CEO Daddy and his Beloved Wife

Liang Mo is in the station, looking at the familiar face will appear in front of her.

But after all, she didn't come.

Liang Mo got on the car heading for city A.

Liang Mo feels very far away

the new school life is very relaxed, and Liang Mo is very diligent. Every day he soaks in the library, classroom, dormitory, three o'clock and one line.

During the holiday, she did not go back to her hometown. Instead, she went to every corner of the city and did several part-time jobs every day.

Many times, she wanted to go back, but when she thought of the way she had broken up with her, she retired.

Time goes by, she has to be busy in class and do part-time jobs. Slowly, she has no time to think about the lonely old man.

In a twinkling of an eye, she graduated, her grades were excellent, her work was busy, and she was very busy every day. That old lady slowly faded out of her life.

Like that sentence, to be good to her all her life, she did not remember.

It was three years later that I heard from her again. At this time, she was the manager of the company. An assistant made her tea and coffee. Everyone called her manager Liang.

There was a lot of noise on the phone. It was the president. Three years ago, the president came to her city and came to see her. For the convenience of contacting her later, she gave the president her number.

The voice at the other end is messy, but she still captures a few key words. She died, three days ago.

Liang Mo is very calm. After hanging up the phone, she goes back to the conference room and continues the meeting.

She worked extra night for herself.

She and she broke up five years ago, no relationship, five years, why to break the hard five years, why to touch a body injury.

Around is such a warning to himself, but the next day, she still kept buying tickets, clothes did not have time to change, dust to rush to the hospital.

She lay quietly in the morgue, heart no longer have any ups and downs, no longer to her cold words, no longer cry for who.

She must have met her own daughter, Liang Mo, whom she cherished.

Liang Mo shakes her hands and uncovers the white cloth on her body. Her hands are folded in her abdomen. Her hair is grey and her expression is peaceful.

"It's good that you can finally be together with Xiaomo for a long time. You don't have to bear the pain of separation any more."

Liang Mo muttered to himself, "Mom, another Liang Mo also loves you very much."

Liang Mo didn't cry, so she could not speak for a long time.

Her grave was buried with her own daughter Liang Mo, who was very close to her. Liang Mo stood in front of the grave and felt very far away.

Thousands of words turn into thousands of wisps of smoke

before returning to city a, Liang Mo cleaned the house from inside to outside.

It's the same here as it was five years ago. Nothing has changed. Things are different. It turns out to be so desolate.

Liang Mo dipped the mop into the bucket and went to his mother's room. In addition to a bed, there was a wardrobe that occupied half the area.

She was curious. In the past, her mother didn't allow her to get close to the cabinet. Now, she is so close that she can't help opening the wardrobe.

Inside are colorful skirts, plush boy bears, beautiful and lovely shoes, and colorful butterfly hair bands. They are arranged in order from childhood to childhood, from childhood to girlhood, and simple and capable professional clothes. It's full of a closet. It's almost too big to fit.

Next to it is a waist high white and transparent cabinet, which is full of chocolates of various flavors, large and small, and various packages. Some of them are moldy, and some are still fresh. Liang Mo picked up one of the packages, which is a newly launched chocolate. Her desk is full of a whole pile.