蝌蚪影视

Song ran lowered her voice. I’ll tell you about this in the future. But you can’t tell your brother about this. Do you understand? ”

Yin Hua sealed her mouth and did not say anything more.

In the room, Mrs. Fu sat by the bed and took out a photo album from the drawer. She slowly opened it, and a little girl with pigtails snuggled up in her arms with an innocent smile.

They had even taken a photo together when they went shopping that day, but she had disappeared the next moment. No one dared to mention this wound, not even Yuzhang.

However, the more it accumulated in his heart, the deeper it hurt her.

She did not expect song ran to ask her. When she said it, the wound in her heart was torn open. At that moment, she just wanted to cry, but it was much better than keeping it in her heart.

Song ran was sitting in the living room outside when she heard muffled sobs coming from the inner room. She felt like she was sitting on pins and needles and did not dare to go in.

The cry sounded extremely sorrowful, as if it had been suppressed for a long time and had finally found an outlet to vent. People could not help but feel dejected along with her.

She did not know when the station chief came in. He was wearing an army green coat and stood at the door with a sad look on his face. Song ran shrank her neck. Did the station chief think that she had made Mrs. Fu cry?

Just as he was about to speak, the Bureau chief waved his hand,”it’s fine, it’s fine,”

It was only when her daughter had just left that Xiao Man would wash her face with tears all day long. In the fifteen years that followed, she seemed to have closed the door to her heart and never cried again. It was a good thing that she cried like this, a good thing.

The station chief walked into the room slowly. Mrs. Fu was sitting by the bed, tears streaming down her face. His heart ached when he saw her. He walked over and pulled her into his arms.”Yes, cry it out. It’ll be fine once you cry it out.”

Mrs. Fu cried even harder. “Yuzhang Yingluo, I shouldn’t have done this. I shouldn’t have let go of Weiwei’s hand. It’s my fault, it’s all my fault.”

The director stroked her back, not knowing what to say to comfort her.

Song ran, who was in the living room, felt as if she was sitting on pins and needles. She thought that it was better for her to leave first. She felt that she would not be able to face the station chief’s wife in the future when she heard her cry.

Just as she was hesitating to leave, the police inspector called out to her, ” “Song ran, where are you going?”

Song ran turned around and smiled awkwardly. “Yingluo wants to go to the kitchen and help Auntie Rong make dinner.”

The Bureau chief waved his hand. there’s no need. Come over here. Have a chat with your godmother.

The little girl was so capable that she dared to mention to Xiaoman that she had lost her daughter. However, it was all thanks to her that she cried out in the end. He had been depressed in his heart and was always worried that she would fall sick.

She looked up again and saw Mrs. Fu walking out with a photo album in her hands. Her eyes were red and swollen, and it was obvious that she had shed a lot of tears. Song ran felt guilty. After all, Mrs. Fu was crying so hard because of her.

Mrs. Fu walked over, took her hand, and sat down on the leather sofa with her. She spread the photo album on her lap and said in a gentle voice, ” “I’ll let you see my Wei Wei.”

The photos in the album were all yellowed. One look at them and one could tell that they were quite old. Mrs. Fu caressed them gently with her fingers and introduced them to song ran affectionately. When she reached the last photo, her tears fell again and dripped onto the album. Her voice trembled uncontrollably. this was taken under the sycamore tree at the entrance of the Hangcheng government office on the last day Weiwei was by my side. Look, the weather is so good, and my Weiwei is smiling so happily.