"Miss Si and miss Si Yuan, you can't think of anything. Don't think about it. Life is so valuable. You must take care of yourself..." Zhang's mother was shocked by Si Yuan's smile and said incoherently.

Si Yuan knew that she must be scared by Zhang Ma's ghost appearance. She could not help feeling guilty, so she said: "I will not seek death. Human life is really precious. I still have a long life. Zhang Ma, I want to eat braised pork at noon, soft and not greasy. Can you make it for me?"

The tone of Si Yuan's last sentence is like playing coquetry with her grandmother. Her eyes are wet and she looks at Zhang ma. The sweet smell of her throat comes up again, and she can only suppress it desperately.

When Zhang Ma saw her saying this, she finally put a snack. There is a saying in her small place: since she knows that she wants to eat, it means that she still wants to live.

These days, Zhang Ma has regarded Siyuan as her only relative. She really doesn't want Siyuan to have an accident. Otherwise, she won't know if she can live here alone.

"Then I'll go to cook, Miss Siyuan. If you are bored, go out for a walk." Zhang Ma suggested.

Si Yuan gave her a faint smile, then lowered her head.

Zhang's mother went to the kitchen. She didn't see the picture pressed by Si Yuan's palm.

Siyuan dropped her eyelashes and her eyes fell on the bridegroom's gentle smile again.

The thin and white fingertips involuntarily follow the groom's facial features one by one, from the broad forehead to the high nose, deep eyes to the beautiful thin lips. She carefully depicts the outline of a man, as if this is the only thing worthy of her in the world.

Si Yuan looks at LAN Mingzhu's face crazily, and her fingertips stay on his thin lips. There is no temperature there, but she seems to be able to feel the familiar warmth and enthusiasm.

He had entangled with her so tenderly and affectionately. His big hand on the bride's slender waist also hugged her tightly. They used to be the two people who loved each other most in the world, and they thought they would be the people who would accompany each other all their lives.

But why now?

Siyuan's lips were slightly pursed, her eyes were red, and her lips were pale, like a lifeless body.

For a long time, she sighed heavily, as if from the bottom of hell finally climbed up, she got a new life.

Her fingertips are moving gently, sliding on the beautiful features of the bride. Her eyebrows and lips are exquisite everywhere. This woman is undoubtedly a beautiful and happy bride.

Siyuan gently closed her eyes. Since she had decided to let go, she would never look back.

LAN Mingzhu, I hope you have a happy life!

Five years later.

Jinjiang city harbor.

An ocean going ship was moored at the port. After the clam board came down, the passengers came down from the ship one after another.

In the crowd, a beautiful woman with a five-year-old child in her hand was following the crowd.

Women are well dressed and well dressed. Children are weird. It seems very strange to see anything. They will have a look at this and touch that for a while, and they will not have a moment to spare.

The woman is also carrying a suitcase in her hand. The suitcase looks very light, and the woman's forehead exudes sweat.

The child was trotting fast, and the woman had some difficulty following her. Suddenly, she was hit by someone behind her. As soon as her right hand was released, the child was swept away by the crowd for several steps.

"Ning'er, my child..." The woman cried out in panic.

All the people around were in a hurry to get home. Even if they heard her cry, no one helped.

The woman watched the child being driven farther and farther by the crowd, so anxious that tears came out.

In front of her, across the distance of several people, the child is also anxious to find her mother, and her small body bumps into a soft embrace.

"Children, you can wrestle without looking at the road." Hit is a young woman, she held the child's shoulder, gently said.

The child looked at the young woman and opened her mouth as if she had been stopped. She could not speak.

God, this sister is so beautiful! Beautiful smile!

The child blinked his big eyes. His little hand suddenly grabbed the woman's sleeve and said, "sister, you are so beautiful. Why don't you come home with me? When I grow up, I will marry you."

The bride?

When the woman was stunned, she couldn't help laughing.

This child is about the same age as Yan'er. He is very smart. But at this young age, he knows how to find a bride for himself. It's not easy.

"Where is your mother? How can you come out alone? " It's a joke when a woman only treats her as a child. She looks up and looks around, but she doesn't see where the child's adult is.

"I'm lost with my mother. Wuwu, I miss her." The child suddenly said and cried.

"Don't cry, I'll take you to mom, OK?" The woman comforted the child.The child immediately stopped crying and nodded heavily: "well, you have to keep your word."

"OK, now I'll take you to mom."

Here, women are still crying out for their children. They bump around like headless flies, but they can't see their children any more.

When she was in despair, she heard a familiar voice in her ear.

"Mom! Mother

When the woman looked at it, she saw the child running over and into her arms.

"Ning'er, mom has found you, mom's baby..." The woman cried desperately with her baby in her arms.

"Mom, this beautiful sister took me to find my mom. She will be my bride in the future. You should remember her well." Said the child, pointing to the woman beside him.

When the woman looked up, she saw a woman with elegant temperament and gentle as water standing in front of her. She was not an ordinary person when she was dressed.

"Miss, thank you for saving Ning'er. I don't know how to thank you." The woman wiped her tears and asked gratefully.

The woman gave a little smile, touched the child's head and said, "you're welcome. Your child is very cute. It's the same age as my nephew. I like it when I look at it."

"What's your name? I'll call on you another day. " The woman asked again.

"Just call me Siyuan." Si Yuan bent down and nodded the child's nose. "Goodbye, little friend."

Looking at the back of the woman leaving, the woman holding the child's hand, eyes full of gratitude.

When I have a chance to meet this woman named Siyuan, I must thank her!

A rickshaw stopped at Li's gate. The coachman collected the money and trotted away.

Siyuan stood at the gate, looking at the familiar courtyard. For a moment, he was filled with emotion.

Five years ago, she left home late at night with her luggage.

Five years later, she came back with the longing for her hometown!

She took care of yuan and finally went home.

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