In January in Kyoto, there is heavy snowfall, and the streets are covered with snow, decorating Kyoto, becoming a beautiful scenery.
The snow is covered with snow. Pedestrians wrap themselves into rice dumplings and hurriedly walk by, their feet crunching on the snow. The Chinese New Year will be in one month, and every household has already hung up red lanterns in the clear white snow.
The reflection is bright red, adding a touch of warmth to this cold winter.
For Liang Yimo, the happiest thing is that her mother recovers and is discharged from the hospital. All she has to do is go for a follow-up checkup on time. The school has already had a holiday early. She feels that happiness comes so suddenly and catches you off guard.
"Xiao Mo, do you think my clothes are suitable?" Cao Qinmo happily put on the new clothes her daughter bought for her, but she was inevitably a little nervous for a moment.
"Well, what?" Liang Yimo retracted his thoughts and looked back at his mother with a blushing face.
My mother was a beauty when she was young. When my father was around, I never wanted my mother to suffer a little injustice. My mother, who has a refined temperament, looked a little haggard under the oppression of the disease in the past few years, but it did not affect her at all like an orchid in an empty valley.
temperament.
Mom likes to wear cheongsam. In the past, her clothes were basically exquisitely made cheongsam. In order to make her happy, her father even spent a lot of money to collect a large number of Linluo silk and satin. She often saw her father clumsily drawing her eyebrows and tying her hair.
The expressions of affection between people.
That was the happiest scene Liang Yimo had ever seen. At that time, he just thought they should be like this.
When she grew up, she once read in a book that it was called Helping each other.
When her father left, the pain in her mother's eyes reminded her of a poem: After the parasol tree was half dead and the frost cleared, the white-headed mandarin duck flew away without its companion.
Does her mother blame her for being selfish and leaving her to accompany her for the rest of her life?
"Yimo, Yimo, what are you thinking about?" A pair of white and slender hands reached into Liang Yimo's eyes, blocking her sight.
When Liang Yimo came back to his senses, he realized that he had just been staring at his mother. He raised his head and met her mother's worried eyes. He praised her hurriedly, "She's so beautiful. Mom is indeed a beauty. She looks good in anything she wears!"
Wearing a lavender cheongsam, the quality of the silk and satin is not as luxurious as before, but it is still considered to be high-quality fabrics with fine workmanship. Orchids are blooming on the cheongsam. It is long and quiet, with gentle sleeves and classical and exquisite handwork.
The buckles and unique patterns just show the gorgeous and elegant beauty of the owner of the clothes.
"You are all old!" Cao Qinmo sighed.
When I was combing my hair today, I suddenly noticed that there were gray hairs on my temples. My daughter had grown up in the blink of an eye, and she was as graceful as ever. The caring person who was always by my side was no longer there.
Liang Yimo's eyes narrowed slightly, and he occasionally stepped forward to hold her hand and said a little coquettishly, "Who said that, you haven't aged yet, you are still so beautiful, and you are getting more and more beautiful!"
A touch of orchid, the quiet fragrance comes to your nose, this is the smell of mother, full of dependence.
Cao Qinmo smiled, nodded her forehead, and said angrily, "You are the only one with a poor mouth!"
"No way!"
This kind of time is what she relies on most.
The house they are living in now is a newly found house with two bedrooms and one living room. It is not rich but very warm. Especially after her mother was discharged from the hospital, it added a bit of popularity to the family. The environment around the new home is not bad. The neighbors are very friendly and treat Liang Yimo.
Mother and daughter are very caring.
Cao Qinmo's bare hands slid through her daughter's glossy black hair, and her loving eyes lingered back and forth on her face. Finally, she couldn't help but ask, "Yi Mo, are you worried about something lately?"
Cao Qinmo looked at her daughter distressedly, with a touch of tenderness between her eyebrows. She actually saw a touch of sadness in her daughter's eyes.
In the past few years since she was ill, she had always wanted to leave with her lover, but she still managed to survive because she couldn't bear to leave her daughter. She also wanted to see her daughter get married and have children. However, her broken body eventually
It still hurt her.
My daughter has worked hard these past few years, and she knows that it seems like she has grown up overnight!
Avoiding her mother's eyes, Liang Yimo said perfunctorily, "No way, I was just a little tired just now!"
She was a little tired. She didn't stop for a moment after the holiday. She almost failed some classes last semester, which made Cao Qinmo a little disappointed. Her daughter had always been smart, and she was not neglecting her studies because of herself. She felt very sad.
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In order not to disappoint her mother, Liang Yimo made up her mind to make up for all the missed classes. During the holidays, she locked herself in her room to catch up. In fact, the things she missed were very simple. Thanks to Zheng Yinger who lent her his notes, it was not a big deal.
Tired, now it’s just to perfunctory my mother.
Hearing her daughter say she was tired for the first time, Cao Qinmo reflected on whether he had really asked too much of her daughter. She said with some guilt, "It's all my fault, mom. If it weren't for my illness, you wouldn't be running around and missing all the classes."
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Now, she cannot give her daughter a superior life, and she cannot guarantee her own future. Not only does it not help her, it also drags her down.
At this moment, Liang Yimo regretted that she had just said that she was tired. She knew that this would remind her mother of some unpleasant things, so she immediately explained, "Mom, these are not your problems. It's because I didn't pay attention in class that this happened. I promise
It won’t be like this again!”
"Are you not attentive? Mother Yimo knows you best. It's all my fault for not being able to give you the life you want. If your father is still here..."
"Mom!" Liang Yimo interrupted her angrily, "No, you are very good. I like my life now. I feel real every day and live a fulfilling life. As long as you stay by my side, it is better than anything else.
I don’t want you to leave me…”
Maybe the weather is suitable for expressing emotions, but Liang Yimo just feels like his heart is being twisted...
The word "dad" has been a taboo between mother and daughter for the past few years. Now that it was spoken from her mother's mouth, she once again felt heartbroken.
If dad is still here, their family will be together happily, and nothing will happen to Xiaoxuan. Their family is very happy, very happy! She will not betray herself for expensive medicine. She has already returned
Once we get on the right track, some things can never be changed!
Cao Qinmo saw her daughter, who had always been calm, in such an emotional state. As a mother, she stopped, put her daughter in her arms, and comforted her, "Okay, mom, stop talking. Mom will never leave you, never."
Leaving..."
Liang Yimo leaned on her mother's arms and looked at the sky in the distance. The weather had cleared up, and the sun shyly emerged from the clouds. Colorful rays of light spread across the sky. "Mom, everything is over. Tomorrow will be better!"