C100

Tomorrow is about to get married, but Ling Xiaoyue doesn't even feel nervous. These days Lei Yunze has taken all the medicine he can find for the sprain into the villa, but it's a hundred days' hard work. It's not even ten days before and after. It's almost impossible for Ling Xiaoyue's feet to get better.

Looking at Ye Jia's wedding shoes on the table today, the silver white shoes arc like straight mountains, and the bits and pieces occupy the whole shoes. Every time the light shines, the whole shoes emit a kind of sparkling light like water waves, and the slender heels are like sexy and elegant necks. It's a kind of intoxication to indulge in them at a glance.

It's just like the magic crystal shoes given to Cinderella by the fairy godmother, sleeping with too many women's infinite reverie.

It's just a pity that tomorrow she is doomed not to step on these crystal shoes, lead her prince to happiness, because her swollen ankle makes her unable to wear these shoes. Maybe she is destined to be the evil stepsister who needs to cut off her heel to step on the crystal shoes.

"Look, mom

Tomorrow Niannian will be their little flower boy. Wearing a white shawl skirt, Niannian is like an elf running into Ling Xiaoyue's room. The layers of white gauze set off her white and delicate skin, and her pink face has a sweet smile.

Niannian turns around in front of Ling Xiaoyue, "Mom, I'm a fairy!"

Lei Yun Ze as like as two peas, and the wedding dress is only the size difference. The embroidered, mosaic crystal and even the embroidered flower on the waist are exactly the same.

"Tomorrow Niannian will bring a small wreath." Then she put the wreath in her hand on her head. Her head tilted and looked smart. She just accidentally shook her head, and the little wreath was thrown aside by her.

She hurried to get the wreath that she had taken off, and then carefully took it. She was very careful when she moved it.

Ling Xiaoyue raises her hand and calls her to her bedside. She helps her take the wreath with her. She uses a small clip to pin it up. She asks Ling Xiaoyue to dress up for her.

"Niannian is mother's fairy."

Ling Xiaoyue looks at her daughter with a happy smile on her face. Decades later, she puts on white gauze and tells her that she wants to join hands with another person for a lifetime. At that time, her face must be full of vision and happiness, otherwise she will never give her daughter to that strange man.

"Mom?" Read puzzled looking at her, Ling Xiaoyue back to God looking at her, "how do you cry?" Niannian frowned and raised her hand to help her wipe away her tears. Ling Xiaoyue didn't notice that she was in tears.

"It's OK, mom. Mom's so happy."

"Laugh when you're happy, laugh out loud." Niannian teaches Ling Xiaoyue very seriously, and makes a special exaggerated face. Looking at her strange appearance, Ling Xiaoyue can't help laughing.

"How is it? Mom said, "is it good?" Lei Yunze came to the bedroom, looking at the two women chatting so happily, his heart is also full of happiness.

"Good looking, mom said I was her fairy." Niannian jumps down from the bed and into Lei Yunze's arms. Lei Yunze's powerful arms hold her up and dote on her little nose with her fingers.

"Change your clothes back, or the fairy won't look good tomorrow." After getting along for a long time, he also began to learn to speak to her in the language he liked. He once despised these as childish, but he didn't expect that one day, he would be willing to speak with her childish for one person.

Read happily refused to run away. Lei Yunze walked into the room and saw that Ling Xiaoyue's face had tears. He asked softly, "are you crying?"

Ling Xiaoyue lowered her head. "Well, looking at Niannian, she suddenly thought that one day in the future, she would come to me in white gauze and tell me," Mom, I'm going to get married. "

Leiyue looks at Xiaoyun with sadness in her eyes.

"Change your clothes. Let's go out." Lei Yunze said, did not explain to leave the room, Ling Xiaoyue can only follow his arrangement to wear, ready to go out.

"Where to?" On the bus, Ling Xiaoyue asked.

"To meet someone." Lei Yunze didn't say any more. He started the accelerator and drove away. Ling Xiaoyue sat quietly in the car, looking at the strange road and was curious.

When the car stopped, Ling Xiaoyue's heart seemed to be pinched, painful and stuffy, making her breathless. She didn't expect Lei Yunze to bring her here.

"Let's go!"

Ling Xiaoyue's eyes suddenly turn red. She looks up and doesn't want tears to flow out. She follows Lei Yunze. Ling Xiaoyue walks very slowly. Seeing him stop in front of a tombstone, Ling Xiaoyue stops two steps away.

"Come here." Lei Yunze squatted down, took out three sticks of incense from the side, lit them and inserted them into the censer.

Ling Xiaoyue's tears flow uncontrollably. After the wedding date is set, she wants to come here for many times, but her injured ankle makes it difficult for her to move again and again.

"Mom, Xiaoyue and I have come to see you." Lei Yunze takes the lead in opening her mouth. Ling Xiaoyue's tears have already blocked her sight. She bites her lips and doesn't let herself make a sound. She is afraid to come here, to cry and to be vulnerable."We're getting married tomorrow." Lei Yunze's voice is calm, every word seems to have a gentle smile.

"Six years ago, that accident made her leave her hometown. I'm sorry that she lived alone with a child in a foreign country for the past six years."

Ling Xiaoyue slowly steps forward. She comes to her mother's grave and kneels down. On the tombstone, her mother's smile is still, but things are different.

"I'm sorry, mom." Ling Xiaoyue raised her hand and stroked the words on the tombstone, tears rustling down.

Lei Yunze holds her shaking shoulder, but Ling Xiaoyue can't say clearly when she cries.

"Mom, I'm back. I miss you so much." Her trembling voice was as fragile as cicada wings. On the day of her return to China, she drove to the gate of the cemetery, but did not come in. She did not know how to face her mother, how to prove to her mother that she had failed.

"I'm useless! Mom! I was wrong! I want to avenge you! Mother Ling Xiaoyue said more and more excited. She hugged the cold tombstone and began to cry.

Lei Yunze didn't disturb her. She just supported her thin shoulder and let her relieve her emotions. She endured for too long, and finally she could cry well today.

Leize has been crying for a long time, just like the sound of her crying in front of him.

"I won't blame you. She'll be relieved to see you well." He hugged her and soothed her softly.

Ling Xiaoyue sobbed and nodded.

Lei Yunze pulled Ling Xiaoyue up, looked at the tombstone, Lei Yunze said: "I will make Xiaoyue happy, you don't have to worry."