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"This is the path mom and dad used to go to school."
¡°Mom and dad were classmates from elementary school to junior high school to high school.¡±
"This is the seat where mom and dad used to sit at the same table."
"This is a photo of mom and dad participating in a choir competition."
Yiyi is still young, eating her little finger in Wei Xiao's arms. She looks so cute. Her chubby little face looks very much like Li Wutong, especially her big round eyes. Li Wutong stares like this every time he is angry. Wei Xiao's, he was scared instantly. Just as Li Wutong wished, they had a healthy and lovely son. Everyone who met Yiyi praised him for his good looks and said he would be a handsome boy when he grew up. Wei Xiao remembered that Li Wutong said that she would raise their son to be a handsome boy with good looks and strength, and she was the handsome boy's mother and the mother-in-law of thousands of young girls.
"Look one by one, how beautiful mom is."
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Wei Xiao corrected softly: "It's mom."
They were stunned one by one, then suddenly smiled and asked Wei Xiao for a hug, they were so clever.
In the photo, Wei Xiao, who is in the third row, is looking at Li Wutong, who is in the middle of the first row. Everyone knows that wherever there is Li Wutong, Wei Xiao always has a side face, and his eyes cannot be separated from Li Wutong. At that time, they were always Li Wutong. Wutong was making trouble and Wei Xiao was smiling. She didn't know that Wei Xiao's smile to others was polite, humble and sunny, but only to her was he indulgent, loving and flirtatious.
Passing by the playground when leaving, Wei Xiao took them one by one to the place where he and Li Wutong once sat. The leaves, dust and stones of the whole winter were scattered on the ground. The sycamore tree above the head was turning green. The breeze blew, and two or three leaves fell as if Back to that summer, she ignored him and hid here.
Wei Xiao smiled when he thought of this, his eyes soft and warm.
"Routu" Yiyi suddenly shouted happily.
Wei Xiao then discovered that a little milk cat came out of nowhere and came to them. The first little friend since birth was Rourou, so in his eyes, animals with long hair are called Rourou.
Perhaps Yiyi's excited actions startled the cat. In the blink of an eye, he got into the grass in front of them. Part of the leaves on the ground were lifted by its hasty escape. Yiyi felt a little aggrieved and muttered. Calling Rourou. Wei Xiao smiled at his son to express his comfort. The next second he looked at the ground unintentionally, as if he had discovered something. Then he put down Yi Yi in his arms, and the father and son walked down the stairs hand in hand.
Under the leaves, there seemed to be the word "Wei". I squatted down and pushed it away with my hands. Sure enough, there was another "ghost". I pushed it away again and it was "Wei Xiao". I swept it away vigorously, and the small words hidden under the leaves were exposed on the cement floor. It was obviously scraped with a stone. Although it had been rubbed and rubbed for a long time, the handwriting could still be discerned.
Wei Xiao, be safe and sound.
He knew that she had been here before, maybe during the time when he had an accident.
She was really worried about him, but he broke her heart.
After a long time, Wei Xiao smiled, retracted his thoughts, and silently restored the leaves to their original state layer by layer. No one would know that there was such a sentence hidden here, written to him. Wei Xiao suddenly raised her head and looked through the shade of the trees at the boundless blue sky, wondering if the sky she saw now was the same as what she had seen before? He seemed to listen to her voice, even if it was scolding him.
Wei Xiao picked up a leaf and brought it to Yiyi, with moist eyes he asked softly: "Do you know what this is called? Yiyi."
??Yiyi¡¯s eyes were confused, and her face was white and tender.
"Wutong, mother's wutong."
He looked at Wei Xiao one by one, then at Wutong Ye, and slowly took it and held it.
"Wu"
"Wutong." Wei Xiao repeated.
"Wutong" each one sounded milky, and the pronunciation was not standard.
"I miss my mother one by one, right? Dad misses my mother too."
This is the first year since Li Wutong passed away.
Yiyi is one year old, and he still doesn¡¯t know how to call her ¡°mom.¡±
Wei Xiao spent his whole life betting that Li Wutong would have a long future.
It¡¯s a pity that time has not been kind to them.
He has been agreeing to any request made by Li Wutong throughout his life.
He never broke his promise.
He suddenly felt that this was unfair to him.
He should ask Li Wutong, even for one thing.
He asked her not to leave him in this life.
That¡¯s all he wants.
Why is he so stupid? (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com