Yin Zhengyue's wrist was pulled out of his hand little by little.
Her eyes were very firm.
"Little——" He called out the name in his memory, but it stopped abruptly at that moment.
But Yin Zhengyue shook her head.
"The past is past, let it pass with the wind and cease to exist."
"This is what you want, and this is what I want."
A flash of pain flashed through Wu Huaizhen's eyes, which clearly fell into Yin Zhengyue's eyes.
And she crossed the fifth Huai Zhen and walked forward with firm steps.
The trend has messed up whose heart?
Or, is everything really gone with the wind and no longer exists?
Over the years, living in the gaps of time, have you been lonely...
How many times have you dreamed back in the middle of the night? Will you miss the smile in your memory?!
who is she?
Maybe you want to forget, but you still can't forget after all.
Deep into the bone marrow.
Every corner of my body is screaming.
...
Yin Zhengyue's face was still a little pale. She sat down blankly, her gaze fixed on the front, but she seemed to be looking far away through the front.
It wasn't until Xiao Momo appeared in front of her that she suddenly woke up.
But Xiao Momo didn't say anything. He climbed on Yin Zhengyue's body, and wiped away the glitter from the corners of her eyes with his small hands.
"Mom, you are crying."
Yin Zhengyue looked away, "There's sand in my eyes."
"What a lame excuse."
"..."
Xiao Momo hugged Yin Zhengyue's neck, put his ear on her chest, listened to her heartbeat, and said, "Mom, your heartbeat tells your son that you actually want to be with Huaizhen."
"..."
There was no hint of joking in Xiao Momo's words, he was rare serious, and his tone was a little sad.
Yin Zhengyue was silent.
"Mom, actually you understand better than anyone else, don't you? Huaizhen is persistent. In fact, what he hates is that he is unable to protect the people around him. From the beginning to the end, in fact, the most persistent person for him is mother...
..”
Yin Zhengyue was startled, and the clothes on her chest were wet.
Little Momo is crying.
His tears were very warm.
"Momo wants my mother to be happy."
"Momo wants to see my mother smile."
"Momo Xiangniang and Huaizhen are together."
"Momo also wants Huaizhen to be happy."
Yin Zhengyue held up Xiao Momo's face, wiped away the tears on his face, and said softly: "For him, forgetting us is his happiness."
"Mom, why are you stupid like Huaizhen!" Xiao Momo's decibel was a bit high.
As soon as Yin Zhengyue's hand loosened, Xiao Momo immediately grabbed her hand and continued: "Mom always likes to say such things. In fact, you know better than Huaizhen, you know better than my son, and you know better than anyone else.
Everyone must understand that the mother is angry, and the mother is angry with Huai Zhen, but Huai Zhen..."
Yin Zhengyue moved her lips.
As the protagonist in the memory, those emotions penetrate into every corner of the body.
The pain of losing his child, the despair that he had forgotten.
The arduous search, the helplessness on the cliff, the anger and sadness being pressed step by step...
So what if she knows it, so what if she understands it.
This kind of fifth Huaizhen, even if she understands, no matter how much she understands, persisting, it will be a mistake after all.
Rather than doing this, it would be better to get rid of it already.
If you don’t get it, you won’t be disappointed again.
Yin Zhengyue stroked the top of Xiao Momo's hair. She didn't have any words, but she smiled helplessly.