Tell, her eyes have been wet.

Standing under the camphor tree, the picture is still yesterday.

Those days of meeting, meeting and falling in love are sealed in her heart forever.

However

Until that day, I met Wen wanwan in the street. Because of her appearance, I found out after investigation that the man who had promised her a lifetime under the camphor tree had died.

He died.

Yin and Yang separated, no chance to meet, no chance to say sorry.

Because of her willfulness and fear, she wasted most of her life and beautiful years, leaving only irreparable regret

"The reason why I came to city a is to cherish my youth and the feeling that I died of nothing. He is a native here, but he is dead."

"Ah?"

Wen wanwan was shocked again and again, and his heart was shocked.

She could see that Mrs. herring missed the relationship with that man and the man she never met again.

But the man was dead.

When he died, she was doomed to regret all her life.

"Thank you for listening to so much nonsense from my old lady."

After a long sigh, Helian smiles and catches the memories of the past, and the tears in the corner of his eyes are quietly wiped away.

Wenwanwan also followed back to God, but inexplicably want to know a question.

"Did you see your abandoned child again?"

She raised her eyes and asked seriously.

Mrs. herring looked at Wen wanwan and nodded with a smile.

"Yes, she has a good life, a happy family, and a lovely daughter. I like that girl very much. She is as old as you. She is a very sensible and clever girl!"

Mrs. herring said, and touched Wen wanwan's head intimately. Her eyes were full of doting love.

Wen wanwan raised her eyes and looked at the strange feeling.

……

Mrs. Herring's driver, will wenwanwan back to the apartment.

Nearly half past six, Wen wanwan put down her schoolbag, washed her hands, and went to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

It was strange for her to think of what happened not long ago.

"Drop."

The door of the apartment opens. Wen wanwan turns to see Yan Shengli enter the room.

Wen wanwan naturally raised a smile.

"Ali, you're back!"

"Well, I'm back."

Yan Shengli responds, takes off her handsome windbreaker coat, rolls up the sleeve of her shirt and goes into the kitchen.

"Preparing dinner?"

"Well."

Wen wanwan nodded with a smile and continued to choose dishes.

Yan Shengli washes her hands and turns around to help Wen wanwan choose dishes together.

Two people get along with the model is like a daily newlywed couple, sometimes fighting, sometimes intimacy, in short, everywhere is full of warmth.

"Ali, do you know who sent me back today?"

Wen wanwan asked, Yan Shengli suddenly raised his head, a sour taste spread.

"Who? You show me

"How can the good xiuche send me home?"

"Who is that?"

Yan Shengli didn't want to guess at all, and asked urgently.

"You've met Mrs. herring."

"She?"

Referring to Mrs. Helian, Yan Shengli soon thought of the scene of meeting at that time.

The old woman seemed to be very interested in Wen wanwan and Chunyu. At that time, she looked at their mother and daughter's expressions strangely. He believed that it was not an illusion.

There must be something he doesn't know.

Yan Shengli thought about it and opened her lips with a smile.

"Why would she take you home? You don't seem familiar, do you? "