Plan to Trap the Golden Thigh

"It's a bad mother, my mother didn't protect you, but every time I saw them abuse you, my mother hurts, but I..."

"Do you want to say 'Can you do it?' I am tired of listening to this sentence. In fact, I don't hate Ji Weilou. Although he has abused me, it is just abusing me. Not going to hurt the people around me, this is not the same as you, very good."

Ji Naiqi lifted her foot and walked forward. Qiu Yue could only stand in the same place and watched the back of his departure. She always thought that after all, she was a mother and a child. One day they could reconcile as they were, but now it seems that they will never look It may be.

Ji Naiqi seems to be walking quietly, but in fact, the hand hanging on the side of the body can not stop shaking, people sometimes like this, the more deliberately want to forget, the more they can not forget.

He stopped a taxi after leaving the hospital gate. He originally planned to return to the apartment, but when he got on the bus, he suddenly changed his mind and went to the cemetery.

It’s already four o'clock in the afternoon. Generally, few people will come to the cemetery at this point. Ji Naiqi walks in step by step. There is no one around, very quiet.

He slowly stopped in front of a tombstone, stepped on the ground a few steps forward, and slowly leaned back on the tombstone, whining: "Brother, I miss you."

As before, the only tombstone that responded to him was the cold tomb.

"I am in a hurry, forget to bring your favorite lily, will you blame me?"

A drop of tears fell on the slate, which was like giving a signal to the gloomy sky, followed by the raindrops of the beans, and it was raining for a moment.

Only a moment of hard work, Ji Nai was soaked all over the body, but he did not want to move, simply sitting on the ground, he rarely came here, mainly because he was not sure whether Ji Moyu wanted to see him.

In the brain, I couldn't help but think of the scene when I saw Ji Moyu for the first time in an orphanage seventeen years ago. Ji Naiqi thought a little sadly. If he didn't choose Ji Moyu, then Ji Moyu could live well.

This tragedy started with him. Later, he pushed Ji Moyu completely into the abyss, so Ji Moyu must have hated him and certainly did not want to see him.

"Hey, don't go out, it's too cold outside, you haven't got a cold yet."

Ji Moyu, a ten-year-old, pulled Ji Naiqi, who wanted to go out to play with snow. Ji Nai said: "But I want to play snowballs."

"If you have a bad cold, you have to take more medicine. Do you want to take medicine?"

Ji Nai thought about it and asked, "I have been taking medicine for me, will my brother always hold sugar for me?"

"Yes." Ji Moyu did not hesitate to answer him, but added: "But I still want you to get better soon, because the illness is very painful, and the medicine is very bitter, I don't want you to suffer, and I don't want you to suffer."

Ji Naiyan looked at the window with a few points on her face and muttered: "When I have a cold, the snow melts."

Ji Moyu saw him like this. Some people couldn't bear to comfort: "Don't be afraid, when I grow up, I will take you to a place where snow will bloom all year round, okay?"

“Is there really such a place?”

"Ok."

"That brother must take me, we pull the hook."

"Well, the hook is not allowed to change for a hundred years. Hey, wherever you want to go, I will take you there."

The two figures were happy together, and there was heavy snow outside, but they felt very warm. Unlike now, only one person can rely on the cold tombstones, and there is no longer any warmth.

Ji Naiqi’s memories were interrupted by the ringing of the mobile phone. He took some mobile phones with difficulty. The rainy mobile phone that had been so drenched for so long was not strong. It was too strong, but the rain was too big to see who actually called it. phone.

He pressed the answer button and put it in his ear. From the phone, he heard the voice of envy: "Ji Nai, you haven't arrived yet?"

The envy is probably coming home and seeing that he didn't go back and asked to call. Ji Naiqi tried it a few times and couldn't speak. The envy of the phone was praying.

"Ji Nai, are you okay? The rain is very big. If you are still in the hospital, wait for the rain to come back."

Ji Nai’s nose was sour and said with a cry: “I’m praying, can you come and hug me?”