Chapter 218 has a shoulder to lean on, and you can cry when you want to

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After Yun Bixue finished crying, she felt that her whole body and mind were much more relaxed, she didn't dare to cry before, and she couldn't cry, because no one would comfort you if she cried.

I remember that in the Yun family before, she also cried, and at that time, Mrs. Shen and Yang Siru sneered at her, "You know crying, no one in this family is sorry for you." ”

"Hmph, if you want to cry out and cry, don't be an eyesore here"

"It's ugly"

Those words were hard to hear, and later she realized that only the people closest to you, the people who love you, will comfort you when you cry and feel sorry for you.

Those who don't love you, you cry, they will only get bored, and they will not sympathize with you.

So when she encounters something, she won't shed tears, she will only face it strongly, because tears are cheap and will only make outsiders see jokes.

But today, when she was crying, she looked at the painful light in Xie Limo's eyes, and realized that she still had someone in pain, this feeling was so good, she was not alone now.

Xie Limo sighed lightly, wiped her tears for Yun Bixue and said: "If you want to cry in the future, you can cry, I will be by your side, en" Xie Limo's voice was as melodious and moving as a guqin, and his words were full of pity and distress.

Yun Bixue nodded, "Yes." Talking was also a little tearful, this time she was moved, and her heart was warm.

Xie Limo then made a phone call and said, "Let people in."

Immediately after that, a woman of about fifty years of age, not tall, a little thin, half of her hair was white, but her eyes were kind and kind.

Yun Bixue stood up suddenly, and said with some excitement and trembling: "Mother Lu"

The woman also clasped her hands excitedly, stepped forward and said, "Miss" called, her eyes shining with longing.

"Mother Lu." Saying that, Yun Bixue hugged the woman, this is the person who followed her mother and has been taking care of her mother, and then also took care of her, she has paid for them all her life, loved her and loved her, but later after her mother went, Mrs. Shen and Yang Siru took advantage of the fact that she and her grandfather were not at home, and drove Lu's mother away, when she was young, she cried for several days, ran back and forth on the street, and waited at the door of the house every day, but could not find anyone.

"Miss, Miss is so big, beautiful and good-looking, how happy Madame would be if she knew."

Xie Limo excused himself and went out and left the space for the two of them, Yun Bixue and Lu's mother reminisced, only to know that Yang Siru got Lu's mother abroad, and Lu's mother was also very hard, because she had no money, and she couldn't return to China, she missed her every day, worried about her, but she couldn't help it, she kept secretly working to save money, and wanted to save enough money to return to China, but every time the money was snatched away by the people arranged by Yang Siru.

But she didn't give up and kept persevering, and it was also the hard days of more than ten years that made her lose weight and age quickly.

Lu's mother really loves Yun Bixue, she didn't have a family, she has always followed Yun Bixue's mother, and she also watched Yun Bixue be born and grow, for her, Yun Bixue is her child.

The two reminisced, Yun Bixue was very happy, and she would support Lu's mother in the future.

Just like when she was a child, she could be coquettish by Lu's mother's side, and Lu's mother also spoiled her, so she knew that this spring mousse was made by Lu's mother.

Yun Bixue was moved by everything Xie Limo had done for herself.

"Xie Shao is very good, Bixue, if you follow Xie Shao, Lu's mother can also rest assured, if your mother can know, she will be happy."

Yun Bixue was also very contented and said: "Well, Mother Lu, he is very good, and he is also very good to me." 00 collected and organized, the copyright belongs to the author or the publishing house.