"It's OK. I'll take care of myself and everything will be over." Ye Shuimo holds his hand. This is said by the people in front of him, and also to himself.
everything will pass. There is nothing in the world that can't be crossed. She will certainly cross it.
After his mother came, ye Miao went to work.
Her mother-in-law is very gentle. She refuses to mention Jin Bao's affairs. She just drags her to talk about her daily life. Ye Shuimo doesn't want her elders to worry about it, so she answers every word.
"Going to the flower show? It's said that this year's orchid exhibition has very precious flowers, and it's not a weekend, so there should not be too many people. " Ding Yiyi wants her to go out more.
Ye Shuimo insists on living at home, but there are shadows of Jinbao everywhere. Although all the toys have been cleaned up and Jinbao's room is closed, it is not a matter that people always stay here.
Ye Shuimo nods. She doesn't want her elders to worry.
There are not many people at the flower show, but the orchids are gorgeous or cool, plus the warm wind, it is very comfortable. Looking at Ye Shuimo's eyebrows, Ding Yiyi is relieved.
She quietly sent a text message to her son, "come out for a walk in the flower show, people are very good, don't worry."
Almost just sent out received a reply, Ding Yiyi thought that silly boy estimated that work also did not pay attention to, concentrate on home, so she would send a message to the other party.
The men of Ye's family are affectionate and special. Just looking up, she finds that ye ink is gone.
Today, because she estimated Ye Shuimo's mood, she didn't even let her bodyguard take her. She thought that her mother-in-law and daughter-in-law could easily watch the flower show. Now she lost her daughter-in-law!
Calm down! Today people don't hide. Their daughter-in-law should have lost her sight of flowers.
Ding Yi comforted himself so repeatedly that he quickly searched around and finally saw Ye Shuimo standing in front of a sculpture made of orchids.
"Ink and wash." She screamed, but the other side stood upright all the time, as if she didn't hear the voice behind her, and seemed to be independent of the crowd.
"Ink, is it OK?" Ding Yi took her hand.
"Mother in law." Ye ink like a dream to wake up, "sorry, I stand here to see the flowers, all of a sudden lost consciousness."
Where is this absent-minded ah, just like that just like the soul out of the body, Ding Yi nodded, pulled her not to put, "nothing is good."
Ye Shuimo nods stupidly. Just now, the confused feeling in her head comes again, but this time, she catches one of the voices.
"Why do you still have the face to come to the exhibition?"
"Why do you still have the face to come to the exhibition?"
"Why do you still have the face to come to the exhibition?"
"Why do you still have the face to come to the exhibition?"
“……”
This paragraph is played in the brain countless times, other sounds seem to be constantly weakening, and then weaken, and finally there is this sentence.
Because of you, the child had a car accident. How could you have the face to come to the auto show? When you were watching the auto show, the child was lying in the coffin coldly.
The pot of orchid planting in front of me is like the soil on the coffin. Then, is there really a coffin under the soil?
"Ink painting." Ding Yi is worried that the child is always in a daze today.
"Sorry." Ye Shuimo takes back his sight.
Ding Yiyi has been accompanying her around the whole flower show, then nothing happened, her heart is finally safe back to the stomach.
When he got home, Wang Qi got out of the car.
"I just rang the doorbell and no one responded, so I waited for a moment."
"This is it?"
Ding Yiyi looks at Wang Qi in doubt.
"Mother in law, this is Wang Qi, a subordinate of the foundation. Her family is engaged in tea business."
"Hello." Wang Qi is also secretly looking at the person in front of him. Which cousin did he think he was? It turned out to be ye Miao's mother. She looked very young.
"Come in and sit down." Ding Yiyi invited people into the house, after all, many people to dilute the atmosphere, but also can let the daughter-in-law's attention will not always focus on the children.
Wang Qi felt a little strange when he came here again. He thought Ye Shuimo should move away from this sad place, but he couldn't say it to himself.
"Sit down and I'll make tea." All the nannies were sent away. When Ding Yiyi came, she only brought a driver, but no servant or bodyguard. Of course, someone had to do these things.
"Mother in law, how can you come? I'll do it." Ye Shuimo immediately gets up.
"I'll do it. Mr. Ye is still my boss." Wang Qi also got up.
"Sit down Ding Yiyi said: "I don't have the old way yet. I need your young people to raise me up."
As soon as he said this, they were embarrassed to argue again, so they had to sit down.
"Mr. Ye..." Wang Qi opened his mouth and didn't know what to say. Looking at the other side's thin wrist, he felt his heart dripping blood.
"I'll be fine." Ye Shuimo said.This makes Wang Qi hate to come here without permission. Even at this time, the other party should estimate his mood and say such words to comfort himself, but he can't say anything.
"Is black tea OK?" Ding Yiyi has brought tea and a plate of snacks.
After sitting for a while, Wang Qi ran away. He had a lot to say to Ye Shuimo, but he didn't expect that ye's elders were there, so he ran away without saying anything.
In the evening, ye Miao mentioned the matter of moving. Today, he has been thinking about this matter. Living here is just to add sorrow. No matter how to cover it up, everything here has the shadow of Jinbao.
He didn't want to expel Jinbao from memory completely. The child will always be a part of the family. Maybe one day, they will come back here again because of the memory, but it is definitely not now.
"Good." Ye Shuimo didn't think much. It's inevitable to leave here. She really doesn't have such a strong heart. Maybe one day she will come back here.
However, is this a drop in Jinbao? Does she blame herself?
"What's the matter? Uncomfortable? " Ye Miao immediately noticed that she was not in the right mood.
"My head hurts a little." Ye Shuimo murmured.
Ye Miao stands behind her and massages her. Her hand is suddenly caught and her trembling fingertips are not willing to let go.
"I will not leave you."
This sentence has made Ye Miao's eyes hot after so many days of fear.
How scared he is, afraid that the person he loves is determined to leave himself and refuses to come out of his sorrow.
His fear and fear are all well hidden by his apparent calmness. He has no time to fear and grieve, but he is also a person.
"Thank you." Encircling her delicate neck and burying her head in the cold neck socket, ye Miao's voice chokes.
The move was quickly implemented, which is what the Ye family meant. Staying in a place full of painful memories is not conducive to getting out of grief.
The new home is not far from here, furniture and decoration style are re involved, in order to move in as soon as possible, the color of the wall is retained, no major changes.
In order to avoid the style of the previous house, the style of the new house is more like the simple European and American style before the two were married.
Ye Shuimo came to see it once and didn't say anything.
The weather is still very good on the day of moving. The next door neighbor is a domestic first-line star. He went abroad to film a few days ago. Today, he just came back and said hello to them warmly.
"Where are your children?"
Ye Shuimo just nodded to her and paused, "dead."
The neighbors were embarrassed and didn't know what to say. After all, they were alive and kicking a few days ago, but now they are dead.
Looking at the other party's embarrassed appearance, I don't know how, ye Shuimo actually has pleasure.
Again, those noisy voices in my mind broke in again, and I couldn't hear anything clearly. But when I got to my chest, I felt sad and wanted to explode. In a moment, I had the impulse to retract the house again.
Can't leave, don't want to leave, here is the child and her memory, to leave is not to leave the child here?
Looking at the child died in front of self blame, the child died of grief, these two emotions are like two sharp knives, stabbed her blood DC.
"Wife." Ye Miao comes out of the house. They don't take anything away from it. Only Ye Shuimo takes away Jin Bao's favorite Barbie doll.
Seeing ye Miao, the neighbor said hello and drove away in a hurry.
"What's the matter?" Ye Miao encircles her waist, "facial expression so pale, uncomfortable?"
"Nothing. I'm just saying goodbye."
The couple looked at the house where Jinbao had been living for several years. If there was no accident, maybe they would have lived in this house for many years until Jin Bao became an adult and had their own life. They would be a beautiful girl. However, life is changeable, the heart who wants happiness may not have the right to be happy.
Ye Shuimo didn't take the key with her. She buried the key in the yard, but she didn't specially mark it. What's the use of carrying the key when people don't have it.
Will this be a new beginning? I don't even know ye's ink painting.
To the new home, the first night, ye ink on the wall, a big forehead.
"I remember wrong." She covered her forehead, crying and laughing. In the old house, there should be a door.
Ye Miao is also very uncomfortable. When he takes the medicine box, he walks to the place where the medicine box is put in the old house. He suddenly wakes up and finds that he has changed his house.
The couple looked at each other in silence.
The past life, how much effort will it take to come out?
At night, looking at the eyebrows that people around the body should wrinkle tightly when they fall asleep, ye Shuimo's eyes are soft.
"Dong Dong Dong Dong!"
It was a sound in the brain, knocking on the nerves in the skull again and again.
"Mom.""Mom."
"Mom."
"Mom."
One sound after another, so close, like a child lying in the ear quietly calling, where does this sound come from? She tried to look for it with wide eyes, even the corner of the curtain, and suddenly found that the voice came from her mind.
When she came to her senses, she was standing in the position of Jinbao's room. Now it is a wall.
"I'm sorry, your mother didn't take good care of you. Do you hate your mother?" She hoarse voice over and over again to attack themselves, drooping forehead.
Crying and self blame into a strange feeling, she deeply felt that if the continuous condemnation, the mind of those messy voices will disappear without a trace, blocking the heart of that stagnant gas will be much better.