Tang Shi smiles and looks at them fighting. She takes a breath in her heart. Fortunately, she returns to her previous relationship. Su Qi doesn't pursue them any more, which makes her feel a little relieved.
Just think of that and thin night extremely similar man, Tang poetry heart always have a sense of uneasiness.
Why Why do you always feel that there is any crisis looming?
******When Tang Shi and Tang Wei went to bed together that night, she turned off the light, but Tang Wei didn't lie down.
Tang Shi asked his son suspiciously, "Weiwei, what's the matter?"
Tang's only self-care and free thinking, frowning tightly, at first glance and thin night office frowning look somewhat similar.
In the dark, the little boy set against the dim moonlight outside the window, half of his face already had the cold shadow of thin night. It took him a long time to reply to Tang poetry, "Mommy, I wonder if thin night is dead or not."
Tang Shi was stunned, "do you mean May Bo ye not be dead? "
"It's possible." Tang Wei looked up out of the window and said, "maybe the appearance of this thin night makes me feel that the coincidence in the world is too magical. So I began to hope that my father didn't die
Yes, once there is a subtle hope, those who once despair will breed flowers of expectation again, which is the greed of the people.
It's like that she has already died a hundred times and despaired of Bo Ye so many times, but she will still be moved by the last scene of him jumping to the cliff.
Because they are people, are living people, good and bad, love and hate, will bring different effects. People can be crushed to death, but the same Can be saved.
Tang Wei looked at the moonlight outside the window and whispered, "if Bo Ye doesn't die, Mommy, what will you do to him?"
When Tang Wei asked Tang poetry this question, his heart moved slightly.
"Will you still be with him?"
Tang Wei finally moved his eyes to look at his mother's face. His eyes were calm as water. He was a young man, but he already had the experience of an adult. If he could ask this question, it was beyond the scope of his age.
Tang Shi looked at his son with the same serious eyes for a long time, then whispered, "forget it."
Forget it, three words, the way to do the infinite residue, but powerless love.
Looking at Tang Wei's face similar to thin night, Tang Shi suddenly turned red. "The dead are dead, and the rest is just our obsession."
"But if there is a miracle in the world and Bo Ye comes back again, I will ask for nothing but to thank God again and again." Tang Shi smiles at Tang Wei, but he sees through all the vicissitudes of life. "There's really nothing we can do between us. I'll keep Bo's house for him, just hope he can come back. In the future, just like the last sentence he said to me, "forget me and live well."
It's like she saw a saying somewhere -
there are two most beautiful feelings in the world, either helping each other or forgetting each other in the world.
They are far away from each other, just like a natural moat. Those real scars have created a past that can not be turned back. Then they will forget each other, and the world will be vast. From then on, you and I will be safe, and we will never see each other again.
This is the best ending between Tang poetry and thin night.
Think of here, the woman grinned, showing a kind of sad smile, "Tang Wei, I hope you don't like me when you grow up."
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