Jasmine shouted silently in her heart, but she also knew that this kind of shouting was just wishful thinking.
Where is my mother now? I am no longer in this world, right?
Suddenly at this moment, she felt an umbrella on her head, blocking the cold rain.
The umbrella is orange-red, very beautiful, like a warm sun, instantly taking away the haze in Jasmine's heart.
Jasmine raised her head blankly, who is it?
Could it be Aunt Huanyan?
Aunt Huanyan still won’t see her lonely and lonely. Are you back?
She was almost about to call out Aunt Huanyan's name, but was stunned.
The one holding the umbrella is not Aunt Huanyan, but another woman.
She is about 30 years old, very thin, beautiful, with an oval face.
In his slender eyes, there is an indelible melancholy, like lilacs on rainy days, with clear sorrow.
He was wearing a lilac dress and was graceful.
Her skin was so white that it seemed like a melancholy goddess walking out of the forest, and it seemed that she did not belong to this world.
Situ Moli was sure that she had never seen this woman, but for some reason, she felt that this woman was very friendly in her heart.
She stared at the woman blankly: "Thank you, thank you."
"No need to thank you, Jasmine." The woman spoke slowly, her voice sounded nice, but there was always a kind of indelible sadness.
And the look she looked at Jasmine could almost melt Jasmine.
Jasmine looked at the woman in surprise and asked timidly, "You, how do you know my name is Jasmine? Who are you? Are you my father's friend?"
The woman smiled, but there was a hint of gloom in the middle of her laughter.
Then she pulled Jasmine Subai's little hand, bent down, and put Jasmine's little hand on her chest and pressed it on.
Then his eyes were slightly red, and he looked at Jasmine and said quietly:
"Marl, I am your mother.
I chose your name.”
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At the same time, in Xiao Yunnuo's villa, Huanyan was sitting in her room, staring blankly at the night sky outside the window.
She has been living in Xiao Yunnuo for a long time.
Xiao Yunnuo specially arranged a room for her, which had many books.
From astronomy to geography, everything is enough to send Huanyan to the slowly empty, lonely and confused thoughts after leaving Chen Jue.
Xiao Yunnuo would have dinner with Huanyan every day after get off work.
Sometimes Huanyan would cook with the maid at home.
Her craftsmanship is good, and although she is not as good as a professional chef, she is also fragrant and delicious.
Every time Xiao Yunnuo ate, he was amazed.
Huanyan felt a faint feeling in her heart. She didn't cook a few more times for Situ Chenjue.
Now she wanted to see Situ Chenjue's childish smile when she tasted her craftsmanship, praising her wife's craftsmanship so well.
Jasmine should be very happy too. I remember that Jasmine made mango pudding with her. Jasmine is actually very talented in cooking and can learn it once.
Thinking about it, how wonderful it is...
What a pity, what a pity, she was unable to cherish the happiest time when the three of them were together.
People always have to know how to cherish after they have lost them.
After losing it, I tossed and turned countless nights, complaining about why I was not able to be more gentle, considerate, and take care of other people's feelings, and keep these spring cherry blossom-like moments in the photo frame of memory forever.