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"Not hit." Shen Xitong's injury was actually caused by herself.

Chu Yunrong choked, "That was also because of his fault, Tongtong would fall."

Shen Xitong has recovered from the shocking scene just now, barely smiling, "Mom, my sister was right, I just fell myself, that person's attitude is also very good, forget it." Everyone has gone, Good guys cannot naturally let Shen Qinglan do it alone.

"But your hands are hurt like this." Chu Yunrong was very distressed. "No, we'll go to the hospital quickly." Then, he took Shen Xitong and took a taxi.

Throw the car key to Shen Qinglan, "Qinglan, you go home first, I will take your sister to the hospital."

Shen Qinglan took the car key and walked towards the garage. Shen Xitong, who had not seen the departure, gave her a deep look, which was full of bitter hatred.

Because of this accident, Shen Qinglan also had no interest in wandering, and drove Chu Yunrong's car back home.

Chu Yunrong and Shen Xitong went to the hospital and did a detailed examination. Except for the abrasions on the palms, there was no other injuries.

"Fortunately, nothing happened. I just scared my mother." Chu Yunrong patted his chest, and there was still fear on his face.

Shen Xitong smiled and said nothing, but occasionally looked at his hand wrapped in a bear's paw with coldness in his eyes.

Back home, Shen Xitong went directly to the room without even eating dinner.

She was lying on the bed, and the intact hand gently touched the injury on her hand. Even if the medicine was applied, the pain in the palm still reminded her that she almost died under the wheel today, and obviously, she can not She was injured because she was closer to Chu Yunrong at the time.

But when the danger came, Chu Yunrong rescued Shen Qinglan for the first time, never thinking about her.

Is this the relationship between having a blood relationship and not having a blood relationship?Mom, don’t you love me the most?You are partial to me, ignoring her, and even for me, you beat your own daughter, so why don’t you save me closer to you today?

Her eyes were very dark, her hands clenched tightly, and she didn't even notice the wound bleeding because of her movements.

**

On the weekend, Shen Qinglan ran back in the morning, took a shower as usual, and made a breakfast for herself before going out leisurely. Today she is going back to Shen’s house. After all, Shen Xitong called her last night and said that today’s cold summer Come home as a guest.

Shen Qinglan remembered the complacent in Shen Xitong's tone, can not help but a little funny, Shen Xitong, seems to have never recognized his position.

She did not drive today, but walked out of the community and went to the bus station outside the community to take a bus, but the bus station was a little far from the compound. Shen Qinglan got off and walked slowly to the door of the compound, which was close to noon.

I thought I would be the last one to come, but I didn't expect that the guests who should have appeared at Shen's house have not appeared yet. Shen Qinglan gave Shen Xitong a light look, with no emotion in his eyes.

It was only her eyes that fell into Shen Xitong's eyes but became contempt. Shen Xitong looked at Chu Yunrong's eyes and pulled the corner of her mouth awkwardly, "Qingqiu may be a traffic jam on the road. I'll call her."

Chu Yunrong smiled, "Well, let's go." Seeing Shen Xitong went out with her mobile phone, she turned to look at Shen Qinglan, "Have you eaten breakfast? It's still too early to eat, so don't let Songsao give you Do some snacks to fill your stomach?"

Shen Qinglan shook his head, "He came after breakfast."

Chu Yunrong nodded and looked at her daughter's cold face, suddenly she didn't know what to say. In fact, when she looked closely, Shen Qinglan looked somewhat similar to herself, such as the curved willow eyebrow, and her small but upright nose .

Chu Yunrong's expression was a bit trance, it seemed to think of Shen Qinglan when she was born, she was holding her little soft, she would laugh happily at herself, Qinglan when she was a child, except her husband, the most The sticky person is actually her.

No matter where she goes, she likes to follow, so that day she will take Qinglan out. If that day, she didn’t take her out because she couldn’t bear to watch her daughter cry, then wouldn’t she...

Thinking of this, Chu Yunrong's face was white and he couldn't help covering his heart. There was a dull pain, as if someone was holding a knife and piercing it up one by one.

"Mom, are you sick?" Shen Qinglan asked, noticing her ugly face.

"No, just a little tired..." Chu Yunrong met Shen Qinglan's cold eyes, suddenly lost his words, stood up, and hurried upstairs.

Shen Qinglan looked at the back of Chu Yunrong's hurried departure. The emotion in her eyes was inexplicable. It seemed that her mother really didn't like herself, and she was not willing to be alone with her for such a while.

Chu Yunrong hurried upstairs and closed the door of the room tightly. She pulled open the drawer in front of the dressing table, took out a bottle of medicine from it, poured a few of them and swallowed it without looking at it.

She took a sip of water from the cup on the table, and she tried to run down her chest. It seemed that she had smoothed her breath. She sat in a chair, her eyes empty, and I didn't know where to look, but her pale face didn't recover immediately.

Suddenly, she got up and lay down on the ground, struggling to reach for something under the bed, and found that it was out of reach. She got up again, found a circle in the room, opened the wardrobe, took a hanger out of it, and lay down. on the ground.Then, a small box was pulled out from under the bed.

The box is quite old, but it is carved with exquisite patterns. If there are experts here, it will be seen that this small box is actually made of Phoebe chinensis.

It was probably under the bed for a long time, and a thick layer of ash fell on the box. Chu Yunrong carefully placed the box on the dressing table, walked into the bathroom, and came out with a towel in her hand. She was careful Wiping the dust on the box, it was patient and gentle. This kind of tenderness was not only Shen Qinglan, but even Shen Xitong had not seen.

Confirming that there was no trace of dust on the box, Chu Yunrong held it in her arms, obviously a cold box, but her expression seemed to hold a rare treasure, melting all the tenderness in her heart.

She put her face on the box and it took a long time before she took out a delicate key from the drawer at the bottom of the bedside table, and this key was obviously matched with the lock on the box.

She inserted the key into the keyhole and only heard a click. The lock was opened. Chu Yunrong's hand shook slightly. She wanted to open the box, but she didn't seem to have the courage. After hesitating several times, she didn't open it.

Finally, the lid of the box was lifted, and the contents of the box were printed into the eyelid. At the top were a few plush toys, cute and delicate bears, pure white, brown, all slap-sized, and a pink one. It is smaller than the two, and the tentacles are soft, but it is probably about a long time ago, and the fur on it looks a little old.

"Mom, this is the little bear that my father bought me, is it cute? This is just Xiaobai, it's mom; this is just little gray, it's dad; and this is just little pink, it's baby, they are a family of three." Nuo Nuo The little voice said with a milky voice, the fat little hands pointed at the three bears one by one, and Jingliang's eyes were full of joy and joy.

Next to the bear, there is a Barbie doll wearing a blue princess dress.

"Mom, I like this skirt, would you buy me such a skirt, OK?" Xiao Chuan took her hand, swayed left and right, and her bright eyes looked at her, full of prayers, "I still I want a pair of small white leather shoes, and then I will dance in this skirt to show grandparents, mom, do you say okay?"

Chu Yunrong took out the little bear and the Barbie doll, gently stroked them, and then placed them on the bed. From the bottom of the small box, he took out a thick album, which was twice as thick as a normal album.

The album is light blue with "My Baby Diary" written on the cover.

She slowly opened the album, the first one, on which was a fat baby, sleeping with closed eyes, the skin on her face was wrinkled, red, like a little old lady, a line was written under the photo The small print-"Welcome to this world, my Qinglan baby." The handwriting is beautiful, the strokes are straight and straight, and the person who writes is very serious.

The second one, still a baby, seems to be a little longer, and the skin turns white and hydrated, with a pair of big eyes open, showing pink gums—"Today, Qinglan baby smiled for the first time ."

In the third picture, the little baby is wearing a white princess dress, sitting in the arms of a woman, the woman hugs her, and looks down at the little baby, with a gentle look—"Baby Qinglan, today is the 100th you come to this world Congratulations, day by day, grown up a little bit."

In the fourth picture, the little baby is sitting in the cradle, holding a rattle in his hand, and smiles at the camera with a smile, ""Baby Qinglan has the first tooth, and it hurts a bit."

Fifth, the little baby is wearing a small skirt, wearing a small hat on his head, standing on the grass, one small hand is holding the stroller next to it, the other small hand is stretched forward, the small mouth is holding back, little His eyebrows were clumped together, a little unhappy,-"Qinglan baby, although reluctant, but you have bravely taken the first step, your mother is proud of you."

In the sixth picture, a little boy hugs a little girl. The little girl with two pigtails cleverly nests in the little boy's arms and looks at the camera compared to a pair of scissors hands. The little fat hand is white and tender, - "My baby, congratulations on your one-year-old, I hope you will be gentle in this world all your life."

Seventh, eighth, ninth...

Each one is the same little girl, some are crying, some are wronged and sad, some are happy and laughing, there are...

Bit by bit, all recorded in this photo, each photo below is a line of fine print, that is a mother's best wishes to her daughter.

In the last photo, the little girl wore a blue princess dress, exactly like the Barbie doll, wearing a pair of small white leather shoes on her feet, waving her small arms and legs to the camera, and laughing happily-"Qinglan baby , This is the best dance my mother has ever seen."

The photo came to an abrupt stop here, and the thick album was blank.

A tear fell quietly and fell on the smiling face of the little girl. Chu Yunrong was shocked and reached out in a hurry to wipe the water stains carefully.

She carefully pulled out the photo, and looked at it was still clean, a soft light flashed under her eyes.

Her hand gently stroked the little girl’s face in the photo, but Shen Qinglan’s cold face flashed in her mind, and her indifferent eyes looked at her, “Qinglan, my mother lost you in the end. Not?"

Chu Yunrong fell on the bed, her chest still clinging to the photo, tears flowing down the corner of her eyes into the quilt, her eyes full of pain.

"Qinglan, mother's Qinglan, mother is sorry for you," she murmured softly.

Her body was trembling gently, her face pale as a paper, her hand holding the photo tightened suddenly, she was startled suddenly and released her hand.

Obviously the chest hurts badly, but the first time she went to see if the picture was crumpled by herself. Looking at the wrinkled picture, she endured the pain in the chest and smoothed the picture carefully before supporting the body. Going to the dressing table, I took a few more pills.

This time, she slowed down for a long time, and the pain in her chest slowly receded. When the strength in her body recovered, she slowly got up and slowly regulated the things scattered in a bed. She looked at the box. There was a finger on the Barbie doll's body, and then picked up the Barbie doll, and smiled softly, "Qinglan, my mother seems to be unable to find you anymore, what should my mother do?"

In the silent room, she was the only one muttering to herself, she was holding three little bears, the expression on her face seemed to cry and smile.

**

Shen Xitong went to the yard to call Leng Qingqiu. No one answered the first call, and then called the second one, which was connected. I learned that Leng Qingqiu was already on the road, and it would take about half an hour. Arrived, Shen Xitong was relieved.

When I walked into the living room, I realized that Chu Yunrong was not there. Only Shen Qinglan was in the living room. "How about mom?" Shen Xitong asked.

Shen Qinglan didn't know where to take a book. He was turning it around at random. Hearing Shen Xitong's question, he didn't even raise his head. "Not sure."

This careless attitude made Shen Xitong angry, but thought that it was at home. Although Mr. Shen was not at home, he might not come back at any time. After thinking about it, he suppressed the anger in his heart on the sofa. sit down.

"Sister, Qingqiu said that she is already on the road and will be there in half an hour."

Shen Qinglan heard that the expression did not fluctuate by a point, "Oh."

The hard smile squeezed out of Shen Xitong's face stiffened, and she wanted to see Shen Qinglan's face change, but her unresponsive appearance made her feel abnormally suffocated, just like she would get through hard work like herself The baby took it out, and wanted to show off in front of others, to make others envious of jealousy, but other people, but disdain for this, maybe still mocking her ignorance in her heart.

This perception made Shen Xitong look at Shen Qinglan's eyes with many bad things, but who is Shen Qinglan, even if she perceives the malicious in her eyes, this maliciousness for her can't even talk about it.

Can't talk to Shen Qinglan, Chu Yunrong didn't know where to go. Shen Xitong didn't want to stay with Shen Qinglan for a moment, so he went to the door to pick up Leng Qingqiu as an excuse.

Shen Qinglan continued to look at the book in his hand. Not long after, Mr. Shen returned, and Mr. Fu also came.

"Grandpa." Shen Qinglan stood up and greeted the two old men.

"I said that Miss Qinglan must be at home now, you old man still doesn't believe it." Mr. Fu glared at Mr. Shen, and said with dissatisfaction, "It's because I let you come back early, otherwise Mrs. Qinglan alone How boring at home."

"Where is there alone, and her mother is still at home." Mr. Shen said a word and glanced, "Lan Lan, what about your mother?"

Shen Qinglan glanced upstairs, "Mum said a little tired, go up and rest." Then added, "Shen Xitong went out to pick up Leng Qingqiu."

"What is cold and cold?" Master Fu asked suspiciously.

"A painter, my dad likes her painting very much." Shen Qinglan replied.

Master Fu loves chess and tea, but not painting, but is more interested in some antique jade and the like. When he is a painter, he instantly has no interest.

There was a sound of engine outside the door. After a while, the figure of Shen Xitong and a woman appeared at the door. When they saw the people in the living room, they greeted each other in turn.

Then pointed to the woman beside him, "Grandpa, Grandpa Fu, this is what I said Leng Qingqiu, now the most famous young painter."

"Qingqiu, this is my grandpa," referring to Grandpa Shen and Grandpa Fu. "This is Grandpa Fu, a friend of my grandpa."

Leng Qingqiu leaned back slightly and said hello to the two old men. The two old men returned with a polite smile and politely separated.

She handed a bag in her hand to Shen Xitong, "This is the meeting gift I gave to Mr. Shen. I hope not to be dismissed. This time I did not expect to meet Mr. Fu here. I didn't have time to prepare. I hope Mr. Fu would not mind , It must be made up someday."

Mr. Shen smiled slightly, "You have the heart, sit down. You are all young people, casual. Our seniors will not join in the fun." said Mr. Fu upstairs.

Before he left, Master Fu squeezed his eyebrows at Shen Qinglan and gave her a look of "I'm optimistic about you". Shen Qinglan was very funny.

The smile on Shen Xitong's face was slightly stiff. It seems that he did not expect that Mr. Shen's attitude was so cold after seeing Leng Qingqiu. Doesn't he like Leng Qingqiu's paintings?Why is this attitude now when I see a real person?

Leng Qingqiu didn't seem to notice Mr. Shen's coldness, and his face still maintained a decent smile.

Shen Xitong turned his eyes to Shen Qinglan who was sitting on the sofa without opening. "This is my sister, Qinglan."

Shen Qinglan closed the book in her hand when they entered the door. She then put the book on the sofa and looked up at the woman in front of her. The facial features were exquisite, the smile was decent, and the temperament was gentle.

While Shen Qinglan looked at each other, "Leng Qingqiu" was also looking at her. She had already seen Shen Qinglan's photos, but it was the first time she saw her at such a close distance. People were more delicate and beautiful than the photos. But the temperament is too cold, and there is a feeling of rejection to thousands of miles away.

There was a hint of interest in her eyes.

If Jin Enxi is here, you can definitely recognize it. The woman in front of you is the woman who followed Shen Qinglan at the annual meeting of Junlan Group.

Digression

Come and come, the prize answering session begins. The first question is: What is the number on the number plate on the chest above the annual meeting?There are rewards for the top three who get it right!

The third is at 1:30.