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Diary slowly from the hands of the slide, a drop of tears on the ground.

She tried to control her emotions, but the more painful and sad she felt.

Now she understood what her mother meant when she looked at her.

Fu Nuan droops his eyes and sees a corner in the diary that falls on the ground.

In her tears, she picked up her diary ---

is a photo, to be exact, a fragmentary one.

It was a group photo of Fu Nuan's family on his fourth birthday.

The incomplete corner is Fu Zhao.

This diary, she did not have the courage to read it.

The loving father is the murderer of his mother. He has been hypocritical for many years, and he can even do it for the people who live next to him!

She was unable to fall and sit on the ground, her back against the edge of the bed to support herself.

How can she face the injury of a close relative?

She curled up in a corner, silent tears, hands tightly clasped her knees, as if only in this way can give her enough sense of security.

Until the eyes began to dry, can not shed tears, the heart of the pain has not been reduced.

……

Outside the villa, the man got out of the car, and his brows were full of fatigue.

The original plan was to return on Sunday, but Ronghe finished his trip ahead of schedule and returned to Tongcheng.

The purpose is to give his wife a small surprise, thinking about her surprised expression when he saw him, the man's lips slowly lifted up and walked into the house.

"Where's your wife?"

"Madame is in the room."

Rongyu took off his coat and put it on his arm and walked upstairs.

Outside the room, faintly heard the low sobbing voice of suppression and restraint, the man's good-looking eyebrows could not help but slightly frown.

Pushing the door gently, I saw the woman sitting on her knees, shrinking in a corner of the room, her shoulders shaking and sobbing.

"Warm."

Fu Nuan looks like a frightened little beast. He looks up and his eyes are full of fear.

A pair of beautiful eyes have been full of tears, eyes red.

In the time of extreme sadness, when she saw the most trusted and wanted to rely on, all her forbearance disappeared.

Finally, she no longer depressed, crying, as if to vent all the sadness and pain.

The man did not ask anything, went to her side squat, heartache will her into the arms.

He gently stroked her hair with his big warm hand. Although there were many doubts in his heart, this was not the time to ask.

Fu Nuan nestled in his arms, and tears gradually soaked his lapels.

"No matter what happens, I'm here."

His deep voice whispered in her ear to let her know that he would always be her support.

Fortunately, he finished his trip early this time and came back early to accompany her to tide over the difficulties.

The contents of the diary recur in Fu Nuan's mind. Every time, it is a deeper torture to her.

"Why It will be like this... "

The woman's voice because of choking and intermittent, repeatedly whispered this sentence, mechanically repeated.

"It's all my fault. It's my failure to save my mother..."

Her mind was confused and her words were almost uncontrollable.

However, Rong Yu has captured important information. Her pain is related to her mother.

"At that time, she was looking at me with a look of help. Why didn't I find out? Why? "

Her eyes were empty, her eyes were dim, her strength was hollowed out, and she leaned powerless in his arms.

"What grandfather Liu said back then was all the facts..."

The corners of her mouth moved, leading to a wry smile.

"Mother is Fu Zhao..."

She couldn't say the word "kill" in the end.

"If I had been more sensitive and not stupid enough to believe him, my mother might not have died and could still be with me now."

The man held her shoulders, a pair of black eyes staring at her deeply, said in a deep voice: "warm, look at me."

Fu Nuan's lax eyes gradually focused, and his confused thoughts were slightly calmed down.

"How old were you at that time? You can't control these things. Don't put all the blame on yourself. "

Fu Nuan knows the truth, but she can't help but blame herself and feel sad.

My father, who has been calling for nearly 30 years, is such a hypocritical man!

"Mom's gone, Dad..."

No, that man is not worthy of her calling him "Dad"!

"You and me."

The man's powerful arms tightly encircle her and comfort her with his way.

His chin was gently against her forehead and his voice was soft and soft.

"Not only me, but also Xiao Nuo. Your future, with us, understand

Fu Nuan closed his eyes, nodded, drilled into his arms, and tried to absorb the warmth of Rong and he.She hugged him as if he would disappear if she let go.

He and Xiao Nuo are the two most important people in her life. She can't lose

Rongyu picked her up horizontally and put her on the big bed.

In late autumn, she sat on the cold floor for so long, her fingers were cold.

Rong Yu covers the quilt for her, tucks in the quilt corner, and plans to get a cup of hot water. Unexpectedly, as soon as he turns around, Fu Nuan's hand grabs the corner of his coat.

"Don't go Don't leave... "

Her eyes were full of confusion, holding his fingers by the corner of his coat, shaking slightly.

"I'm not going. I'll get you a hot water."

Fu Nuan shook his head and refused to let go, for fear that he would not be seen.

She is very sensitive now and needs company.

Let and see, lift the quilt, lie down to her side, arm form a protective ring, protect her in the arms.

"Don't be afraid, I won't go. Don't think about it. Sleep a little bit, eh? "

The person in her arms shook her head. She did not dare to sleep. As soon as she closed her eyes, her mother's painful appearance would appear in her mind.

It's hard for anyone to accept the fact that the father killed his mother, not to mention her such a weak woman?

"Warm and obedient."

At this moment, all the words of comfort are pale and powerless, can only wait for her to figure it out.

"Don't punish yourself with other people's mistakes. It's not worth it."

Rong Yu kept talking to her, and his arms were always around her, which made Fu Nuan feel a little relieved and his nervous tension relaxed.

In his warm arms, she closed her eyes slowly and her breath became steady.

She sleeps very shallow, when the nightmare entangles, the body cannot help but tremble.

Maybe it's feeling that she's surrounded by warmth. Fu Nuan's frown is unfolding, and the haze that surrounds her is also a little scattered