"It didn't hit." Shen Xitong's injury was actually caused by her own fall.
Chu Yunrong choked, "It's also because of his fault that Tongtong fell."
Shen Xitong had recovered from the shocking scene just now, and smiled reluctantly, "Mom, my sister is right, I fell myself just now, and that person's attitude is also very good, forget it." Everyone has left, A good person can't let Shen Qinglan do it alone.
"But your hand is hurt like this." Chu Yunrong was very distressed, "No, let's go to the hospital quickly." After saying that, she took Shen Xitong to take a taxi.
Throwing the car keys to Shen Qinglan, "Qinglan, go home first, I'll take your sister to the hospital."
Shen Qinglan took the car keys and walked towards the garage, not seeing Shen Xitong who was leaving, gave her a deep look, and that look was full of deep hatred.
Because of this accident, Shen Qinglan lost interest in hanging out, and drove Chu Yunrong's car back home.
Chu Yunrong and Shen Xitong went to the hospital and did a detailed examination. Except for the scratches on their palms, there were no other injuries.
"Fortunately, nothing happened, I really scared my mother to death just now." Chu Yunrong patted her chest with fear on her face.
Shen Xitong smiled without saying a word, but occasionally looked at his hand wrapped in a bear's paw with coldness in his eyes.
When he got home, Shen Xitong went straight back to his room without even having dinner.
She was lying on the bed, and the intact hand gently touched the wound on her hand. Even after applying medicine, the pain in her palm still reminded her that she almost died under the wheel today, and it was obvious that she could not Injured, because she was closer to Chu Yunrong at that time.
But when danger came, Chu Yunrong went to rescue Shen Qinglan immediately, without thinking about her at all.
Is this a relationship between blood relatives and non-blood relations? Mom, don't you love me the most? You favored me, ignored her, and even beat your biological daughter for me, so why didn't you save me who was closer to you today
Her eyes were dark, her hands were tightly clasped, and she didn't even notice that the wound was bleeding again because of her movements.
**
On the weekend, Shen Qinglan ran back in the morning, took a bath as usual, and made a breakfast for herself before going out. Today she is going to go back to Shen's house. After all, Shen Xitong called her last night and said that she would be cold and autumn today. Come home as a guest.
Shen Qinglan remembered the smugness in Shen Xitong's tone, and couldn't help but laugh a little. Shen Xitong seemed to have never recognized his position.
She didn't drive today, but walked out of the community and went to the bus stop outside the community to take the bus, but the bus stop was a bit far from the compound. Shen Qinglan got off the bus and walked slowly to the gate of the compound. It was almost noon.
Originally thought that he would be the last to arrive, but did not expect that the guest who was supposed to be at Shen's house had not shown up yet, Shen Qinglan glanced at Shen Xitong lightly, without the slightest emotion in her eyes.
It's just that her eyes turned into contempt in Shen Xitong's eyes. Shen Xitong met Chu Yunrong's gaze and twitched the corners of her mouth awkwardly, "Qingqiu may be stuck in traffic, I'll go and call her."
Chu Yunrong smiled, "Well, let's go." Seeing Shen Xitong go out with her cell phone, she turned her head to look at Shen Qinglan, "Have you eaten breakfast? It's still early before dinner time, do you want Sister Song to give it to you? Make some snacks to fill your stomach?"
Shen Qinglan shook his head, "I came after breakfast."
Chu Yunrong nodded, looking at her daughter's cold face, she suddenly didn't know what to say. In fact, looking closely, Shen Qinglan looked a bit similar to herself, such as the curved willow eyebrows and the small and upturned nose. .
Chu Yunrong's expression was a little dazed, as if she thought of when Shen Qinglan was just born, she was holding a small and soft her, she would smile happily at herself, Qinglan when she was a child, apart from her husband, was the most important. The sticky person is actually her.
No matter where she goes, she likes to follow her, that's why she will take Qinglan out that day. If that day, she hadn't taken her out because she couldn't bear to watch her cry, then she wouldn't have...
Thinking of this, Chu Yunrong's face turned pale, and she couldn't help covering her heart with her hands. There was a dull pain there, as if someone was holding a knife and stabbing it up one by one.
"Mom, are you not feeling well?" Shen Qinglan asked, noticing her ugly face.
"No, I'm just a little tired..." Chu Yunrong met Shen Qinglan's cold eyes, suddenly lost her words, stood up, and hurried upstairs.
Shen Qinglan looked at the back of Chu Yunrong leaving in a hurry, the emotion in her eyes was inexplicable, it seemed that her mother really didn't like her, and she didn't even want to be alone with her for so long.
Chu Yunrong hurried upstairs and closed the door of the room tightly. She opened the drawer in front of the dresser, took out a bottle of medicine, poured a few into the palm of her hand and swallowed it without looking at it.
Picking up the water glass on the table and taking a sip of water, she tried her best to follow her chest, and it seemed that she managed to smooth the breath on her chest. She sat on the chair, her eyes were empty, and she didn't know where to look, but her pale face did not recover immediately.
Suddenly, she got up and lay on the ground, trying her best to reach under the bed to reach for something, but when she found that she couldn't reach it, she got up again, looked around the room, opened the closet, took a hanger from it, and lay down again. on the ground. Then, a small box was pulled out from under the bed.
The box is quite old, but it is carved with delicate patterns. If an expert is here, they will see that this small box is actually made of golden nanmu.
It was probably left under the bed for a long time, and the box was covered with a thick layer of ash. Chu Yunrong carefully placed the box on the dresser, walked into the bathroom, and came out with a towel in her hand, she was careful. Wiping the dust on the box, she was patient and had a gentle expression. Not only Shen Qinglan, but even Shen Xitong had never seen such tenderness.
After confirming that there was no dust on the box, Chu Yunrong took it into her arms. It was obviously a cold box, but her expression seemed to be holding a rare treasure, which melted all the tenderness in her heart.
She put her face on the box for a long time, and then took out a delicate and compact key from the bottom drawer of the bedside table, and this key obviously matched the lock on the box.
She inserted the key into the keyhole, only to hear a click, the lock was opened, Chu Yunrong's hand trembled slightly, she wanted to open the box, but she didn't seem to have the courage, hesitated several times, but did not open it.
Finally, the lid of the box was lifted, and the contents of the box came into view. On the top were a few plush toys, cute and delicate bears, pure white and brown, all about the size of a palm, and a pink one. , is smaller than the other two, with soft tentacles, but it's probably been around for a long time, and the fur on it looks a bit old.
"Mom, this is the little bear that my father bought for me, is it cute? This is just Xiaobai, it's my mother; this is just Xiaohui, it's my father; and this is just Xiaopink, it's a baby, they are a family of three." The little voice said in a milky voice, her chubby little hands pointed at the three little bears one by one, and her bright eyes were full of joy.
Next to the bear is a Barbie doll wearing a blue princess dress.
"Mom, I like this dress, can you buy me a dress like this too?" Little Fatty took her hand and swayed from side to side, looking at her with bright eyes, full of prayer, "I still I want a pair of small white leather shoes, and then I will dance in this skirt to show my grandparents, Mom, what do you think?"
Chu Yunrong took out the little bear and the Barbie doll, stroked them gently, and then placed them on the bed. From the bottom of the small box, she took out a thick photo album, which was twice as thick as a normal photo album.
The album is light blue, and "My Baby Diary" is written on the cover.
She slowly opened the photo album. The first photo was of a fat baby sleeping with her eyes closed. The skin on her face was wrinkled and red, like a little old lady. Below the photo, there was a line written on it. Small print - "Welcome to this world, my darling Qinglan." The handwriting is graceful, the strokes are correct, and it can be seen that the person who wrote it is very serious.
The second photo is still a baby, it seems to have grown a little longer, the skin has turned white and moisturised, with big eyes open, revealing pink gums - "Today, baby Qinglan smiled for the first time. "
The third picture, the little baby is wearing a white princess dress, sitting in the arms of the woman, the woman is holding her, looking down at the baby with a gentle expression - "Baby Qinglan, today is the 100th day that you came to this world. Congratulations, you have grown up a little more."
In the fourth photo, the little baby is sitting in the cradle, holding a rattle in his hand, smiling happily at the camera, "Baby Qinglan has grown its first tooth, it hurts to bite."
The fifth picture, the little baby is wearing a small skirt and a small hat on his head, standing on the grass, with one small hand holding the stroller next to him, the other small hand stretches forward, the small mouth is held, the small His eyebrows were drawn into a ball, and he was a little unhappy, "Baby Qinglan, despite being reluctant, you took the first step bravely. Mom is proud of you."
In the sixth photo, a little boy is holding a little girl, the little girl has two pigtails, and is nestled in the little boy's arms, looking at the camera with a pair of scissors, the little fat hands are white and tender,—" My baby, congratulations on your one year old, may you be treated gently by this world all your life."
Seventh, eighth, ninth...
Each picture is of the same little girl, some crying, some grieved and sad, some laughing happily, some...
Bit by bit, they are all recorded in these photos. Below each photo is a line of small characters, which is a mother's best wish to her daughter.
In the last photo, the little girl is wearing a blue princess dress, exactly like the one on the Barbie doll, wearing a pair of small white leather shoes, waving her arms and legs to the camera, smiling happily - "Baby Qinglan, It's the best dance my mom has ever seen."
The photo stops abruptly here, the thick album, and the back is blank.
A drop of tear slipped down quietly and landed on the little girl's smiling face. Chu Yunrong was startled and hurriedly stretched out her hand, carefully wiping the water stains on it.
She carefully pulled out the photo, looking at it was still clean, and a gentle light flashed in her eyes.
Her hand gently caressed the face of the little girl in the photo, but Shen Qinglan's cold face flashed in her mind, and she looked at her with indifference and alienation, "Qinglan, mother still lost you in the end. no?"
Chu Yunrong fell on the bed, her chest still clinging to the photo, tears streaming down the corners of her eyes into the quilt, her eyes were full of pain.
"Qinglan, mother's Qinglan, mother is sorry for you," she whispered softly.
Her body trembled slightly, her face suddenly pale as paper, the hand holding the photo tightened suddenly, she was shocked and let go.
It was obvious that the pain in her chest was severe, but she immediately checked to see if the photo was wrinkled by herself. Looking at the wrinkled photo, she endured the pain in her chest, carefully smoothed the photo, and then supported her body. Went to the dressing table and took a few more pills.
This time, she took a long time, and the pain in her chest slowly subsided. When the strength on her body recovered, she slowly got up and slowly organized the scattered things on the bed. She looked at the box The things inside, his fingers paused on Barbie's body, and then he picked up the Barbie doll and smiled gently, "Qinglan, it seems that mother can't find you anymore, what should mother do?"
In the silent room, she was the only one who muttered to herself. She hugged three little bears with a look on her face like crying or laughing.
**
Shen Xitong went to the yard to call Leng Qingqiu, but no one answered the first call, and then called the second one, and then it was connected. Knowing that Leng Qingqiu was already on the way, it would take about half an hour. Arrived, Shen Xitong was relieved.
Walking into the living room, only to find that Chu Yunrong was not there, and there was only Shen Qinglan in the living room, "Where's mom?" Shen Xitong asked.
Shen Qinglan took a book from nowhere, and was flipping through it casually. Hearing Shen Xitong's question, he didn't even raise his head, "I don't know."
Such a casual attitude made Shen Xitong angry, but he thought that this was at home. Although the old man Shen was not at home at the moment, he might be back at some point. After thinking about it, he suppressed the anger in his heart and sat on the sofa. sit down.
"Sister, Qingqiu said she was already on her way and would be there in half an hour."
When Shen Qinglan heard the words, her expression did not fluctuate a bit, "Oh."
The smile that forced Shen Xitong's face froze, she wanted to see Shen Qinglan's face change, but she didn't react at all, which made her feel extremely aggrieved, as if she had worked hard for it. She took it out and wanted to show it off in front of others and make others envious, jealous, and hated, but others dismissed it and might still laugh at her ignorance in her heart.
This kind of cognition made Shen Xitong look at Shen Qinglan with a lot of badness in his eyes, but who is Shen Qinglan, even if he perceives the maliciousness in her eyes, this maliciousness is not even a scratch for her.
She couldn't continue talking with Shen Qinglan, and Chu Yunrong didn't know where she went. Shen Xitong didn't want to stay with Shen Qinglan for a moment, so she left on the pretext of picking up Leng Qingqiu at the door.
Shen Qinglan continued to look at the book in his hand. Not long after, Mr. Shen came back, along with Mr. Fu.
"Grandpa." Shen Qinglan stood up and greeted the two old people.
"I said that girl Qinglan must be at home now, you old man still doesn't believe it." Mr. Fu glared at Mr. Shen and said dissatisfiedly, "It's fortunate that I asked you to come back earlier, otherwise girl Qinglan would be alone. How boring at home."
"Where is she alone, her mother is still at home." Mr. Shen paused and glanced at it, "Lanlan, where is your mother?"
Shen Qinglan glanced upstairs, "Mom said I'm a little tired, go up and rest for a while." Then she added, "Shen Xitong went out to pick up Leng Qingqiu."
"What is Leng Qingqiu?" Old Master Fu asked suspiciously.
"A painter, my father likes her paintings very much." Shen Qinglan replied.
Mr. Fu likes to play chess and tea, but he doesn't like to paint, but he is more interested in some antique jades and the like. When he hears that he is a painter, he immediately loses his interest.
There was a sound of an engine outside the door, and after a while, Shen Xitong and a woman appeared at the door, saw people in the living room, and greeted them in turn.
Then he pointed to the woman beside him, "Grandpa, Grandpa Fu, this is what I call Leng Qingqiu, the most famous young painter right now."
"Qingqiu, this is my grandfather," he pointed to Old Man Shen and then to Old Man Fu, "This is Grandpa Fu, my grandfather's friend."
Leng Qingqiu bowed slightly and said hello to the two old men. The two old men responded with a polite smile, polite and distant.
She handed a bag in her hand to Shen Xitong, "This is my gift to Mr. Shen, I hope I don't dislike it. I didn't expect to meet Mr. Fu here this time, and I didn't have time to prepare. I hope Mr. Fu doesn't mind. , I will make it up another day."
The old man Shen smiled slightly, "If you are interested, sit down. You are all young people, feel free. We old people will not join in the fun." Saying hello, Mr. Fu went upstairs.
Before Mr. Fu left, he winked at Shen Qinglan and gave her a look of "I'm optimistic about you", which made Shen Qinglan very funny.
The smile on Shen Xitong's face froze slightly, as if he didn't expect that Mr. Shen's attitude would be so cold after seeing Leng Qingqiu. Didn't he like Leng Qingqiu's paintings a lot? Now that I have seen the real person, why is this attitude again
Leng Qingqiu didn't seem to notice the coldness of the old man Shen, and still kept a decent smile on his face.
Shen Xitong turned his eyes to Shen Qinglan, who had been sitting on the sofa without speaking, "This is my sister, Qinglan."
Shen Qinglan closed the book in her hand when they entered the door. She then put the book on the sofa and looked up at the woman in front of her. She had delicate facial features, a decent smile, and a gentle temperament.
While Shen Qinglan was looking at each other, "Leng Qingqiu" was also looking at her. She had already seen Shen Qinglan's photos, but it was the first time she saw her in person at such a close distance. It's just that the temperament is too cold, and there is a feeling of rejecting people thousands of miles away.
There was a hint of interest in her eyes.
If Jin Enxi was here, he would definitely recognize that the woman in front of him was the woman who followed Shen Qinglan at the Narada Group's annual meeting that day.
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