"Xiao you, please." Pei Mengqi said, even want to kneel.

"Mengqi, don't..." Small leisurely helpless, help her up, had to nod: "OK. Five minutes, five minutes at most, no more than one second. "

"Good, good. Thank you, yo

Xiaoyou winked at the policeman, and they left the guard room together.

Although she has promised Pei Mengqi, Xiaoyou is still worried that Rongmei is too dangerous. She will not be surprised if she does anything now.

In particular, she can see that in Pei Mengqi's heart, Rong Mei occupies a large position.

"Xiaoyou."

The tall figure of the man enters into the sight of Xiaoyou, and the worry just now is diluted. "Cold."

White Mo Han Wei is wrinkling eyebrow, Mou Guang everywhere a sweep: "Miss Pei?"

"Mengqi said that she wanted to talk with Rongmei alone. Now she's in it." Xiaoyou pointed to the hut with the door closed.

Smell speech, white Mo Han's facial expression instantly changed, toward the policeman of that guard loudly command a way: "open the door!"

"Ah?"

"Open the door!" White ink cold all over the body is sending out an irresistible chill.

"Good." The policeman, who was on guard, came back to his senses and quickly took out the key to open the door. Because he was nervous, his hands kept shaking and he turned several times, but the door was not opened.

Xiaoyou naturally knows that baimohan can't lose his temper for no reason unless he gets some news. "Han, what's the matter?"

White ink cold tightly pursed lips, did not speak, eyes such as Eagle general tightly locked the closed door.

"Click" a, the door was finally opened, but then rang out and Rong Mei tears heart crack lung of shout: "Mengqi!"

For a moment, Xiao you's blood was cold all over, and he pushed the door eagerly, but before she could see the picture inside, a big hand took her into his arms and covered her eyes.

"Don't look, yo."

"White ink cold, you let me go!" Xiao you clenched his hands tightly into a fist, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

Because of the shelter of Bai Mohan, she can't see anything. She can only hear the cry of Rong Mei, and the voice of the little guard who threw the key to the ground because of fright.

"Bai Mohan, I beg you, let me have a look, let me have a look at Mengqi, OK?" She didn't see anything, she didn't know anything, but she was so miserable that her eyes soon misted. The mist condenses into drops and slides down the cheek.

The person behind has no reaction, small leisurely also did not continue to ask, just wait quietly.

For a long time, the person behind seemed to move, and then, the big hand in front of her eyes, slowly, slowly moved away.

All the pictures, rushed into her sight.

Pei Qi's face seemed to be wide open, and her eyes were full of blood What else is not reconciled.

She shivered step by step forward, finally came to her side, slowly squat down.

She shakes and reaches out her hand, trying to close Pei Mengqi's eyes, but the sadness hits her. When it's dark, she doesn't know anything.

……

……

It's not the first time that she has seen a dead person. Last time, Wen Sulian even fell down in front of her, but every time it was not as hard as this one.

To say how good her relationship with Pei Mengqi is, it's not necessarily true.

However, her heart is never sad.

It's like being hollowed out. I can't even cry.

Mengqi wants to wake up her heinous mother through her death, right?

What a silly girl.

Clearly is a daughter, but from small to large, even the most simple family have never felt. The only feeling of her mother to her family, in the end found that, are false.

And as she said before, she has someone she likes.

You want to atone? Mother's body happened such unbearable things, she is doomed to never be together with the heart of that person.

She has lived for so many years, but in the end, she found that there was nothing in this big world that she could miss.

It's pathetic.

"Xiaoyou Xiaoyou... "

"Mom Mom... "

There was something in her ear that was always noisy. She frowned slightly and opened her eyes slowly.

White ink cold anxious appearance, also don't know is she sleep too long, or this man more and more slovenly, the beard on the chin grow out also don't know to shave.

And my mother, with a crying face full of worry.

"Han, ma..."

"Xiaoyou, you wake up at last." See her open eyes, white ink cold seems to be a sigh of relief, holding her hand on the lips kiss."Mom Mom Wow... " Mengmeng waves her fat hand and stretches towards Xiaoyou.

Xiaoyou suddenly wakes up and looks at Mengmeng in disbelief: "Mengmeng, he He Are you calling me "It's true that mother and son are connected. When you had an accident, Mengmeng was crying all the time at home. Later, Han took us to the hospital. As soon as she saw you, Mengmeng began to shout "Mom." before, however, she would not shout "Mom." The corner of Li Yafeng's eyes is still glistening with tears, but the corner of her lips is full of

smile.

Looking at the little Tuanzi, Xiaoyou is so soft hearted that he sits down with the help of Bai Mohan and reaches out his hand to Mengmeng: "come on, Mengmeng, mom."

As soon as he entered his mother's arms, the cry stopped. It's just because I cried too much before, and I still had hiccups.

"It turned out that she was worried about her mother. Mengmeng's crying voice is hoarse. If she doesn't stop, I'll die of heartache."

Xiao you felt more distressed when he heard the speech. He looked at the steamed stuffed bun lying in his heart in his arms and comforted him in a soft voice: "good, Mengmeng doesn't cry. My mother is OK. My mother won't scare Mengmeng any more."

"Mom..." Like to understand the words of Xiaoyou, the little guy buried his face in his mother's arms, and soon fell asleep.

"Sleep? I'll take Mengmeng back, Xiao you. You just wake up. You have to take good care of yourself. The doctor said, "you are so exhausted and sad that you fainted." Li Yafeng said, reaching for Mengmeng.

But as soon as he left his mother's arms, he began to cry, and his eyes were still closed.

"Oh, Meng Meng doesn't cry. It's OK. Mom hugs her." Xiaoyou had to take him back to his arms again, and Mengmeng stopped.

"With mom, Mengmeng doesn't want my grandmother." Xiaoyou's face was full of gentle smile: "Mom, it's OK, let Mengmeng follow me. You are tired too. Let Han send someone to take you back first. "