyes painfully. "Wei Wei likes Chu garden. Let her stay in Chu garden."
"I heard that ah Jin said that Wei Wei likes Yi people very much. Why don't you let Wei accompany Yi people?"
Chu Zhi is deep in thought. For Yanyi people, his feelings are very complicated.
At the beginning, he strongly opposed, along the way, she and Chu Huaijin experienced too much suffering, now, she has become a lonely person.
It's false to say no pain.
Chu Zhi was about to answer when he saw Yanyi people in front of him suddenly fell into the snow.
Pei Hongqin immediately threw an umbrella: "Yan baozi!"
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She woke up again in the medical center ward in the presidential palace.
Zhou muyao watched her and fell asleep beside the bed.
Yan Yiren sits up and wants to get out of bed. Zhou muyao wakes up with her movements. She looks up and says, "Yiren, are you awake?"
Yan Yi people look at the wall blankly, without speaking.
During this period, everyone was worried about her.
When Yan Yiren woke up, Zhou muyao informed everyone. Soon, Chu Yixiu came.
He was holding a baby in his arms. The baby in the swaddling clothes was sleeping with a little red face and a little mouth. It was lovely.
After discussion, they decided to let Yanyi try and raise Chu Wenhuo.
"Sister in law." Chu Yixiu came to the bed, "this is my child and Xinyi, Wenhuo. Do you want a hug? "
Yan Yiren holds out her hand and takes the swaddling clothes. Chu also looses her hand. She holds the baby carefully.
Eyes greedy, moist looking at Chu Wenhuo.
If her little bun is still alive, it must be so lovely, isn't it?
She lowered her head and held it against Chu's forehead, tears dripping down his face.
Xu is noisy. Chu Wenhuo opens his eyes, opens his mouth and wails loudly.
As if stabbed by a cry, Yanyi panicked and hurriedly returned the child to Chu Yixiu. She covered her ears with her hands.
"Don't cry, don't cry..." Her face was frightened and she muttered to herself.
Chu Yixiu hugged Chu Wenhuo, coaxed him, and turned to look at the frightened Yan Yiren. "Sister in law, are you ok?"
Zhou muyao also found something wrong with Yan Yiren. She immediately hugged her and comforted her: "Yi Ren, it's OK. Wen Huo doesn't cry."
After that, Zhou muyao waved to Chu Yixiu to hold Chu Wenhuo first.
Chu Yixiu didn't want to leave, but because Zhou muyao was still there, he couldn't do anything. He nodded and left the ward with Chu Wenhuo in his arms.
Other hospitals.
Chu Shaohua looked at him and came back. He reached out his hand and teased all Chu Wenhuo. He looked up doubtfully and asked, "Yan Yi people don't want Wenhuo?"