"He, he, he knows!"

For the first time, Ma Xueyan saw such words.

Strange, grumpy, angry and broken.

"Well, when you went home for the first time, he gave me a million yuan. He told me to keep it from you and say that I would treat you better in the future. I agreed."

"So it is..."

Yannian's long lashes moved, releasing Ma Xueyan. For a while, she didn't know whether to cry or to laugh.

No wonder jiangbeiyuan suddenly talked to her mother alone at that time.

No wonder from then on, Ma Xueyan's eyes changed. She was flattered and looked at her as if she was looking at a money tree. Occasionally, she was given chicken soup to mend her body.

At that time, jiangbeiyuan lied to her, saying that he gave Ma Xueyan 100000 yuan.

It wasn't a hundred thousand, it was a million.

I'm afraid she's afraid that she'll make trouble with him because of the money, so I'll say it deliberately.

His hard work, his secret, to this day, still make people moved to death.

"Ha ha Ha ha... "

Yannian laughed.

The laughter was bleak and full of sadness.

I don't know if it's for myself, or for Ma Xueyan, or for words.

In order to give her a complete home, her father Yan Yuming made up a lie for 13 years.

After 13 years of her father's calculation, but not 13 years later, the woman who was asked to lie by her finally revealed her true identity after his death.

Is it sad?

"Where did my mother die? You tell me! "

Yannian stares at the person in front of him.

Xu's eyes are always too sharp, which makes Ma Xueyan feel frightened. Now what she wants to ask is:

"just Second people's Hospital, what do you want to do? "

"Of course, I'm going to find my mother. Otherwise, can I still guard your lying, greedy and selfish woman at home?"

Every word is full of determination and resentment. The unspeakable pain at the bottom of her heart is well covered by her, and no one can see through it.

"You'll never be my mother again. I don't owe you anything. I really don't owe you this time!"

She turned around and left. Ding Baoyi ran after her.

Ma Xueyan sits alone in the spot, calms down the feeling of panic, and suddenly laughs at herself.

She looked into the distance and didn't know who she was looking at.

After a long time, the mouth wriggled twice,

"your father and daughter are really similar, dare to love and hate, but unfortunately, you died too early, too early..."

……

"It's OK. If you want to cry, you can cry!"

Ding Baoyi drives with one hand, freeing up another hand and patting the shoulder of the copilot's Yannian.

It was the first time she had ever seen such words.

It seems that all her negative emotions broke out today.

I didn't cry.

Her eyes were red, but she could not shed a tear.

She looked at the distance in a daze. She didn't know what she was thinking. Her soul penetrated through the body and looked down on the words and thoughts sitting in the car now.

Her heart has no pain, only her brain is still turning, and the past scenes are passing by.

Ma Xueyan was a good wife and mother before. Although she had some shortcomings, she could at least care about her. She would lead her hand across the road when she came home from school and buy her strawberry cake and honey buns when she made progress in the exam.

But now when I think about it, I only feel ironic.

Because it's all fake.

The beauty of the past 13 years, the mirror is now broken, the cruelty and hypocrisy of reality permeate the gap of the mirror, and those past will never go back.

Even if it's put together, it won't work.

She thought of her first menstruation at the age of eleven, and it hurt terribly for the first time.

His father said that he didn't know who was coming to cure dysmenorrhea. Every time she had dysmenorrhea, he would cook soup for her. Day after day, she would drink it a lot better. Her stomach was warm and comfortable.

Then her father died.

No one's made soup for her anymore.

She began to eat Hesse carelessly. She was not afraid of anything.

It hurt a few times in high school.

She doesn't care. She still goes her own way and eats the Hesse.

Later, there was no pain.

But her menstruation is less and less, until today, she finally tasted the taste of retribution.

"Here we are."

Ding Baoyi's words bring back the thoughts of Yan Nian.

He said nothing to get out of the car.

Ding Baoyi holds her and unbuckles the front seat belt for her.

"After all these years, what else can you know?""I don't know..."

He said in a daze.

"My father is dead. My father can't tell me about my mother. I don't want to hear about my mother from that woman. She doesn't deserve to talk about my mother."

"Well, I'll ask with you. There should be records in the hospital."

"Well..."

Just about to get out of the car, the mobile phone suddenly rings.

It's spoken and read.

The caller ID above is "husband".