Grandma tied his soft hair into two small braids with colorful bows on them. As he ran, they jumped up and down like two happy butterflies dancing.

She was crawling under the table, secretly eating dessert, with crumbs at the corners of her mouth, and dancing with excitement.

With my eyes narrowed, I felt so comfortable.

I was already sneaking around, but now I feel like my head is being stared at by a burning gaze.

Seems like she's been discovered? (_) At this moment, all the guests' eyes were on her.

The little kid was so scared that he couldn't put the paper cup in his hand or eat it, and his cute face was full of confusion.

Until the silvery, silky Milky Way rain flowed from the corners of her mouth...

Everyone turned their heads silently again.

No more threat.

The little kid took several bites of it.

Completely forget about scattering flowers.

Fortunately, Ye Mingni was a substitute, and he completed the ceremony for Doubaoer.

after.

Mrs. Sang's life became more stable and happy.

I also slowly learned to accept Sang's mother.

Got the happiness that was owed to me in childhood.

Here.

She is not an abandoned and patriarchal daughter, nor is she a third-tier star who has been scolded on the hot search, and she is not the mistress who hooks up with Ana Shen.

She is Sang Ning, who has achieved success in both career and love.

She is Xie Zhixun's happy and beautiful existence.

Shen Nianci regrets his whole life.

The most common thing I hear every day is praise.

The more stable life was, the more uneasy Mrs. Sang became.

It feels like this is all just an illusory dream.

Outside the dream, she was still sad.

Mrs. Sand became the most frightened person.

She was both afraid of waking up and looking forward to it.

until……

I saw with my own eyes the scene of Sang Jinan marrying An Juanjuan.

That night, Mrs. Sang slept very soundly.

When the first ray of sunlight quietly penetrates through the gap in the curtains, the room is gently awakened.

Mrs. Sang also slowly opened her eyes, with a hint of confusion in her eyes.

She stretched her body gently, feeling the warm touch of the morning light on her skin, as if it was the most delicate touch of nature.

at this time.

Mrs. Sang felt the quilt moving.

She vaguely guessed something and gently lifted the quilt.

The little baby was squirming gently in the warm quilt, with a contented and sweet smile on his little face, as if he was immersed in a beautiful dream.

Suddenly, her little brows frowned slightly, and her little eyes slowly opened, her dark eyeballs flashing with curiosity and the ignorance of just waking up.

"Mommy, you're awake~"

The little baby stretched out his arms, smiled sweetly, and his eyes were like crescent moons.

It melted her mother's heart.

Mrs. Sang held her in her arms as if she were a treasure and kissed her again and again.

soon.

Then it was time to send her to kindergarten.

Witness the little baby walking into the kindergarten with my own eyes.

Yaoyao and Ye Ming went in hand in hand.

Before leaving, he did not forget to wave his chubby little hand.

She kissed her mother affectionately.

Mrs. Sang smiled and relaxed.

after all.

Ye Mingni loves his little girl very much.

She will never get hurt at any time.

Mrs. Sang thought about it and prepared to leave.

But who knows.

As soon as she turned around, she stepped on the high and low steps.

When she got up.

The scenes before her made her feel heartbroken.

In front of Mrs. Sang is the road.

Sang Jinan was shouting something.

Mrs. Sang quickly realized that it was her sister who was being called.

Just because Mrs. Sang has heard it many times and seen the lips many times.

I could barely understand these two words.

Before Mrs. Sang could react, the lively Sang Jinan was knocked several meters away by a speeding truck right in front of her sight.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze.

The scene before her was like a slow-motion replay in a movie, yet it was so real that she couldn't believe her eyes.

The truck's brakes failed, knocking Sang Jinan away and rushing to the side of the road. Along with the harsh sound of brakes and the loud noise of metal collision, a strong smell of burning instantly filled the air.

Everything around her seemed to become blurry and distant. Only the overturned truck, scattered debris, watermelons all over the ground, and Sang Jinan lying on the ground were clearly engraved in her mind, becoming an unforgettable memory for her.

Her heart was beating wildly, her hands were clenched into fists, her nails dug deeply into her palms, but she didn't feel any pain at all.

She was terrified.

As the voice came from my ear: "Call 120 quickly!"

"Someone was in a car accident!"

"Ah, is the driver still alive?"

"Why did the truck suddenly rush over here?"

"yes!"

"Like a navigator, Shui Lingling bumped into someone, and then bumped into someone on the other side of the road!"

Mrs. Sang's eyes were wide open, and her pupils shrank sharply because of extreme fear and disbelief.

His mouth was slightly open, but no sound came out. He could only watch the shocking scene at the car accident.

"Sang Jinan!"

Mrs. Sang reacted and ran towards him desperately.

A sharp sound cut through the sky.

Mixed with heart-wrenching screams.

Sang Jinan closed his eyes, with a pool of blood beneath him.

Mrs. Sang's breathing became rapid and heavy, as if with every breath she took, she was trying to regain a bit of rationality and calmness from this sudden shock.

She didn't dare hug Sang Jinan.

Sang Jinan’s wound is too large.

Like a porcelain doll, I’m afraid it will break if touched and I’ll never be able to find it again.

And that is indeed the case.

Sang Jinan was taken to the hospital emergency room by ambulance, but the doctor gave him a direct death order.

"Doctor, please save him, I have money, I have plenty of money!"

"How much do you want? 5 million or 10 million? I can give you either. Please, save him, okay?"

Mrs. Sang cried and begged the doctor.

But the doctor only left cold words.

"We will do our best, please continue to wait."

Mrs. Sang sat on the cold and stiff chair, leaning against the cold wall in a daze.

Her mind was filled with the image of Sang Jinan crossing the road properly but being hit by a speeding car.

My heart aches so much that I can't breathe.

But just an hour ago, he and I had just finished breakfast.

Suddenly, he was lying in the cold operating room, covered in blood.

No one can accept this.

What's more, she is his own younger brother.

Mrs. Sang realized that she was awake from the dream.

She was devastated.

At this moment, she silently prayed to God to save Sang Jinan's life.

"Sang Jinan, where is he?!" Shi'an ran over breathlessly, his tone worried.

Mrs. Sang looked towards the operating room.

The red letters on the operating room are very eye-catching.

Shi'an looked at her in silence.

I can only pray silently for a miracle to happen.

Time passes by every second.

"I'm sorry."

"The patient lost too much blood due to delayed rescue and died."

The doctor said regretfully as soon as he came out of the operating room.

These two sentences were like a bolt from the blue, bringing the two people who were expecting, longing and praying to the bottom.