Chapter 3

Just then, the steel frame on one side suddenly fell down and hit Jin Jue Feng in the air

"Ah! Don't go there! "

In Xu wanwan's ear, a girl's frightened cry sounded. It was the last sound she heard in her life.

red light.

The flow of traffic is endless, but Xu wanwan walks to the middle of the road in a daze. A speeding car avoids it and bumps into her body

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Shua, the curtain was rudely pulled open, making a sharp sound. The dazzling sunlight hit Xu wanwan's face. Instinctively, she covered her eyes with her hands and muttered: "Mom, I want to sleep for a while."

"What do you sleep? The sun is on your ass. your father is waiting for you to go shopping with him. Hurry up, the noodles are all burnt. Get up, get up. " Wu Peiping's voice was like a machine gun, sweeping.

Xu wanwan was rudely pulled up by her.

"Ma." Xu wanwan still closed his eyes, tired, "what's the matter with you, dad just passed away, where will he wait for me to buy bittern with him..."

Pop!

Before the words were finished, Xu wanwan's head was patted lightly.

"What are you talking about? Are you confused? Smelly girl, your father is still alive. He cursed him early in the morning. I really hurt you in vain!" Wu Peiping drinks lightly.

Xu wanwan

My heart suddenly surged a little uncomfortable, my father was cremated, and my mother could not accept the fact that he left... No, how could my mother's voice suddenly be so young?

Xu wanwan suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Wu Peiping, who was folding the sheets.

The sun was shining on her side face, with shallow crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, but her skin was still tight. The hair is also green and black, and the random winding becomes a knot, which is tightly tied with the image tendon wrapped with wool.

This is clearly Wu Peiping 20 years ago, when she was only 40 years old.

"What are you looking at? I haven't seen your mother." Wu Peiping white Xu late one eye, the folded quilt patted, urged her, "get out of bed quickly to eat noodles, immediately senior three, still so lazy."

Now, senior three?

Xu wanwan looked around the room in amazement. Old desks, old bookshelves, posters of stars pasted on the yellow walls, green flower curtains swaying slightly in the morning wind, and some self-adhesive stickers pasted on the glass windows are her favorite stars.

This is her room twenty years ago.

Xu wanwan slips her throat. Suddenly she jumps out of bed and rushes to the front of the wardrobe to open the door. There is a mirror hanging behind the door. She sees herself in the mirror.

Wearing a floral Nightgown, with messy long hair, a pair of dark bright eyes, clear and pure, full of aura, like the most clear spring, it is difficult to hide the vitality and sunshine of youth.

When I was 18, I was loved like a flower.

Xu wanwan hesitated to hold his face, eyes suddenly out of tears, but the next second, and laugh.

Wu Peiping was startled. She pulled Xu wanwan's arm and looked at her anxiously: "girl, what's the matter with you? You cry and laugh early in the morning. Don't scare your mother..."

"Mom, I'm fine." Xu wanwan rushed into Wu Peiping's arms, hugged her tightly, and then released, "Mom, what's the date today“

"July, July 28." Wu Peiping murmured.

"What year?"

"1998."

"Mom, I'm going out."