Do you hear me? You have to listen to me. From now on, I will take good care of you for your mother. " Nanjue's voice sounded faintly.

Ruan Xiaomian slowly closed his eyes, tears filled his eyes, for a long time, finally stopped.

She slowly opened her eyes and looked at nanjue from the side. "How did you do it?"

Nan Jue Da held her shoulders tightly. "The images you see and the sounds you hear are all edited. But I believe that what your mother wants to tell you is just what you heard."

Ruan Xiaomian looks at nanjue with tears in her eyes. The sea waves in her heart seem to be surging and rolling.

She knew it was gratitude.

If it wasn't for nanjue, she couldn't have met her mother again.

Even, she knew what her mother had not been able to say to her before she left.

The knot in her heart, let go.

"Thank you, nanjue. Thank you very much." Ruan Xiaomian said gratefully, tears welled up again.

"You don't have to thank me. I do this not just for you." Said nanjue, looking into her eyes.

Ruan Xiaomian doesn't know why.

Not just for her?

Who is that for?

Nanjue seemed to see through her inner doubts, and then said, "it is also for my own sake. You are my wife. We have registered. Soon, we will enter the marriage hall. I want you to introduce me to your mother. The most important person to you will hand you over to me. From now on, I am the most important person to you."

Ruan Xiaomian was in tears again.

She was not a sniveling person, but nanjue's words were like tear gas to her. She could not control her tears from flowing down.

How to express her feelings at the moment?

Any language is so pale and powerless.

Ruan Xiaomian looks at nanjue quietly. In the bottom of his heart, he has never been steadfast.

From now on, nanjue will be the patron saint of Ruan Xiaomian. He will take the place of his mother and guard her.

From now on, nanjue is the most important person to Ruan Xiaomian.

Ruan Xiaomian can finally take a deep breath.

She slowly raised her hand, took the big palm that nanjue put on her shoulder, and turned around to face her mother with him.

"Mom, I've brought your son-in-law. Her name is nanjue Mother, don't worry about me any more. Nanjue will take your place and treat me well. No matter what you did at the beginning, you choose to leave. Now, you can go with ease. "

"Mom, I will let go of everything in the past and live every day in the future. You don't have to worry about me any more Goodbye, mom

Speaking the last two words, Ruan Xiaomian felt relieved.

All the heavy things that had been pressing on her heart disappeared today.

She can really put it all down.

....

"Thank you, nanjue. You have accomplished what I have always thought impossible. Thank you very much."

After formally saying goodbye to her mother, Ruan Xiaomian really didn't know what to say to nanjue except to say thank you.

It has always been a pity for her not to say goodbye to her mother.

Today, her regrets are gone.

"You know what? It was ten years ago. I remember it was November 23rd. It snowed. I came home from school. As soon as I opened the door, I saw my mother lying on the floor of my house, silent and covered with blood. "

Ruan Xiaomian recalled the past, just like in front of nanjue, he stripped himself layer by layer.

Pick away the things that make her feel heavy and have been hidden in her heart and dare not touch them.

"Forensic examination, my mother committed suicide, but I don't understand why my mother committed suicide. Although I don't know the reason now, it doesn't matter anymore. I can say goodbye to my mother and tell her that I will live a good life. I'm very satisfied."

After that, Ruan Xiaomian gave a long sigh of relief, stretched out his hands, held nanjue's hand, and looked up at his eyes.

"Thank you, nanjue. What you sent me is not just a Christmas gift. For me, this is my future life. It represents that I can hold your hand, follow your steps, and walk with you in every step of the future without any regret."

"You remember what you said today, Ruan Xiaomian. I still said that. If you dare to break your promise to me in the future, I will never let you go." Nanjue's voice was so low that every word had a heavy force and could not be shaken.

Ruan Xiaomian nods.

Nanjue took her hand and said with greater force, "no matter what I do in the future, or even something that may hurt you, you can't leave me."

Ruan Xiaomian still nods.

Nanjue seemed to be relieved, but then he returned to his former arrogance.

"Ruan Xiaomian, I want you to promise me that in this world, except for my death, I will not allow you to be sad for anything."Even if he killed her father himself, she could not be sad.

Because today, it is he who has solved her regret, the biggest regret.

Ruan Xiaomian and nanjue looked at each other, as if they could no longer accommodate other scenery. "If you die, I won't feel sorry for you."

Hearing the speech, Nan Jue's thick eyebrows frowned tightly.

Damned woman, to say such a thing.

He has done so much for her that she won't feel sorry for his death. She has no conscience.

“....”

"I'll go with you." Ruan Xiaomian was the first to speak before nanjue made a voice. "If you die, I will never live alone. I will die with you."

Nanjue didn't expect Ruan Xiaomian to say such a remark. His anger dissipated in an instant. He fixed his eyes on her as if to suck her into his eyes.

"Well, if I die, I'll take you, and if you die, I won't live alone."

....

Christmas and new year's Eve, people will spend a long time to meet it, but it comes and goes.

The next day, the smell of Christmas was gone.

But for Ruan Xiaomian, only she knows how important this Christmas is.

If she were alive a hundred years later, she would still remember today.

But this kind of remembrance is totally different from the meaning of mother's death.

Today is the new beginning of her life.

....

On the cruise, back to blue bay, it's already afternoon.

Nanjue received a call from the company on the way back and went to the company after getting off the ship.

Ruan Xiaomian looked at the time, which was exactly 1:30.

She has something to do, too.

She took out her cell phone and dialed the numbers.

It's a little voice. It's a little voice

His voice was very excited.

Ruan Xiaomian's resentment and hatred of Duan Zhenghong also stayed in the Christmas day yesterday.

"Are you free this afternoon? I want to see you, but don't get me wrong. I haven't told Nan Jue about your company yet. "

“.... Of course, I'm free. Xiaomian, it's just that your aunt and your sister have always wanted to see you. Do you mind meeting them? " After a meal, Duan Zhenghong said excitedly.

"Well, I'll go now, and tell me your address." With a light voice, Ruan Xiaomian hung up the phone and left the bedroom.

On the car, before and after the team is still shadow.

Ruan Xiaomian received Duan zhenghongfa's address. It turns out that he also lives in Queens, only 40 minutes' drive from blue bay.

The place where Duan Zhenghong lives is a very luxurious independent villa.

This is the place where many rich people live in the city. Each villa is separated by a long distance, and the personal space is very large.

Isn't the company going to hold on?

He still lives in such a luxurious place.

Ruan Xiaomian sat in the car and looked at it for a while. Then he untied his seat belt and got out of the car.

"Little grandma..." Sophie came up.

"I'll go in and do something. You'll wait for me outside." Ruan Xiaomian finished speaking to Sophie, and without waiting for the other party to respond, went directly into the front door.

This place is really high-end. Even if it is far from the place where nanjue lives, it is also a place where only rich and expensive people can come in.

Ruan Xiaomian looked around and walked all the way through the lawn and flower bed to the door of the villa.

In front of the door, suddenly opened, Duan Zhenghong surprised face into her eyes.

"Xiaomian? You are here, and I am going out to meet you. " Duan Zhenghong said excitedly.

Behind him, a middle-aged woman and a girl about the same size as Nanxi came up.

Looking at the dress up, it is obvious that the girl is not a servant of the family, let alone a guest. After all, she has come, and she believes Duan Zhenghong will not receive other guests.

That is to say, the girl is her half sister.

But

He had only been away for 11 years. How could his daughter, born to another woman, be so old?

Unless

Before he left, shortly after he married his mother, he found another woman.

Thinking of this possibility, Ruan Xiaomian's anger poured out without warning.

Originally, she intended to let go of everything in the past, but now it seems that she can't.

"Xiaomian, are you Xiaomian?" The middle-aged woman excitedly stepped forward and held Ruan Xiaomian's hands. Her well maintained face was wearing a kind smile.

Ruan Xiaomian's eyebrow heart did not trace ground frown for a while, take out own hand from the other side's hand, the tone is light, "I am."

"Sister, sister, you are here at last!" This is Duan Zhenghong's other daughter, Duan Xin.Next to her mother, Jia Yurong.

Duan Xin gave Ruan Xiaomian a warm hug when she came up. She hugged Ruan Xiaomian excitedly and jumped up. "Elder sister, I finally see you. I have been thinking about what my sister will look like. You are so beautiful!"

Ruan Xiaomian was held by her half sister, but a strange feeling came out of her heart.

She didn't feel friendly at all, but she was very uncomfortable.

This mother and daughter give people a feeling of hypocrisy. Even if Ruan Xiaomian tells herself in her heart that she is wrong, this feeling still can't disappear.

"Xinxin, let go of your sister first. It's too cold outside. Let's go in and say, Xiao Mian, come in quickly." Duan Zhenghong said, the big palm covered Ruan Xiaomian's back and took her to the inside.

Ruan Xiaomian has some conflicts with Zhenghong and his family, so he can't help but draw a distance from them.

Walking into the hall, she swept around and took back her sight, followed them to the sofa and took her seat.

"Xiao Mian, sit down first. My aunt will pour you drinks. What do you like to drink?" Jia Yurong intimately said, a pair of familiar appearance.

Her face is full of smiles, but even so, Ruan Xiaomian still can't feel a little kind.

"I'm not thirsty, thank you." Her voice was clear and distant.

Hearing the speech, Jia Yurong's smile froze for a moment. It was only 0.01 seconds. She responded quickly and was still smiling brightly.

"Then I'll go to cut the fruit, Xinxin. Why don't you show your sister around first, Xiao Mian. We've set aside a room for you. You can come home often later."

"Come on, sister. I'll show you around your room." Duan Xin then stood up, took Ruan Xiaomian's hand, pulled her up and went to the stairway.