Yan Bitong was sick, with a heavy head and light feet, extremely weak and confused.
She never dared to think about it or hope that her daughter would appear in Shenyuedu.
Therefore, when he saw Qingge for the first time, Yan Bitong thought that she had hallucinations and felt that the maid who came in was similar to Qingge.
When Qingge knelt on the edge of the bed, holding her hands tightly, she burst into tears, Yan Bitong's heart was hit hard.
She lay on the bed, pillowed with a jade pillow, and looked at Qingge on the side.
She raised her hand tremblingly, stroked Qingge's cheeks, and was a little disbelief, muttering to herself, "Ge'er...my Ge'er?"
"Mom, it's me." Qingge repeated.
Yan Bitong sat up suddenly, holding Qingge's shoulders, and looking at Qingge in disbelief.
Yan Bitong's eyes turned red, and hot tears slowly fell.
"Silly child, why are you so stupid? Shenyuedu is so dangerous and you are still here." Yan Bitong knew that the reason why Ye Qingge appeared in Shenyuedu was unimaginable.
Qingge snuggled in Yan Bitong's arms. The satisfaction at this moment was a treasure of heaven and earth, and it could not be replaced by a hundred billion stones.
A lost and regained mother.
God is so nice to her.
Qingge rubbed his little head in Yan Bitong's arms, rubbing three thousand silver hair, "I miss my mother."
In a word, Yan Bitong felt mixed feelings in her heart.
"It's because of my mother's bad luck, it's because of my mother's bad luck. It's because of your bad luck that you have suffered so much grievance. My mother will definitely protect you from now on." Yan Bitong hugged Qingge tightly.
Jiuci looked at the warm picture, his thin lips raised and outlined a smile.
Jiuci thought that he was the forgotten child, and his eyes gradually dimmed.
The most terrifying thing is forgetting?
No, to be precise, it is not forgetting, but not existence.
No one remembers his existence.
While Jiuci turned around and walked out of the house, Qingge suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Jiuci's wrist.
Jiuci looked at Qingge in surprise. After Yan Bitong was excited, he also found Jiuci.
She looked at Jiuci, with a little confused in her eyes.
Qingge wiped away the tears at the end of his eyes, stood up, and pulled Jiuci to Yan Bitong, "Mom, let me introduce you to you, this is your son, Ye Jiuci."
Compared to Mo Jiuci, Jiuci prefers the surname Ye, which sounds like a sense of belonging.
Jiuci stood at a loss, his body was stiff and his face was tense. He didn't know how to face Yan Bitong, and wanted to escape in the desert. He also looked forward to an encouraging and gentle look and a warm embrace.
"Son..." Yan Bitong was confused.
Yes, for twenty years, she only knew that she had a daughter. Twenty years later, someone suddenly told her that she had a son, and the first reaction was extremely shocked.
Jiuci looked out the door with lonely and disappointed eyes. Jiuci stubbornly and stubbornly.
Qingge explained: "I didn't know if my mother gave birth to my daughter and my brother. But at that time, my brother was taken away by Kongxu and threw him to the mass grave. Fortunately, he was picked up..."
Qingge is a long story short, try to explain the whole story in detail.
Yan Bitong was stunned and surprised, and then felt guilty.
Yan Bitong held Jiuci's hand, "Mom, I'm sorry for you, child."
When he touched Yan Bitong, Jiuci was stunned. He wanted to pull his hand back, but he felt a little reluctant.
Jiuci looked at Yan Bitong in complexity, and his eyes were intertwined, Jiuci quickly looked at other places.
Yan Bitong seemed to blow the cold wind from the window lattice outside the door, and it seemed to be because of her fatigue, and it was more likely caused by emotional excitement. But seeing Yan Bitong's eyelids are heavy and her eyes are drooping like fire, her body shaking and falling forward.
Jiuci's heart suddenly rose to his throat.
Jiuci hugged Yan Bitong and looked back at the open door and windows of the house. The original aura spread out. The next moment, the door and windows of the house were all closed.
Jiuci wrapped Yan Bitong with a quilt, and his movements were gentle, and he lay on the bed with Yan Bitong.
Seeing this, Qingge smiled knowingly.
What a cute brother.
"You have never thought that you have a son. Will my appearance seem redundant?" Jiuci turned his back and looked at the direction of the window and door, and his eyes gradually became wet.
Look, this family and the world have never been prepared to accept him.
His appearance seemed redundant and caught off guard.
Thinking of this, Jiuci became more and more sad.
He longs for family affection, but he will not feel any grudges when facing his sister.
Because he knew that his sister had been living a hard life over the years. He was his brother, and he wanted to protect his sister, even if he fought for her life.
When facing parents and relatives, Jiuci seemed to be unable to overcome that hurdle.
There have been countless times when no one was gone, Jiuci would think, why other children have parents but he has nothing.
He even resented Uncle Mo, why did he rescue him who should have died?
He didn't know why Uncle Mo didn't tell his relatives about his news early and would have to wait until this year.
Yan Bitong coughed a few times, and when he heard Jiuci's words, his heart felt like a torn pain.
It is indeed as Jiuci said, even if Jiuci is a relative, he is more surprised when he knows Jiuci's news.
Never thought of it for decades.
Jiuci let go of Yan Bitong's hand.
Qingge looked at Jiuci's side face without persuading him.
Jiuci has entered a dead end, but Qingge believes that Jiuci can definitely get out of it.
Jiuci refused to look back at Yan Bitong. Yan Bitong smiled bitterly, raised his hand, trying to grab Jiuci's sleeve, but finally grabbed Jiuci's sleeve.
"Ci'er, I'm so sorry, my mother lost you." Yan Bitong burst into tears.
How incompetent she is, she can't even protect her own children.
Yan Bitong coughed violently.
Jiuci did not answer Yan Bitong's words and walked out.
The piece of sleeve that Yan Bitong pulled into his hand was finally lost.
Yan Bitong's heart hurts more and more.
Soon, Jiuci walked back, holding a cup of hot tea in his hand.
Jiuci sat on the edge of the bed, holding Yan Bitong, and fed a sip of tea, "If you get lost, you will be lost. Didn't I find it myself? You just lost me, how can you not protect my sister? You are the same as you, you are such a big man, and you still don't know how to take care of yourself. If you have any root cause of the disease, what should I do? I still hope that you will live a long life and find a good woman as your wife for me."
Qingge is helpless, Jiuci has always been like this, he has a sharp mouth and a bad heart, and he has a bad mouth.
After Yan Bitong drank a glass of water, her relationship with Jiuci became closer.
Yan Bitong held Qingge and Jiuci's hands with one hand, "You are all mother's children."
Jiuci turned his head and said, "Can we still have Lao Wang's next door?"
Qingge: "..." Why did his brother deserve such a beating?
Qingge seriously suspected that if Jiuci continues like this, he will not be able to marry a wife.
Just be a bachelor for the rest of your life.
Qingge felt guilty in her heart and felt sulky. (To be continued)