Chapter 3 Mom, I remember.
But Yang Feixue was only 4 years old after all, so she couldn't understand her mother at all. She only knew that she would never see her mother again, and she couldn't stop crying.

"Mom's stomach hurts, I cough. Cough." A mouthful of blood spit out from his mouth again.

Ling Peipei wiped the blood from her lips weakly with a handkerchief, and Yang Feixue stopped crying when she saw this scene.

"Mom, why are you vomiting blood?" he asked while gasping.

"Because when you cry, your mother will be in pain, and when you are in pain, you will vomit blood. Promise. No matter what happens to your mother in the future, don't cry for anything, okay?"

As soon as Yang Feixue heard that her mother was crying so badly, she wiped away the tears on her face and immediately said, "Mom, I won't cry anymore, mother doesn't hurt."

Seeing the child so sensible, Ling Peipei's beautiful eyes were filled with deep reluctance.

The pain brought by her body was no match for her heartache at the moment, and she reached out to hold her favorite baby in her arms.

Holding her tightly, her big hand grabbed her small hand.

"Xue'er, you promised mother a few things, even though... you are still young.

But mom wants you... to remember that you will grow up and know... what it means."

When Yang Feixue heard her mother's words, although she didn't know what it meant, her mother had to remember it herself.

She must keep it in her heart, so she nodded obediently in Lin Peipei's arms.

"First, be strong and don't cry, be good... live well, it's not easy for everyone alive, don't... give up easily.

Second, be sure to... protect yourself, and don't let anyone other than my aunt know... know your face, especially your eyes.

Third, what do you want to do...to strive for, aiming at No.1...even if you can't get No.1, and you won't be too far away from No.1.

The fourth most important point, don't... trust anyone easily, especially men... men." Ling Peipei said in a quieter voice.

At this moment, he was waiting for Yang Feixue's answer with his last breath.

Yang Feixue's grip on Lin Peipei's hand felt colder and colder, and Lin Peipei's grip on her became looser and looser.

"Mom, I remember." Yang Feixue looked at Lin Peipei and nodded firmly, and said in a milky voice.

And after hearing this sentence, Lin Peipei closed her beautiful eyes forever.

The big hand on her face also fell, and a tear fell from the corner of her eye and entered her bun.

Looking at her sleeping mother, Yang Feixue didn't know why, but the left side of her heart hurt so much that she wanted to cry.

Obviously her mother just fell asleep, why does she think that's not the case?But I remembered what my mother said when she cried.

Mother would hurt and vomit blood, so she desperately held back.

I said to myself in my heart, "I can't cry, my mother will hurt when I cry, and I can't let my mother hurt."

Lin Yiyi stood outside the door watching her friend leave, tears streaming down her face, leaving Yang Feixue beside her and staring blankly at her mother.

The little back trembled, she knew she was holding back from crying, and this scene was deeply engraved in her heart.

"Pepe, I will definitely avenge you, I will never die with them in this life." She shouted in her heart!
Lin Yiyi wiped away her tears, walked in slowly, and reached out to turn Yang Feixue around.

He hugged her gently and said, "Xue Er, mother, she is in pain now, she will be happy when she goes to heaven.

Are we not sad?In the future, my aunt will accompany you, and my mother will see us in the sky.

Just can't talk to us, we fall asleep and dream, we will dream of mother. "

"Well," Yang Feixue's voice was a little choked, and now she only knows that she can't cry.

 The new book is an inspirational type, it will be a bit cruel, the baby who likes it, I hope you can support it more, thank you????
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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