"Put your hands around my neck." In the dark, the man ordered.

Zhou Xinrui was fascinated by the medicine and had a shallow consciousness. She put her white hands around the man's neck.

Zhou Xinrui's dark hair spread out, and the man's eyes seemed to be shining. He leaned over to kiss that Fang Ze, and made great progress all the way

Zhou Xinrui remains the last trace of consciousness, which is unwilling, helpless, painful, the last bit of conscience.

She seemed to see her childhood, but it was not like this.

The bright future she wants is a dream after all.

——Twenty years ago.

After she took me away from the orphanage, she was my mother, my closest person in the world. I swear in my heart, after that, to be good to her, very good—— Zhou Xinrui.

At that time, she was not Zhou Xinrui, called Xiaomo.

When she was four years old, Xiaomo was sitting on the steps of the orphanage. She looked up at the sky with floating clouds. The sun was shining in the sky, and there were no blinking stars in the sky.

"Little friend, are you waiting for someone?" The beautiful and gentle woman squatted in front of her.

"I'm waiting for my mother." Crisp voice, simple like amber white jade.

"I'm waiting for my daughter." The beautiful woman said that she was wearing a sky blue dress, black hair shawl, fair skin, big eyes, but deep socket, a standard goose egg, and a tired face.

She stretched out her hand and stroked her hair, as if to give her Shun Mao. Xiao Mo didn't resist. On weekdays, the teacher said not to talk to strangers. She also forgot. She felt that the beautiful aunt in front of her was not a bad person.

"That's lovely." Beautiful aunt sat side by side with her. She took out a handful of chocolate from her bag and put it in the palm of Xiaomo's hand. She peeled one and put it in her mouth. She gave her a thumbs up happily.

Small foam smell the smell of chocolate, can't help but also peel a put in the mouth, really sweet.

She is not afraid of beautiful aunt is bad, so she also showed her sweet smile.

"Is it OK to be my daughter?" The beautiful aunt looked at her with sunken eyes.

"Do you have chocolate?" Xiao Mo chews the chocolate and says it indistinctly.

"Yes, there are many, many." Beautiful aunt does not know when to comb her messy hair smooth, tied a lovely ball in the back of her head, looking at the opposite glass, she felt the ball in the back of her head, and felt that she was a little princess.

"Then I'll be your daughter." Xiaomo is full of joy.

"Pull the hook." Beautiful aunt smile, her big hand hook her small hand, small foam heart immersed in warm current.

Beautiful aunt with her to the dean's office, on the paper, write down their names, fingers on the paper a stamp, red fingerprints printed on it.

"From now on, you are my daughter and I am your mother." The beautiful aunt opened her hands and hugged her. Her eyes were full of tears.

"Mom." Small foam to dry her tears, small hands, warm incomparable.

Mother took her hand, the children in the yard waved to her, and Xiaomo turned back and waved to her friends.

She has a mother. How happy it is.

For many years after that, she was still happy about it. No matter how much the world changed, she would still follow her.

Mother's smile and gentle, she took her hand, together on the way home.

Dream suddenly stopped, forced to press the pause button, small foam efforts to find just dream, frown tight.

She was woken up with a damp blanket on her pillow case and a moist coolness in her eyes.

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