Campus belle's cultivation master

Qin Xiangyun took a bath, changed his clean clothes, raised his hand to wipe the mist from the mirror, and watched his face reflected in the mirror. She is old. If she looks closely, she will find the crow's feet in the corner of her eyes.

She is much younger than her peers, but no matter how to maintain it, she can't resist the erosion of time.

No matter how great and tough the characters are, they will be defeated by time, not to mention her?

"Twenty years." Qin Xiangyun gently breathed a sigh of relief and could not help rubbing his red eyes.

Then she leaned against the wall, her face flushed, her heart thumping and panicking.

My son, who has been thinking about her for 20 years, is waiting for her upstairs. But as a mother, she has lost her courage and become timid and worried about gain and loss.

"I'm such a failure as a mother." Qin Xiangyun thought silently, "I've never taken care of him for so many years. That's all. The first time I see my son, I'll fight with him... And I'll make a fool of myself..."

She raised her hand to cover her cheek, and her tears fell down again.

Although Lin Yu had contact with her mother when she disguised herself as an old servant, Qin Xiangyun had the impression that this was the first time she met her son 20 years later.

When they met each other, they all cried bitterly and bitterly. Their mothers were very happy. Qin Xiangyun jumped up and took himself as a dynamite bag, shouting: "I'll fight with you

This style of painting, however, seems too unorthodox.

Qin Xiangyun was angry and regretful. His image in his son's mind seems to have been completely abandoned. From now on, whenever my son thinks of her, he will instinctively realize that I have a stupid mother

"Do you have a girlfriend? Is it time to get married? I don't have grandchildren, do I? And his dead father, have you been looking for another woman these years? " The more he thought about it, the more excited he was. In the end, he couldn't help it.

She really wanted to hug her son again, touch his face, and ask him if he had been suffering these years. She overcame her inner timidity and rushed out of the door and ran up the stairs.

"Er..." she opened her mouth and stood at the entrance of the stairs, but her body was suddenly stiff. She looked to the open door of the next room.

Lin Yu heard the rustling footsteps outside the door, put the red wedding dress back into the wardrobe, and flicked a tear from the corner of his eye.

Then he turned around and saw Qin Xiangyun standing quietly at the door. His eyes were full of joy and tenderness, and there were tears in his eyes.

Lin Yu looked up and down and nodded: "this is much more normal. My father is timid. You don't know that he must be stunned by his bloody appearance

"Poof Pooh." Qin Xiangyun couldn't help laughing, and immediately raised his hand to cover him. He was nervous, for fear that his son would hate him.

She looked at the open wardrobe, turned red and went to close it in a hurry. She muttered, "Oh, oh, what do you do with these rags? I usually do odd jobs. I'm so ugly..."

Lin Yu grabbed her arm, tilted his head and asked, "are they all made for me?"

Qin Xiangyun hesitated a little and gently nodded his chin: "well."

She bowed her head, did not dare to look at Lin Yu's eyes, carefully said: "at that time, I was just caught back, thinking that it might not be long before my family would change their mind and let me go. Anyway, being idle is also idle. It's better to prepare more clothes for you... I'm not as good as buying them from the market, but they are strong and warm. Boys are the most naughty. They can't wear clothes... "

"Later, as the days went by, I thought that maybe I would be let out next year. Now that I've made the clothes, I can still wear them for you..." she was sad, and her voice began to sob again. "Who would have thought that... Year after year, day after day, the days have come like this..."

Lin Yuhong's eyes, close to look at him, just surprised to realize that his mother is only forty-five-six years old, but her temples are also a little white.

He blinked, forced his tears back, pulled out a woolen coat from the cabinet beside him, and said in a low voice, "it's very good. I'll try it."

"Don't, don't, ugly dead, I don't know how to do this kind of thing..." Qin Xiangyun pretended to wave his hand, his face was embarrassed, but he didn't insist.

Lin Yu took off his windbreaker and put on his mother's hand knitted coat. I don't know if it's psychological or not. I feel very warm.

For the first time in his life, he felt his mother's gentle love, and his face was filled with a comfortable smile: "that's right."

Family, what a luxury

Qin Xiangyun tightly pursed his mouth and turned his head to wipe his tears. I cried, but I couldn't help laughing.

"What a sensible child." She said with a smile, "it will make me happy. I know this dress is so ugly..."

Lin Yu's face is full of confusion. He really thinks this dress is good. No wonder his girlfriend Luo Xiaoxiao has repeatedly commented that Zhinan's clothes are a fan

"Cough." He cleared his throat, turned his head around and forced him to digress. "You've been here all these years?"

"Leave me alone, tell me." Qin Xiangyun seized his hand, eyes burning, "child, you and your father these years, all... How come?"

Lin Yu took her and sat down beside her, looking calm: "after you left, my father took me back to Fu'an county. He opened a small clothing factory and worked hard for several years, but he had a good life. Later, he had Feifei... "

"Feifei?" Qin Xiangyun's cheek was pale and his body shook, "your father has a daughter?"

Lin Yu grinned and quickly explained, "my father adopted her from the orphanage. Her name is Liu Feifei, five years older than me. My father said that we are the only two old men in the family. Life is so boring, so I want to find a sister. In those years, she took care of me, washed clothes and cooked food, just like my own sister... "

"Oh, it scared the hell out of me." Qin Xiangyun raised his hand to cover his chest.

Then she looked at her son a little angrily and murmured, "since it's your sister, just call her sister. What's your name, Feifei? How disrespectful..."

Lin Yu's eyes twitched violently for a long time, but he couldn't say a word.

He used to be called "Feifei Jie Feifei Jie". But recently, Liu Feifei has followed the devil. He has to force him to call "Feifei". Otherwise, he will make a little temper, just like who owes her millions, and ignore others for a long time.

And Su Wan, a 30-year-old woman, who was forced to be in his early twenties, was called "Wan'er". It's really... Numb

Lin Yu is also helpless