Beiming Changfeng looked at Ziyu's stunned face and rarely repeated: "Your mother is here to find you."
Mother, her mother?
A flash of horror suddenly flashed across Ziyu's face. Her mother had been dead for more than ten years and her original body had never been seen. Now she is coming to find her? Her soul is coming to find her?
Damn it, do you want something so scary?
There was no joy at all, Ziyu only felt filled with horror.
Beiming Changfeng saw Ziyu standing still and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Why don't you go and take a look."
See? Does the soul come to see her mother or is she a fake mother? Ziyu glanced at Beiming Changfeng sideways, but then walked towards the mountain.
She would like to see who dares to pretend to be her mother or someone who has been dead for more than ten years to take advantage of her.
Seeing this, Bei Minyou and Han Yang also followed quietly. They all knew that Ziyu's mother had died a long time ago.
Walking out of the mountainside, bypassing the creek and bamboo forest, we walked into a place full of mountain flowers.
Tianyi, who brought the mother who called herself Ziyu, told her that Ziyu and Beiming Changfeng were on an outing here, so they could not see her at the place where weapons were made.
The mountain flowers are blooming and the fragrance is fragrant.
Ziyu just turned around a bush of wild roses, and the people standing on the other side of the bush immediately fell into her eyes.
At that moment, a woman happened to turn her head. Her delicate face was covered with a dusty look, and there were two or three shallow crow's feet at the corners of her eyes. Although she was past middle age, she could still see the beauty of her youth.
He is light and thin in stature, elegant in posture, and full of elegance. He has a somewhat poetic and calligraphic quality to him.
This woman was not aggressive, Ziyu judged instantly.
"Yu'er... you are my Yu'er..." Ziyu said in judgment. The woman who had just turned around also saw Ziyu and suddenly screamed. Before she rushed over, she was already crying without saying a word.
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Her eyebrows seemed to be frowning but not frowning, and her eyes looked like happiness but not happiness. She was filled with sorrow, and her whole body was covered with tears. There were little tears, and she wanted to cry but she still complained. Ziyu was calmed down by this look, and instantly
Only one sentence describing Daiyu in "A Dream of Red Mansions" came to mind, and I felt that this could only be used to describe the woman in front of me.
She has never seen a woman who can make people feel love and pity for her just by crying.
Damn it, she actually cherished the fake mother in front of her, Ziyu's face twitched slightly.
"Yu'er, mother... mother misses you so much..." When the crying woman saw Ziyu stop, she immediately stumbled over and hugged Ziyu, crying bitterly.
Ziyu didn't feel the danger from this woman. He only had time to raise his hand and was tightly hugged by the woman. Then he buried his head on her shoulder and started crying earth-shatteringly.
Ziyu raised his hands high and stayed there for a while.
"Okay, okay, I finally see you. I finally see you." Behind the woman, a man in his forties looked at Ziyu with excitement. At this time, he saw the woman holding Ziyu crying, his eyes filled with tears.
Hong couldn't help wiping her tears with her hands.
The face and expression are not very similar to that of this woman, but they are 78% similar to Ziyu. At first glance, people would think that they are father and daughter, because they are so similar.
Ziyu looked up at the middle-aged man and narrowed her eyes slightly. This man gave her a sense of familiarity. What does it feel like?
Could it be that the woman in front of me really had something to do with her?
Or what is her relationship with this middle-aged man?