The girl had no father since she was born, and her only mother was always depressed and never gave her even a moment of love.

But the girl continued to work hard and make money in order to help her mother cure her illness.

After that, she heard her mother say to her: 'My child, mother loves you.'

Now, the girl has embarked on the track of success and is about to bring happiness to her mother. But...

I learned that my mother, my only relative and my only support, was leaving me.

That kind of pain, that kind of unwillingness, is not something ordinary people can understand, let alone children who live in a greenhouse and receive infinite love from their parents.

With a sob, Han Yi'er's sobbing cry suddenly stopped.

Yun Aotian was frightened, and loosened his hands holding her tightly, looking at her thorny face with fear: "Yi'er? Yi'er, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me????"

Like a building of wood, she stood there with empty eyes, unable to cry or laugh, and even her breath was so weak.

"Yi'er!!! Cry, cry if you want!!!" He didn't want to ask her to cry, but seeing her current appearance, Yun Aotian would rather see her crying and fussing, with trembling hands.

Gently caressing her moist cheeks.

His heart was so frightened that he didn't know what to do, let alone how to restore her to normal consciousness.

"Haha..." She smiled stupidly. She didn't know where her empty eyes were looking. She took off his big hand with her small hand and tilted her head dullly: "You're scaring me, right? You're taking revenge on me.

I just made you cry, right?"

He also hopes these are fake!!!

He also hopes that his aunt can be healthy!

No one would know that the pain in Yun Aotian's heart at this moment was a hundred times more painful than when his own mother passed away.

Perhaps, because he was still young at that time, he did not understand what the separation of his relatives meant.

Now, seeing Han Yi'er's face burst into tears, his filial piety also surged up.

They looked at her in silence, huddled together with painful expressions, not knowing what to do to make her strong enough to face the pain of life, separation, and death.

"Yi'er, I beg you, please stop doing this, okay?"

"I believe my aunt doesn't want to see you like this, right?"

"Just think it's for Auntie's good, Yi'er, don't worry Auntie anymore, okay?"

The pleadings, gentle and warm, passed into her ears and into her mind...

Unwilling to face reality, she cannot escape now.

tears……

Falling again.

His empty eyes gradually regained their spirituality, and he had to accept the reality that his mother was about to leave him.

Why? Why is my mother so cruel and doesn’t give me some time to feel my mother’s love?

"Yi'er..." Putting her head into his warm embrace, Yun Aotian's body trembling gradually disappeared, and he realized that his heartstrings were fluctuating with her every smile.

However, she...

She ruthlessly pushed away his warm embrace with both hands, neatly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said coldly: "Get out!"

"Yi'er?"

"Get out! Get out!!!!" She quickly opened the door of the ward, not allowing him to stay for a moment longer, and drove away the man who was always worried about her with coldness and disgust.

Without saying anything, Yun Aotian took a deep breath and forced a smile: "Yi'er, call me if you need anything..." After saying that, he put his hands in his pockets and reluctantly left the ward.

Then, there was a "bang" sound and the door was closed tightly.

He was ruthlessly expelled from inside and outside, and inside that door, her sobbing tears could be vaguely heard...

I don't understand why she can't rely on herself when she's sad?

Is it because I can't give her a sense of security or can't gain her trust?

Time and time again, he made her cry, forcing her to cry in the arms of others.

This time, he could finally warm her cold body with his arms.

However, she didn't even give herself a chance...

'Yi'er... do you know that I'm really worried about you...'

Outside the door, Yun Aotian leaned on the door panel in pain, and talked to Tian long about how he longed to wipe away the tears of the beauty inside.

How about conveying all your warmth to her?

As the saying goes, there is a swing inside the wall, but there is a way outside the wall. Pedestrians outside the wall, the beautiful lady inside the wall laughs. The laughter gradually disappears and becomes quieter, and the sentimental people are annoyed by the ruthlessness...

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Inside the door, there was no one else in Han Yi'er's empty heart except her mother.

She still remembered that a long time ago, she had two people, her mother and her father, in her heart. When she learned about her father's viciousness, her heart with a complete family in her heart abruptly let go of her father.

Slowly, another person, a man, settled in her mind.

He-----is Yun Aotian.

After being hurt again and again, her heart had long been broken by him, and she could no longer tolerate anyone.

It was her mother, and it was her mother's presence that made her piece together a complete heart again.

But now...

My mother was about to abandon herself and leave...

Taking a deep breath, Han Yi'er slowly walked to the bedside, took her mother's hand, and the sour tears formed a hole in her heart.

"Mom, you are so cruel, so cruel..."

Memories from childhood emerge little by little...

I still remember that when I was 4 years old, other children were picked up and dropped off by their mothers, but I had to go to and from school alone.

Once, it suddenly started raining heavily when school was over. All the other children were taken away by their parents, but I was the only one left in the kindergarten.

'Han Yi'er, hasn't your mother come to pick you up yet?'

"Mom, you don't know how I felt when the teacher asked me this sentence."

Looking at her sleeping mother, Han Yi'er smiled bitterly: "At that time, I really wanted to tell the teacher that if I wait a little longer, my mother would come to pick me up. But, I know... you won't come.

…”

"In the end, I went home alone that day. I was soaked all over. It was so cold... so cold... But Yi'er's heart was even colder, because..." There was resentment in her expression, and she took a deep breath.

In a faint tone, he said: "You only know how to sit on the threshold and wait for dad, without even looking at me."

"Do you know how sad I was??"

After diluting the constant stream of tears, I recalled that year 6 years ago.

I had a high fever of 39°C and a half, so the aunt next door sent me a bitter decoction.

That Chinese medicine is really bitter, so bitter, so bitter that I can't swallow it.

'Mom's medicine is so bitter, Yi'er doesn't want to drink it.'

'Drink, it won't get better if you don't drink.'

"In the end, I forced myself to drink the bowl of medicine, but did you know? In fact, Yi'er is not afraid of the bitterness of the medicine. Yi'er is acting like a baby to you. She just wants to hear you say, 'Good boy, take the medicine.

After drinking it, mom will just kiss you..."

"As I grow older, I finally understand why you can't love Yi'er anymore. It's because of your father, because he caused you to be like this."

"I don't blame you, I don't blame you for not giving me a hug or love, but..."

The snot and tears in her nose filled her little face. She wiped her face again and again, but she couldn't completely stop the tears from falling.

Holding her mother's little hand, she gradually loosened it, with a sad expression filled with confusion and reluctance: "But, why don't you wait for Yi'er? Don't you want to give Yi'er more time? Tell Yi'er to feel you..."

…”

"Woo..."

"One...even one love is okay!!!"

Lying next to her mother, Han Yi'er buried her head and burst into tears.

This miserable cry is so desolate and helpless.

She kept asking her mother in her heart, was it because she was too late to try hard? Or was her mother so unfeeling that she wouldn't even give her love once?

The bright sun in the west slowly went down the mountain, and the blue sky gradually dimmed.

I could no longer feel any warmth in the ward, leaving only a chilling chill.

If God is really affectionate, please take care of this poor child and ask her mother to give her maternal love before leaving...

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To be continued...