Ronghua, Lin Ruochu's mother, are already eagerly waiting at home.For the concept of home, Lin Jinran only had it until he was five years old.After the age of five, Lin Jin Dye's father, Lin Zhi Gang...The little nurse walked up to Fu Shaoqing with a sweet smile, her eyes sparkling, “Your sister-in-law is fine, I'm leaving now.” 。"

"Good" 。 。The little nurse pouted her lips. Seeing that Fu Shaoqing ignored her meaning, she reluctantly turned her body and walked out the door. 。After she left, only the two of them were left in the room. 。Soon, Fu Shaoqing brought the things to the mobile dining table and moved it to Lin Jinyu's face. 。

Lin Jinran had something on her mind. Even though she wasn't very hungry, she wasn't eating just for herself anymore; she was also eating for the child growing inside her. 。After taking the spoon passed by Fu Shaoting, she lowered her head and silently sipped the porridge. She forced herself to drink a few spoons, but she really couldn't eat it anymore. She silently put down the spoon and couldn't help but ask, "How is Mo Han"

Fu Shaoting sat on the sofa beside him, silently shook his head, "He hasn't woken up yet" 。It's been days since he had his accident and he still hasn't woken up. Lin Jinran felt a deep bitterness in his heart, and he didn't even have an appetite. 。"I want to check out." 。"

She didn't want to stay here any longer. She wanted to go to the hospital to see Fu Mo Han and back to her mother's old house to tidy up." 。Fu Shaoqing did not offer comfort, he handled the discharge procedures and wanted to send Lin Jinran back to Fu's residence first. 。Lin Jinran suggested going back to her original home first to pack some things, and politely declined Fu Shaoqing's offer to accompany her. 。Fu Shaoqing didn't force Lin Jinyan, he instructed the driver who followed Lin Jinyan to pay attention to some things, and saw Lin Jinyan off in a Rolls-Royce. 。She instructed the driver to wait inside the car and made an appointment to be down in an hour. She climbed the dilapidated staircase alone. 。Fifty or sixty years ago, the rundown neighborhood was mostly populated by elderly residents who didn't want to move out. The younger generations had already moved to better neighborhoods built around the area. 。The corridor was, as always, dimly lit and filled with an unpleasant odor. Lin Jinyu raised his arm, bringing the tip of his nose almost to the anti-nausea wristband on his wrist, suppressing the rising discomfort. 。

In less than half a minute, he walked to his former residence, unlocked the door with his key, and a stale smell hit him. 。After a simple tidying up last time, she hadn't been back here for a long time. Now that she looked inside, it was full of memories, and her heart felt like it was stuffed with cotton. 。

This is the place where she has lived since she was a child, every corner holds her mother's shadow. She played with her mother, she was punished by her mother, she secretly cooked for her mother, her mother was happy when she saw her good grades... everything is her memory. 。Taking strides, he walked directly towards Liu Fengqing's room. He pushed open the door with a creak, and what met his eyes was a white expanse. 。Since her mother was hospitalized, she covered the bed with white sheets for convenience. She walked forward and carefully lifted the white sheet, revealing the simple interior. 。A bed, a table, a chair, and a cabinet, there was almost nothing else. 。She pulled open the drawer under the table. Inside were her awards from school, each one carefully folded and placed in the drawer by her mother. On top was a picture frame containing a photo of her with her mother taken when she was ten years old. 。Back then, before Mother went to the hospital, everything was perfect. 。Only now, as the forest fades away, did Lin Jinran realize that after her mother awoke, she hadn't taken another photo with her. Her mother had quietly slipped away from her. 。Holding the photo frame tightly in both hands, she clutched it to her chest. It seemed to be the only picture her mother had ever left her. 。 sprayed water again. Then, a tall figure of a man pressed down on her, pinning her against the wall.The shower quickly drenched Fu Mo's raven hair, the warm water gently touching his face and flowing...