Good Luck:Dear,Come

"Look, Sisi, mom bought this for you." Lin Xiaoqing happily took out a bag from the exquisite packing bag and put it on the table, then waited for her daughter's expression with full expectation.

That's the latest style of donkey brand of the season. It's so expensive.

Song Xixi took a look at it and turned away from it in a dull mood. His tone was so cold that he said, "no, I can't use these things."

Lin Xiaoqing was stunned for a moment, then put away the hurt mood, even said: "how can it be? When you grow up, do you always go shopping with some classmates and friends? This bag is very beautiful. At least when you go out with your friends, you can hold it in your hand... "

"I said no," songxixi interrupted impatiently. "If you have a bag, the one dad sold me is enough. Why? Or do you look down on the stall I use now? "

Lin Xiaoqing's ex husband, song Beichuan, the father of song Xixi, attaches great importance to the financial discipline of his daughter. Even if he is rich, he hardly buys famous brands for his young children.

"Sisi, that's not what I mean..." Lin Xiaoqing dropped her eyes, and a feeling of powerlessness suddenly surged up. In the face of her daughter's indifference in recent years, she has been exhausted and can no longer find a way out.

Having divorced song Beichuan for so many years, when her mother and daughter get together once a month, Xixi always looks disgusted at herself and never gives her a good look.

Although Lin Xiaoqing was helpless, she could not blame her. More than ten years ago, when she married early and gave birth to children, she had no intention of running a family. She didn't want to be imprisoned by such things as "home". Every day, she missed her free, luxurious and wonderful life in the past.

At that time, she resolutely decided to sign a divorce agreement and abandon her family and daughter. Even song Beichuan asked her to visit her daughter at least once a month, and she often stood her daughter up.

With the passage of time, her daughter grew up and learned to hate her so-called mother. She suffered all this, so she has no right to blame her.

"How are you at school recently?" She had to change the subject.

Song Xixi snorted and laughed, still looking at it, "why? It's none of your business

Lin Xiaoqing was so blocked that she couldn't say a word. She had to shut her mouth and sit quietly in front of her daughter, at a loss.

Half pay, the mobile phone on the desk vibrated, song Xixi immediately picked up the phone to answer: "hello? Dad, "she immediately put away her displeasure and smile," are you at the door of the store? I'll be right out As if she was finally relieved, she grabbed her backpack and went to the door of the store without even looking at her mother, let alone saying goodbye.

When Lin Xiaoqing saw it, he felt nervous, and his nose suddenly turned sour. She quickly took a deep breath, blinked her eyes, sucked her nose and reorganized her mood. Then she walked out of the store.

Song Beichuan's car has been changed. He's got a new SUV.

Lin Xiaoqing sees a complete family sitting in her ex husband's car. She looks very happy.

His new wife looks gentle and dignified, with long hair in the back of her head. The whole person has a quiet classical beauty. The lively boy in the back seat heard that she was nine years old and was born with her new wife in the year of marriage, which is also a task she has never accomplished before Add a handle for the Song family.

The girl who is fighting with the boy is her own daughter, who regards her as an enemy and will never give her a smile

Thinking of this, her heart is entangled into a tangled knot.

At this time, song Beichuan saw her.

Lin Xiaoqing breathes a short time, although subconsciously want not to open the line of sight, can still hold back, she reluctantly squeeze out a smile, waved to each other.

She thought that the other party would smile back and then leave, but song Beichuan didn't. He got out of the car and walked towards her. He walked straight to her and stopped.

"How have you been?" He asked.

"Well, not bad." She told a stubborn lie.

"Is it?" Song Beichuan looked at her whole situation, "I see your face is much worse than last month. Did you go to the hospital for examination? Don't stop taking the medicine

"Yes," she nodded, her heart fretting over his delicacy.

"And then? What happened? "

"Well, the doctor said it was just too tired." She shrugged indifferently.

"That's good," Song Beichuan did not doubt, just nodded faintly, "I know you are now a free person, but you don't try too hard, you know? How old do you think you are? I'm not young any more. I still need to rest when I need to. "

She only had a wry smile at his words. Yes, she is not young. In a twinkling of an eye, she is thirty-eight years old, and his care almost makes her eyes red.

Lin Xiaoqing quickly lowered her head, searched for the key and said, "I'm sorry, I think I have an appointment with the customer. I'll have a chance to talk about it another day..."

"Well, go ahead and talk about it next time." Song Beichuan didn't feel any different. He just said goodbye and walked to his car.Hiding back in his car, Lin Xiaoqing couldn't help crying. She didn't have the courage to give him the inspection report she had hidden in her bag. She couldn't help thinking, what if he didn't care? What if he just Just showing sympathy? That kind of scene will bring her more pain than death.

So, she didn't have the courage to gamble at all.

Just half a month ago, the doctor called her to the hospital and told her that she had reached the end of liver cancer.

She couldn't believe that she had no obvious illness, but the doctor announced that she had only half a year at most.

The doctor sighed, showing a helpless expression, lightly said: "the liver is an organ without pain, this kind of thing, in fact, is very common."

In this way, she was sentenced to death.

She wanted to tell her daughter, but when she saw her daughter's indifference, she shrank. She also wanted to tell her ex husband. However, when she saw that each other's life was so happy, she turned to think about it. Why should she spoil others?

Who are you now? She asked herself, but couldn't get the answer that pleased her. Besides, all this is her own fault. Who is she qualified to complain to?

Ten years ago, when she just graduated from University, she wanted to marry song Beichuan, who was five years older than her. She even tried every means to let him release his desire in her body when he was slightly drunk