Zhang Jingyou cried and said with a smile, "Sister, my parents told me last night that I should stop hating you and stop blaming you. I am good and obedient."
She has stopped celebrating birthdays in these years. That year she celebrated her thirteenth birthday at the Z country funeral home. She blew out the candles in front of her parents, and she cried until she fainted by the bedside.
The price a birthday cost her was too great, and she swore she would never celebrate it again.
Later, because her godmother was afraid that she would be sad, she didn’t even celebrate Lu Yifan’s birthday anymore.
But what didn't exist in reality appeared in her dreams every day. She often dreamed of her father holding a cake and calling her to blow out the candles. That handsome smiling face was always kept in her mind.
Five years later, she finally got over the pain, but she came back.
Thinking about it, she tightened her hands a little more, and her tears fell to the ground, dripping on her shoes. They were the tears of missing her parents.
"Wait..." Cheng Ning broke away from Zhang Jingyou's hand sadly, but her words aroused curiosity, "You mean mom and dad? What's our relationship?"
She had always been curious about whether she had any relatives here, and when she heard the man say "when his father was alive" at the art exhibition that day, she felt very uneasy.
Living means no longer alive. So whose parents are the girls talking about?
Zhang Jingyou suddenly opened his arms and hugged Cheng Ningyou tightly, "I am Jingyou, my birthday is coming, and my parents asked me to call you home to celebrate my birthday."
Her tears wet Cheng Ningyou's clothes, and she couldn't cry. She held her clothes tightly with both hands, suppressing her hatred in her heart.
Pei Mochen rushed out of the bathroom and said, "Jingyou."
Hearing Zhang Jingyou's voice, he came out as quickly as possible regardless of everything. When he saw her holding Cheng Ningyou, he paused, "Why are you here?"
He never expected that the person who came here was Zhang Jingyou, because she had never been here before. From the time it was built to the time he moved here, she had never been here once.
Many times she clamored to come, but he didn't bring her. She always obeyed him, and if he didn't bring her, she wouldn't come. Unexpectedly, this time she suddenly came.
Seeing Pei Mochen appear, Zhang Jingyou let go of Cheng Ningyou and ran to his side again. His hand hooked her arm affectionately, and a sweet smile appeared on her pear-shaped face.
"Brother Mo Shen, I miss you so much. You haven't been home for many days."
Cheng Ningyou looked at Zhang Jingyou and sighed inwardly, 'This is a real smile.'
But why do those words sound so ambiguous? Brother Mo Shen, she is indeed Sister Lin on the phone, "I miss you so much, you haven't been home for many days." What a plain yet meaningful statement.
"Sister, I don't hate you anymore, and I don't blame you anymore. Can you please return Brother Mo Shen to me?"
Cheng Ning was stunned. She didn't hate her anymore? She didn't blame her anymore? Give her back Brother Mo Shen? What on earth is going on? Who does Brother Mo Shen belong to?
Could it be that the childhood sweethearts he mentioned were just floating clouds? Otherwise, she used the word "return" too inappropriately.
His eyes turned to Pei Mochen, hoping he could give an answer.
Pei Mochen took out the arm that was held by Zhang Jingyou. At this time, he must be calm and collected, because Jingyou seemed to be not normal again, and she should not have a sweet smile on her face at this time.
