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He even said: "Zhao Yi, find someone right now, go and tear down the back garden for me!"!!! The faster the better!!!!!"

The back garden is well built there. How can I provoke him?!

What do you say to dismantle it?!

It's just It's too much work for money.

Su Jingya sat quietly in the back garden for a long time. Then she got up and wandered around the Imperial City aimlessly.

The Imperial City, in the eyes of outsiders, is so prosperous and luxurious.

However, in her eyes, it is the place where she is most sad and desperate.

Every place, every place, confirmed her past, engraved her scars and bruises.

Once did not feel, now suddenly realized that she used to love that man, love so humble and shameless.

Not lost at all

Su Jingya is walking in the imperial city. She feels the past sadness is expanding, whistling and abusing her.

Su Jingya screamed almost madly. No one has ever really cared about what she is thinking, what she wants, whether she is healthy or twisted, and everyone cares about themselves.

It was not easy to calm the restless mood and set off a huge wave again.

She felt that she was going crazy.

That kind of feeling that a person is resisting death and dying of needlework is really bad and tired.

Her only thought now is: escape, escape, escape.

On the way to leave, Su Jingya, 37603358, glanced at the small entertainment ground behind the back door of the theme villa.

It doesn't matter if she doesn't look. She stops at once.

Under the dim yellow light of the street lamp, she saw the iron rope swing she had begged Huangfu to build. It was the same as the swing under the big banyan tree in the orphanage. What surprised her most was that there was someone sitting on the small stool of the swing.

Su Jingya breathed inexplicably. When she moved closer, she could see clearly that the man, who was not, was Her son.

as like as two peas, he was crouched on the stool, miserable and lonely, and she was just like the other women, who had been sleeping on the swing for countless nights.

Su Jingya stood there calmly, watching her son shrink in there. Her heart seemed to be torn open for a moment, and the bright red blood rushed out in an instant.

She likes swings, not just because of joy, but In her memory, in the yard of her adoptive father and mother, there is an iron track swing.

Without a stool, she found a small board and put it on it. On weekdays, when she was locked at home by herself, she would sit on it and swing.

In my memory, my adoptive father and mother never bought her a toy. She didn't have no toys. The only toys she had were all old, dirty, broken toys thrown away by her neighbor's children of the same age.

At that time, every time she found those broken toys in the garbage can, she would happily pick them up like a baby, and then she would bathe them like a little adult, comb their hair and talk to them.

And the swing in the yard is the only original "toy" belonging to her.

Every day, she would sit on it and wait for her adoptive father and mother to go home. It was too late. She would sleep on it and hold the doll or other toys she picked up.

At that time, she really loved the swing.

I always feel that if I shrink above, I will feel a sense of security.

The appearance of Huanhuan undoubtedly increased her love of swing. Her swing is more serious.

When I saw my son sleeping on the swing, the past was heavy, just like the flood breaking the dike, rushing towards her fiercely.

She could hardly bear to wail.

However, she was stubborn and could not help it.

She tugged at the fists hanging on both sides of the swing. Su Jingya could not bear it. She tried to make her * not tremble and her voice not tremble. She walked over and squatted down on the edge of the swing. With the dim street light, she saw her son's handsome and only face.

Su Jingya felt very sad. She bit her lips, pushed him gently, and called out in a low voice, "Yi Nian, wake up..."

Huangfu Yinian woke up in a hazy way. When he opened his eyes and saw Su Jingya, his eyes first brightened with joy, then covered with a thin layer of dense cloth. He rushed to Su Jingya with emotion, hugged Su Jingya's neck and threw it into her arms. He cried out with joy and grievance: "Mommy I knew you were back!!!! I said I have no eyesight!!!! Uncle just said I was blinded, said I was wrong, you didn't come back at all!!! I just saw you in the hall!!! Mommy You don't want me Right or wrong

From childhood, Su Jingya has never seen her son cry so miserable, it can be said that tears, snot flying.

The whimpering of grievance reverberated for a long time in the silent night.Su Jingya is very sad. Her heart is like being pricked by countless needles. It's so painful that she can't help but follow her eyes red.

Pushing her son slightly, she held his warm and tender face in her cold hand. Su Jingya saw his handsome and cool face in the dim light, which was not as arrogant and indifferent as usual, but like a crying child, with tears on her face.

I don't know how hard I cry and how dedicated I am to my work, so I will cry red at the tip of my nose.

Su Jingya wiped the tears on her son's face with her fingers and little by little. Then she pouted her little mouth and said with some bitterness, "it's OK to cry. You are a boy, how can you cry so ugly in front of one of my girls?! Don't you promise me that you will protect only one girl in my life?! How can you protect me when I cry like this

Saying that, Su Jingya bowed her head and kissed her son gently on the tip of his red nose. In a soft voice, she said, "son, please don't cry."

At this moment, Huangfu Yinian is totally using crying to cheat the performance of delicious candy after eating. It's very sticky. He hugs Su Jingya's neck again, pastes Su Jingya's face with his small face, and then rubs it, making a very satisfied, but very thin, murmur.