She was present when An Ziqing escaped from marriage for the first time.
Saw Ling Chuan's collapse.
Also watched him lose weight every day.
But this time, he was more haggard than the last time, and he lost a lot of weight.
The full muscles she used to be proud of him are gone.
The shirt was worn over him, loose as if there was no meat at all in it.
"Xia Zhisu..." He called her name in a choked voice.
Xia Zhisu strode forward, trying to hug her son.
But he was found to be too tall.
She stood in front of him, pitifully short.
But she still hugged him.
"Sorry, I'm late." Xia Zhisu said distressedly: "Uugou, you have suffered."
He is not bitter, but his An Ziqing is crying.
His An Ziqing is dead!
died!
"She will never come back..." Ling Chuan choked, leaning like a child on her mother's shoulder, "Mommy, she will never come back... what should I do... Mommy..."
He always knew that he wanted to live well.
But I saw my mother.
He still couldn't help crying like a fragile child in front of her.
"Get married and let other women take care of you." Xia Zhisu knew that nothing could make up for Ling Chuan's injured heart.
At this moment, he really can only rely on others to soothe his heart!
Ling Chuan looked at her and felt that his mother had said this incredible.
"Before you had a expectation. You always felt that An Ziqing would come back. Now should you give up?" Xia Zhisu pointed in a direction.
It was Li Xian who was standing in the rain holding an umbrella, looking at Ling Chuan worriedly.
"This woman, Li Xian, has a deep mind. I don't like her type very much. But I have to admit that she is sincere to you and will never hurt you. Just her, get married."
Ling Chuan only saw Li Xian.
It turned out that she had been standing in the rain.
Are you married
An Ziqing, marry her, do you agree
The years are like a thin mist.
It was blown away by the wind.
Can't find a trace.
Time was like a stream of clear spring, with a burst of fragrance, but the man's face was pale.
In a blink of an eye, three years passed.
Three years passed really fast.
It really seems to be a blink of an eye.
An Ziqing felt that she had slept for a long, long time.
Woke up at once.
I even felt that I had a long, long dream.
There are strange people and things in the dreams.
"Yan Yan, the weather is good today, let's take you outing." There was the familiar voice in his ears.
An Ziqing looked at him with a warm smile on the corners of his lips, "Whatever you walk on, Greenland has always been vast!"
"There is grass wherever you are," he said.
An Ziqing laughed, put his arms around his neck, and asked, "Brother Luo... Why do I have no memory of these years! Is there anything happening?"
"You have a serious illness and have been sleeping for many years. Naturally, you don't know what happened over the years."
"Is that so? But I always seem to dream of someone, but I can't see him clearly in the dream."
Gallo adjusted the quilt for her so that she could lie more comfortably in the quilt.
"You dreamed of me, it must be," Gallo said.
"It's not you, the person I dreamed of was black hair! Black hair like Keya!" An Ziqing said.
They can see it outside the window.
A little girl squatted on the ground with a snowman.
Yin Nuo played with her.
Gallo said: "Kaya's hair is like you, very dark." (End of this chapter)