Chapter 88: mother

It seems that the wind is blowing through, the floral fragrance is rich and a little tired, Lin Xingqing's floral dress swayed slightly in the wind, with several long hairs playfully freed from the and hung on the side of her face.
Lin Xingqing pulled the long hair behind her ears and looked at Shu Shu, who seemed to have lost her words briefly because of shock.
The curvature of her eyes became sharper, but the emotions in those dark eyes were always firm.
"After listening to your story that day, I have been thinking for the past few days, and I just wanted to understand for a long time.
No matter what the story is, you always have to see the protagonist of the story to know the mood of the protagonist.
So, I'm so presumptuous and sorry, but could you please show me Ms. Zhang? "
Shu Si is her grandmother and Zhang Huilin is her mother.
This is a blood relationship, Lin Xingqing knows.
But even if she had meditation countless times in her heart, she still couldn't call it to Shu Si.
Regardless of the information learned from Lin Yufeng, as she said to Shu Si at the moment, she still wants to see truth.
She hasn't seen Zhang Huilin for a long time. Before she knew about it, she was happy to see it.
But now, she wants to see Zhang Huilin.
"Xing Qing, do you have any trouble with me or not? If you want to see it, you can do it at any time. She will be very happy to see you."
After Lin Xingqing's words, as if finally reacting, Shu Si wiped her eyes quietly and answered.
Are you happy?
Lin Xingqing's head floated through the scenes where the two met each other several times before lowering his eyes, not saying much.
"Then you are ready ..."
In her silence, Shu Si was agitated and tentative.
"If it's not troublesome, can I go now?"
"of course can."
In the short conversation, Shu Si was in the front and Lin Xingqing was in the back. The two walked out of the flower shop.
After the flower shop closed, Lin Xingqing thought about it and hung a sign in front of the flower shop.
"The owner went to listen to the story and opened the door tomorrow."
The almost casual fonts fell, and smiled again at Shu Si. The two did not speak again, but just got into the car so quietly.
Zhang Huilin's temperament always seems to be accompanied by some publicity, and news gossip about her is always flying, and in those gossips, the general residence about Zhang Huilin will not be uncounted, although not deliberately remembered, Lin Xingqing Jomo also knows some of the characteristics of the house where Huilin Zhang lives, but today, with the car running slowly, Lin Xingqing found that the place where they are now is completely inconsistent with the memory.
"Xing Qing, although Huilin is more eloquent, in fact, her temperament is not so exaggerated."
As if knowing that Lin Xingqing was surprised, Shu Si said something.
"Ok."
Lin Xingqing replied, withdrew the exposed surprise, and sat quietly, only Yu Guang looked out the window.
Shu Si looked at it, sighed in his heart, and finally said nothing.

"Xing Qing, it's here."
When the car stopped steadily, Shu Si's words rang, more than half an hour had passed.
The journey is longer than expected, and the layout in front is also lower-key than that of Zhang Huilin's house on the news gossip.
Trimmed to very regular trees, scattered flowers, graceful paths, and the end of the road is like a wooden house.
Occasionally, I heard the sound of Xili's water, and at a glance, it seemed like a leisurely journey to a rural village.
"Xing Qing, Hui Lin is inside. You talk slowly, and I won't go in again. You will have to go back then. This is my phone. You can call me or let Hui Lin send you back."
Shu Si waited quietly for Lin Xingqing to finish her look. The words were gentle and kind, but apart from handing her a note like it had been written in advance, Shu Si did not hesitate to leave at all. Waving his hand, doing drum calendar.
"Ok, thank you."
Lin Xingqing looked at the paper in his hand and smiled at Shu Si. The words were a kind of shallow intimacy.
That closeness made Shusi sitting in the car more and more happy.
"Ma'am, are you leaving?"
"hold on."
Shu Si, who was sitting in the car, watched Lin Xingqing turn back quietly, his steps slightly paused, and then went forward with a clear goal.
This time, the mother and daughter should have an open talk.
Will it be reconciled?
No, regardless of whether it will be reconciled, the child who wants to come to Huilin will be happier.
Lin Xingqing walked very fast, but in a few moments, he had already reached the door.
Farther away, Shu Si didn't see clearly, but when she saw the door opened, Zhang Huilin's face appeared, and she seemed to talk a few words. Lin Xingqing walked in, and the door was closed, and she moved back slightly He leaned back, the expression on his face stretched a little.
"Let's go."
"Yes, ma'am."
In that kind of discourse, the car sounded and disappeared.

It seems that tea has just been brewed in the room, and the faint fragrance of tea is spreading. Long hair is tied around behind, a loose sportswear, and a pair of pure white slippers on the feet. At this moment, Zhang Huilin only painted a light makeup The feeling of belonging to this age is so clearly revealed, not ugly, but with an indescribable sexiness of a mature woman.
As you can see in the house, the house is not big. The layout of the house is two rooms and one hall. The things inside are not luxurious, just comfortable.
Like Zhang Huilin's clothing at the moment, such a layout, such Zhang Huilin, inexplicably has a very grounded, very real and no sense of distance.
"Lin Xingqing, how come you come to me?"
The two sat not far away. A small square table, one person had a cup of tea and sat looking at each other. Looking at everything in front of Lin Xingqing, Zhang Huilin took a sip of the tea. The face similar to Lin Xingqing looked calm and even Yu Yan is also not slow.
"Xing Qing, do you have any trouble with me or not? If you want to see it, you can do it at any time. She will be very happy to see you."
Shu Si's words seemed to ring on his ears, but ... are you happy?
Lin Xingqing looked up at Zhang Huilin and smiled lowly.
However, this kind of Zhang Huilin actually let her relax.
Although I was ready to meet Zhang Huilin and heard from Lin Yufeng the years she didn't know about, but if Zhang Huilin really had tears in her eyes and an exaggerated smile, Lin Xingqing didn't know what to do Too.
Lin Xingqing didn't know much about tea, but the tea tasted very good in front of her. A light fragrance came out of her nose. When she drank it into her mouth, she could feel the fragrance in her throat.
That kind of tea fragrance, such a mellow, is enough to make her original capital + source + whole + reason + unclear + unknown + number + precipitation + precipitation.
"Hello, Ms. Zhang Huilin, I have heard Ms. Shu tell me a story and my father ’s story before I came, and now, I want to hear you tell a story about that I was just born, about you The story with my father. "
Tea, sunshine, two women sitting opposite each other with similar appearance, in the room at home feel extremely extreme, the four eyes are opposite, the same perseverance, the same seriousness, and the same ... perseverance.
"Those are all gone, and even if I said that, what's the point?"
"But I just want to listen."
"Then after listening to it, are you going to scold me again for leaving her husband or daughter, or will you cry in tears?"
"You know I won't, but I feel that as the protagonist inside, even if I was young and ignorant at that time, I have the right to know the facts.
You gave birth to me but did not support me, but your father raised me, but ...
Regardless of you and your father, after all these years, I have the right to know.
Now, I also want to know. "
In tit-for-tat, there is always someone who will lose out first.
When Lin Xingqing straightened her back, saying the words one by one, her dark eyes suddenly dimmed.
Zhang Huilin, who was almost sharp and ridiculous in words, squeezed her lips hard, and the sharpness and sharpness in her eyes gradually receded.
Her slightly hoarse female voice gradually sounded in the quiet room.
For her, the past was not pleasant.
Just as Lin Yufeng couldn't avoid the past, the past was like an indelible, lingering scar, touching and painful.
Her love, her failure, her incompetence, her innocence ... all in the exhibition in the past.
"Lin Xingqing, the past is the past, it has no meaning at all.
Whether you believe it or not, Lin Yufeng and I have no meaning.
you..."
When the story reached the end, Zhang Huilin seemed a little tired, but it seemed like she was proud of her, even at this time, she refused to admit defeat.
In Zhang Huilin's story, she concealed a lot of her youth and emotions, and also concealed a lot of her efforts, but the general plot is similar to what Shu Si said. Of course, most of the time, Zhang Huilin hardly sees the mood swings, but when it comes to discovering the changes in Lin Yufeng, the sense of loss that is betrayed is still very clearly revealed.
Is that true?
"You also left me because of this?"
Something I already knew, but when faced with it, even if I had done countless psychological constructions, Lin Xingqing found that she still did not perform very well. For example, when saying this sentence, she could not control herself. Suddenly hurt.
Zhang Huilin looked at Lin Xingqing, and when her eyes were facing each other, her eyes flashed a guilt momentarily, but they did not wait for a closer look. The eyes had recovered as before, and those tiredness seemed to be put away by her instantly.
"It can be considered, Lin Xingqing, I never thought you forgive me, today you want to know already know, if it's okay, I ask the driver to take you back."
It was a guest order.
Lin Xingqing bit her lip, biting her lips unconsciously, she stood up from the chair, took a few steps forward, and turned back.
"I am sorry."
Zhang Huilin raised her eyebrows slightly, seeming to be puzzled, afraid that she would repent, Lin Xingqing's speech began to speed up.
"I apologize for your attitude towards you before, and I am sorry for what Dad did to you.
Although a bit selfish, my father has been with me since I just remembered.
I can't resent my father.
I can't blame you for what you have abandoned me for so many years.
but....
Let's get along well in the future.
.....mother. "
Lin Xingqing spoke very slowly the last two times. Even to the end, Lin Xingqing didn't even have the courage to take another look. She quickly moved forward, but the figure of interest disappeared.
"mother."
Those two words are so low that even if you don't listen carefully, those two words will almost never be heard.
But Zhang Huilin heard it, and because of it, she just sat like that, standing still in the same place.
Mother, when Lin Xingqing was born, she had imagined countless times, but after making such a sad decision to leave, she never begged for a title that she could hear. In her lifetime, she even heard it.
The author has something to say: I, I, I finally finished writing this plot.
To tell the truth, An An wants to write in two days, but as a disciplined person, An An strongly resists this temptation, so I will take a rest tomorrow, see you the day after tomorrow