Xuanmen's boss, she is full of gods after she recognizes her relatives

Chapter 113 You Deserve Your Country and Deserve to Enjoy Glory
Late at night, she had fallen asleep with her doll in her arms.

The door was gently pushed open, mother Song Yun walked in cautiously with a tired figure, sat beside her bed, gently stroked the child's forehead, and tucked her messy hair behind her ears.

Standing in the corner, Zhou Yan watched her mother Song Yun stay in her room and weep silently, apologizing to her in a low voice until the sky turned white.

Feeling sad, she turned around and wiped away her tears and walked out of the room. In the kitchen, she saw the young father leaning against the wall and smoking a cigarette in silence.

She looked up at Yan Qiao.

Yan Qiao met her with gentle eyes: "Do you still want to see it?"

Zhou Yan nodded.

Yan Qiao stretched out her hand towards her.

Zhou Yan stepped forward, Yan Qiao held her hand, and led her out of the house. In a blink of an eye, the two of them were standing on the tree-lined sidewalk.

The primary school gate was leaving, and Zhou Yan saw the "little Zhou Yan" standing outside the school gate with a schoolbag on her shoulders and a disappointed face, looking around for a familiar figure.

Zhou Yan smiled in tears, and said to Yan Qiao beside her with self-deprecation: "I remember this time, I was in the second grade at this time, my mother had just been transferred to the criminal police team, and she couldn't see anyone every day, promised me countless promises , not once has it been achieved."

She laughed at herself suddenly: "In the second semester of the second grade, she said that if I get into the top ten in the final exam, she will accompany me to celebrate my birthday. Every year my birthday is in summer, and today happens to be, unfortunately..."

Yan Qiao listened quietly, looked at the little girl standing upright at the school gate, and asked, "Have you been waiting here all this time?"

Zhou Yan smiled, "How is that possible? My dad came to pick me up when I saw that I hadn't arrived home when it was dark."

"Ah."

"When she came back from a business trip, guess what she said to me. She said she was busy and forgot. Haha, I can't figure out how busy my mother is. She can even forget the child's birthday that she has been looking forward to for a year!" She looked at Yan Qiao, "We made an appointment, but I tried my best to break into the top ten, but she didn't mean anything."

When you are young, the world of children is so big!

Any promise will become a shining star in the world of children, if adults can't make it, don't promise!

So he agreed to her categorically, but turned around and just forgot?

She didn't realize how much her perfunctory words had affected her when she was young. Until now, when she thought of the countless disappointments in her childhood, her heart would ache.

Yan Qiao hummed lightly, reached out to hold her hand, "Let's go."

Zhou Yan: "Yes."

The two walked towards elementary school student Zhou Yan. When they passed behind the child, Zhou Yan slowly turned her head and looked back at herself in her childhood. The disappointed look on her face was a memory that she couldn't solve in her heart.

She sighed softly in her heart, turned her head, and the scene she saw in front of her was like a stream of light, and it instantly turned to another place.

Another hospital.

In front of Father Zhou, stood two uncles in uniform. She saw her father sitting on a chair with his shoulders slumped, his head resting on his hands.

"Today is my daughter's birthday, the child is still waiting for her, how can I tell the child."

"Sorry, it was our oversight."

Seeing her father shaking her head, Zhou Yan stood up and walked outside the intensive care unit, staring at the injured and unconscious wife inside, endured the sadness and turned to the two leaders and said, "Have the criminals been caught?"

"Caught."

"Well, then she won't feel disappointed when she wakes up." Zhou's father was silent for a while, and said: "I will pick up the child first, and she promised the child to pick her up today, but now... I am troublesome to you, I will pick up the child. Come and take care of her after making arrangements."

"We will also arrange people here."

Zhou Yan heard her father pleading: "I will tell the child that Song Yun is on a business trip."

The two leaders nodded, "Thank you."

Zhou Yan stood aside, her eyes trembling: "..."

She stepped forward suddenly, Yan Qiao let go of her hand in a second when she saw this, and let her walk outside the intensive care unit step by step, looking through the glass at her unconscious mother inside.

Putting the cold hand on the glass, Zhou Yan pressed her forehead against the glass, staring straight at the people inside...

The memories of her youth kept going back. What she saw before her eyes and her childhood memories repeatedly crossed and flashed through her mind. Isn't the fact she thought was what she thought it was?
She thought she was devoting herself to work, didn't care about her birthday, didn't care about her growth, and didn't even like her as a daughter at all... However, in the scene before her, she was lying there with many scars on her body, weak and breathing. Is the weak mind and coma what really happened on her birthday?

Everyone was acting in front of her when she was young. They all told her that her mother was busy with work and would come back when she was done.

But how is she busy!

she is here...

Mom is here.

Low sobs sounded in the hospital corridor.

Yan Qiao sighed in her heart, and someone beside her came over and whispered softly in her ear, "Thank you."

She looked sideways, and beside her was Song Yun, Zhou Yan's mother who died in a clean-up operation. She was about [-] years old, and she was a young, strong and experienced backbone talent. on site.

Yan Qiao looked ahead, thought for a while and said, "She can't let you go."

Song Yun sighed: "I know, for so many years, I, the mother, have not fulfilled my responsibilities, and I am sorry for her too much."

Yan Qiao: "Officer Zhou loves you very much."

"I'd rather she hate me. She has every right to hate me. I don't deserve to be her mother."

When Yan Qiao heard this, she fell silent for a while, and said, "Officer Song, how about I take you to Officer Zhou's past to see?"

Song Yun turned to look at her: "Can I go back and have a look when I look like this?"

Yan Qiao nodded: "Yes, but I need to take Officer Zhou to untie the knot in my heart for so many years, so that she can really let go of you from her heart, and I can send you to the place you should have gone long ago."

Song Yun nodded and said, "As long as she lives well, it doesn't matter what I do."

Yan Qiao disagreed, "You shouldn't be left here by her like this. It's not good for you or her, especially for you."

At the end, she said: "You have dedicated your whole life to the country, you should enjoy those honors."

Song Yun: "That's what it should be."

"There are not so many things that should be done. Those medals are all your choices. In this life, you are worthy of this uniform. I am obliged to send you to the best place to enjoy the blessings."

She turned her eyes to Zhou Yan again, and said calmly: "Officer Zhou has you as a mother, and her future will not be too bad."

Song Yun looked at Yan Qiao with gratitude in his eyes.

She hesitated for a while and asked, "Can I have a conversation with her in person later?"

Yan Qiao nodded: "Yes, I will leave a little time for you two."

Song Yun: "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

(End of this chapter)