Chapter 2132

Since six years ago, she has never had a chance to take photos of Liu Liu, and there is no chance for the group photo of their sisters, because they lost Liu Liu, forever.

Liu Liu's death dealt a great blow to her and Li Yang. Fortunately, over the past six years, they have gradually learned to accept the reality, but they will always remember Liu Liu, Miss Liu Liu and keep her in their hearts.

And Liu Liu's children, they will also take good care of, not only take good care of this person, but also take good care of his psychology, so that he will no longer feel lonely and uneasy.

Nancheng looked at these photos quietly, almost a word squeezed out of his throat, "HMM."

Tang Guo'er said, "her name is Liu Liu. She's your mother."

Nancheng was silent. After a few seconds, "well."

It's the kind of voice that tries to suppress emotions, hoarse and restrained.

But it's like breaking down and crying.

"Almost all of these photos were taken by us for Liu Liu, as well as our group photos." Tang Guoer looked at Nancheng with gentle eyes, just like a mother looking at her children. "South south, after you asked me yesterday what kind of person your mother is, I think you must miss your mother."

"So, I specially went back to my previous home and brought out all these photos. I have been living in my old house for the past two years. There are no photos here, otherwise I should have shown you last night."

Nancheng pursed his lips and didn't speak, but Tang Guoer saw that his lips were trembling slightly.

The first time I saw my mother, but only in the photos, anyone will feel sad.

But it's better to be sad than not having a picture all your life. You're completely strange and unknown to your mother. When you think of it, you don't even know what it looks like. That's even more torture.

At least in the future, Nancheng will miss his mother. He can also see photos and miss her.

Tang Guoer picked up the photos and handed them to Nancheng. "These photos will be kept by you in the future, OK?"

Nancheng didn't reach out. He didn't want to, but didn't dare. He always felt too heavy. He didn't know whether he could afford it.

"Take it."

Maybe two minutes, maybe five minutes. In short, Tang Guoer is very patient and gentle.

She is waiting until Nancheng can fully accept it.

Fortunately, she finally waited. Nancheng's trembling hand took the photo from her hand.

At that moment, Tang Guoer's mood was so complex that it was difficult to describe. She couldn't help but feel uncomfortable and wanted to cry, "how about aunt didn't lie to you?"

"Nannan's mother, gentle and beautiful, is the best girl in the world."

"Nannan is a child she can change even with her life."

"She loves you more than anyone else in the world."

"If she can, she doesn't want to leave Nannan and die, but she can't help it."

"But it doesn't matter. Although she's gone, she always loves you, and we'll love you for her."

At night, everything was silent.

The wind outside the window gently lifted the gauze curtain. Tang Guoer choked and said every word, every word, especially clear.

Nancheng's eyes were hot. When his eyes fell on the photo, he always felt something in his eyes to fall off. Then he saw that the photo was wet.

It turned out that he cried, but he still couldn't control his tears.

The girl's smile in the photo is particularly naive and bright, which should be like when she was a teenager.

Such youth is wanton.

"Mom, she..."

He opened his mouth and wanted to ask, how did his mother die and why there was no way?

But when he squeezed out a few words, he suddenly found that he couldn't ask. He was afraid. He was afraid that the answer he heard from her mouth could not afford it. He was afraid that Tang Guoer would tell him that his mother's death had something to do with him. He killed his mother.

So he really didn't dare to ask. He was afraid that when he knew the truth, he would hate himself all his life and couldn't forgive himself every day he lived.

And his father, he won't ask. Everyone doesn't mention his father. On this thought, he thinks his father should not be a good man. Since it's not the answer he wants, simply never ask or listen.

"What happened to your mother?"

He shook his head. "Nothing."

Tang Guoer took out a paper towel, wiped away his tears and held him in his arms, "Okay, it's okay."

"No matter what happens in the future, you still have us."

"South south, we will always be there. Unless we die, we will never leave you."

Everyone is repeating that they will always be there and will never leave him.

Repeatedly stressed and told him that he was not alone.

Lonely for so many years, living in his own world for so many years, until recently he understood what a sense of security is.

They proved it with action and gave him all the sense of security.

Next, Tang Guoer took Nancheng's hand, chatted with him, and told him a lot about what had happened between them and Liu Liu, what Liu Liu had said, the songs they had sung together, the hot pot they had eaten together, and the streets they had walked through together.

Tang Guo'er said a lot and said all about the happy past. As for the unhappy and the pain experienced by Liu Liu, she didn't mention a word. She didn't want to mention it, think about it, and let Nancheng know.

Therefore, let that unbearable memory be buried in the past forever by time. No one should think about it anymore.

It's all pain when you think about it.

"I tell you, your mother is so smart. The thief was finally sent to the Bureau by her own hand. They all came to the door. The thief was still confused and forced, ha ha..."

Tangguo'er is vivid and vivid. Nancheng listens quietly. He is very grateful to tangguo'er for his mother's past interesting stories. If it weren't for her, she doesn't know who her mother is, what her mother looks like, let alone the story of her girlhood.

Tang Guoer brought all these to him and made up for all his shortcomings.

Mom, see? You make good friends. It's worth it.

They all miss you very much Me too.

In this way, Tang Guoer's laughter added a trace of vitality to the silent night until it was almost ten o'clock. "Anyway, the story between us can't be told for three days and nights. When I have time, I'll tell you slowly. Now it's getting late, and my aunt won't disturb you."

"Nannan, have a good sleep, aunt is gone!" Tang Guoer got up from his chair and waved, "good night, see you tomorrow morning."

Nancheng sent her out of the room. Just then, "brother, brother!"