Mr. Ji's little luck

Chapter 172 Gobi Yimi 2
　"Mommy, why can Yimi's florets only bloom for two days?! Such a short time?"

　The little girl asked in a weeping voice, her chubby little hands carelessly touched her sad tears.

　At that time, the little girl didn't understand why Yimi Xiaohua was going to die so soon.

　"Yimi, Yimi Xiaohua is just like our whole life.

We have gone through thousands of years of reincarnation, and have gone through untold hardships, and finally came to this world.

I am your mommy and you become my daughter.

However, our life is very short, just like Yimi Xiaohua can only live for two days.

Compared with the reincarnation of thousands of years, this life of a person is too short, it passes in the blink of an eye! "

　The woman gently tied the hair on the girl's forehead behind her ears.

Looking at the little girl's face that had been crying but listened very seriously, she continued to smile softly and said,

　"So, Yimi, Mommy gave you this name because she wanted you to be like Yimi Xiaohua.

Tough and optimistic, gorgeous and colorful, facing all the difficulties and hardships in life with a smile.

Constantly absorb positive energy, and then, in your blooming days, you can release your beauty to the fullest, adding a spirit of vitality to the world.

"

　At that time, Gu Yimi did not understand what Mommy meant.

She is ignorant, all she knows is that Yimi Xiaohua is strong and beautiful.

　Now, that little girl has grown up, and has grown into a big girl who is as beautiful as Yimi Xiaohua.

　Now Gu Yimi finally understood what Mommy said.

And she has been doing that.

Tough and optimistic, gorgeous and colorful, facing all the difficulties and hardships in life with a smile.In the blooming days, release your beauty to the fullest until the day when your life ends.

　Gu Yimi firmly remembered every word Mommy said.

　
　Gu Yimi smelled the scent on the small square scarf, and the little flower with four-color petals was Yimi's little flower.

　It was embroidered by her mommy herself, and there seemed to be a faint scent of mommy's body on it.

　The smile on the small face is even more moving, the corners of the eyes are curved, the eyelashes are curled up, and the light is blinking smartly.

　
　Yes, she is Gu Yimi, the strong Yimi.
　Looking at the sky through the window, it seems that there is no limit to the night.The night gave me black eyes, but I use them to find the light.
　"Yimi."

　Gu Yimi murmured softly, Xing Xing seemed to hear it and blinked.

　
　Gu Yimi neatly hung the washed square towels on the rack in the bathroom.

Then stand under the flowers, letting the warm water flow, trying to warm up the cold heart gradually.
　Ji Zefeng looked at the dark room, she was not there
　There was no sign of Gu Yimi. 
　If it was before, every time he came back and opened the door, he would see that woman.

Leaning quietly on the bed, under the soft light, you can see her delicate and soft side face, lowered eyes, quietly looking at the book in her hand, or watching idol Korean dramas.

　When he saw something exciting and funny, those clear eyes even shone with a moving light like an aurora.

Or, when watching the bloody sadomasochism in TV dramas, I will cry so badly.

Unknown, a touch of heartache crossed Ji Zefeng's left heart.

(End of this chapter)