Chapter 1801: Hallucinations? !! This is an illusion!

You probably thought that my memory was sealed, I would not live in your Brahma, and the secret of your secret room would never let me discover it.
But God Jiuli, wouldn't you be sad if I really forgot you?
God Jiuli, the moment you died, did you really want me to stay with you?
She grabbed the man's woodcarving with his lips stamped on the lips of the woodcarving, closed her eyes slightly, and squeezed the sweetness that rose from her chest.
The room was full of his breath. Obviously, he spent here after sending away Nianmo.
One's happy hall, one's thoughts, one's decision ...
Ning Xuemo wandered around the room, wandering, she found a thick stack of paintings.
Every picture is her, she is laughing, she is crying, she is angry, she is ashamed ... all kinds of postures, all expressions, every painting comes alive, the characters in each painting are like Can walk down ...
She looked at the paintings one by one, ignorant of the loss of time and the passage of time.
When the pain is so extreme, it is numbness ...
She carefully touched the paintings with her fingers, as if the person was painting in Lintong's original painting, as if the person was still standing at the table and painting ...
"Xue Mo ..." There was a sigh in his ear, and his voice was familiar ...
She turned stiffly, and seemed to see him standing next to the bed, wearing the wide white robe he used to wear, his appearance was as cold as ever, and those dark blue eyes were staring at her with deep eyes.
She was stiff and her lips trembled for a moment before she called: "Great God ..."
Hallucinations? !! This is an illusion!
She wanted to pounce over, into his arms, but did not dare!
Can only walk over step by step, and then shake out and reach out ...
The other person really disappeared, only a sigh like a breeze passing through the ears: "Xue Mo, take care ..."
It really is an illusion!
She slowly sat down beside the bed, only to feel that her whole body strength was evacuated, and she didn't want to move while sitting there.
When the sadness reached the extreme, I couldn't cry.
She didn't know how long she had been sitting there, or how long she had been insane.
Suddenly she seemed to sense something, suddenly looked up, and saw Shen Nianmo standing at the entrance. He didn't know how long he had stood here, his face was a little pale.
Ning Xuemo's heart sank and he got up quickly: "Nianmo!"
Shen Nian Mo's big eyes slowly turned and finally landed on Ning Xuemo's face. He opened his mouth and asked, "Mother, father and son will never come back, right?"
He is a sensitive child. In fact, he had this suspicion, but he did not dare to think about it or to verify it ...
Now, even if I ask it, I still hope to get a negative answer from his mother. He misses his father and can't imagine what he will do if he never returns.
His eyes were wide, and there was a trace of fragility and fear under his eyes.
Ning Xuemo drew in his heart, and took a secret breath to walk over: "Don't think about it, your father and son will come back, it's just a long time, you should wait patiently when you read Momo."
She raised her hand to pick up the child, but did not expect Xiao Nianmo to turn around and run: "Nian Mo is going to study! Father Jun left many and many books for Nian Mo, maybe Nian Mo finished reading all these books, He came back ... "
Ning Xuemo's outstretched hand stopped in mid-air, watching the child run away, and the heartache was incomparable.