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Chapter 315 Good Girl 6
"Mom, I will work harder..." My voice was so weak that no amount of words could make up for my weakness.

My mother shook her head suddenly, and glanced at me standing aside, as if she had made up her mind.

"Xiao Huan, do you still know how to draw?" My mother asked me.

I was slightly taken aback, painting?

I suddenly had a momentary loss of consciousness, which seemed to be a long time ago.

Those bright colors have faded in my memory, leaving only a vague shadow. Now, can I still afford a paintbrush?

I took a look at my hands, which were still covered with calluses from playing the piano. Inexplicably, I felt a little wronged.

I shook my head: "I don't know..."

My mother smiled, very gently, and knelt down to caress my face: "Xiao Huan will definitely be able to do it. You liked drawing so much when you were a child, and you can still do it now! Mom believes in you, and you will not let mom down." Right? Xiao Huan."

What else can I do?Looking at the bright light in my mother's eyes, I couldn't even say the words of rejection.

The mother glanced at the house with a smile, and said with a smile: "There is one more thing, Xiao Huan, we are moving."

I looked up into my mother's eyes, surprised and puzzled.

"Are you happy? Xiao Huan." My mother looked into my eyes and smiled.

My mother is beautiful, and she is naturally beautiful when she smiles, but for some reason, I always feel that this smile makes me a little uneasy, and I am a little afraid of her.

But then I hated the idea of ​​myself, she was my mother!How can I think of her like this?
It's just that I can't bear to be here.

I have lived and grown up here for as long as I can remember.

Why move?
"Where are you going to move?" After all, I still didn't express my doubts, but asked my mother in a low voice.

"C City!" My mother patted my head.

Even if I couldn't suppress my doubts at all, I lost my voice and said, "So far? Why!"

My mother didn't understand my gaffe, she tilted her head, and looked at me suspiciously: "Is this not good?"

"But..." I looked around, and everything around me was so familiar.

I almost fell on the corner of this table when I was walking unsteadily when I was a child, so I can avoid this table when I walk in the future.

This little stool was my favorite when I was a child. I often carried this little stool and sat on it wherever I went, and I couldn’t bear to let it go.

I once dug a small hole in that sofa, and I was often punished by my mother on that wall, and I would tell my thoughts to the pot of succulents on the balcony...

Everything is my memory.

Why give up like this?

I really don't want to, really don't want to.

If it was close, I could still sneak here, but it is so far away, the distance of a city is a distance that I can't understand at the age of nine.

so far!Really far.

I have never traveled that far since I was born.

Can I come back in my life?

My heart is full of sadness.

I looked at my mother helplessly, and begged, "Mom, don't move, don't move, okay?"

I kept shaking my head, my eyes were so sore, and I felt like tears would come out of my eyes at any moment.

My mother looked at me in surprise, her expression gradually calmed down.

I am desperate.

Mother said calmly: "Xiao Huan, don't be willful."

(End of this chapter)