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I always thought you looked familiar, but I didn't know who you were. "

"I've probably seen it in my dreams." She smiled, picked up a crutch, limped over to the table and sat down. "Did you drink just now?"

"Yes." My face is very hot right now. It must be very red.

"Drink some of this tea." She handed me an antique porcelain teacup.

I accepted it and drank it.

She looked at me lovingly for a long moment, then poured me some tea and asked, "Have you eaten? Are you hungry? "

"Yes." I nodded automatically.

She knocked on her crutches a little urgently and called the nurse who was waiting beside her, "Quickly, go and get someone to bring something here."

"No need." I hurriedly stood up and said, "I'm sorry, I still have urgent matters to attend to. I'm afraid I won't be able to stay for long."

she asked me. "What is it?"

"A friend. Sick. In the hospital."

She gave a frustrated "Oh," stirring the cup in front of her with a spoon, and after a while asked me, "Can you come and see me more often? You're much better than the impostor. "

"What impostor?"

"There was a girl who looked a lot like you. She used to come here to accompany me a few years ago, but I hated her so much that I chased her away. Dong previously said that you hated me and didn't want to come, but just now, I didn't see that you hated me, right? "

"Is her name Qian Yang?" I immediately thought of her, because previously, Mr. Dong wanted me to come to her pavilion and then met Qian Yang. She said that this place was haunted, and that a madman lived here, and that Mr. Dong was plotting against me.

"I think so. I don't have a good memory, but she looks like you. Almost the same."

No wonder Qian Yang said that she was going to study in Korea from that time onwards, and then returned a year later to change her appearance to mine. So it was to get close to this woman.

But me, I've never met her before?

I thought it was weird, so I said, "Auntie, may I ask, why do you want to see me?"

Dong Qing said that he looked very much like you. A few years ago, Dong Qing and I went to Su Hengwen's house and unintentionally met you. I felt very close to you and wanted to bring you over to raise you. But then you didn't want to come. "I'm sick. You see, I have to live here every day and be raised as a cripple. I thought I could forget about my daughter just by eating and drinking. But before I died, I started to miss her more and more."

The middle-aged woman's eyes were swollen, and a layer of warm yellow light covered her face. She looked at me with a gaze that was filled with boundless affection. Listening to her say these words made my nose sour.

I envied the girl who was so unlucky.

A mother like Wu Yue was probably one of the minority in this world.

I couldn't help but be moved. I took her hand and said, "It just so happened that my mother died a long time ago. If she was still alive, she would definitely love me this much, right?"

She happily curled her soft lips and said, "Then we really have fate. How about you call me Mama in the future? I happen to want a daughter. "

Mom.

These two words, to me, were very unfamiliar words.

I've never formally called anyone that.

When the middle-aged beauty saw that I was in a difficult situation, she apologetically said, "Look, I'm getting a little anxious. Don't be afraid. I'm just a little anxious. I'm not crazy."

"No, no, I didn't think that way. It was just that when I was born, I lost my mother. I'm a bit unfamiliar with these two words."

"Yes." "I know I have to do something to make you feel motherly, to make you want to call me that, don't you?"

She stood up, leaning on her cane, walked over to the headboard, opened a drawer, and beckoned me over.

He took out a lot of jewelry, placed it in front of me, took out a butterfly diamond brooch, and stuck it on my chest like a child showing off a toy. Do you like that? It's all mine, you can take it. I still have a lot of it, I won't leave it here any longer. I'll give it to you when you come again. "

Seeing that she was doing her best to be nice to me and to give me the feeling of motherly love, I was touched and quickly declined, "You don't have to give me these things, I really have to go. Do you have a phone message? "Leave one for me, we can keep in touch. If you don't have time to come here, I'll call you."

"I'm a very old-fashioned person. I don't like those things," she said. "There's radiation, and it's bad for my health."

"What a pity. I'm busy studying normally, but I'll do my best to find time to visit you later, okay?"

"Great. When you come, give Dong a call so that I can prepare some food for you."

"Alright." I looked at my alloy watch and saw that the pointer was pointing to 10 o'clock. Afraid that Gao Kan wouldn't be able to find me when he wakes up and lose his temper, I hurriedly stood up and bid him farewell. "I really have to go.

She gave me a big hug and then walked me to the door with her walking stick. She reluctantly held my hand and didn't want to let go. Her eyes were slightly red as she said, "Daughter, if only you had come here a few years earlier. I'm really sick right now. I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to wait for you to come again before I die."

"You won't. I'll come see you again." When she said this, my heart hurt. The word 'mother' that I had been yearning to shout out choked in my chest, making me unable to utter a single word.

"Goodbye, daughter." She walked me out of sight, still looking at me and waving.

That tenderness and my mother's anticipation stabbed into the softest part of my heart.

Goodbye, Mom.

Before I left, I finally called out these two words. I was so happy to see that my mother had such a beautiful, soft and gentle tone. Next time, I thought to myself, I would definitely call out to her in front of everyone.

Mr. Dong was at the foot of the stairs. When he saw me coming down, he adjusted his grey three-piece shirt and asked me with a smile, "How was it?"

As a matter of fact, I said, "She likes me very much. She wants me to come see her next time."

"Alright, if I knew she would be this happy, I would have invited you here earlier." "If you don't mind, I have already stored your phone number. This is my private number, you are welcome to come visit my house and accompany her. She really needs yours, right?"

I took the card and put it in my handbag, which was hanging around my wrist. "What's wrong with her?" I asked.

"Heart attack." The Mr. Dong didn't want to talk about this, so he vaguely lost. He asked me, "Next time, if she really misses you, can I ask someone to come and pick you up from school?"

"Okay," I agreed without thinking it was inappropriate.

The two of us walked forward together. As we walked quickly out of the quiet alley, Mr. Dong spoke with a serious tone: "There's one more thing, I have to trouble you to promise me."