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"Sister, is my brother back?"

A surprise and anxious voice came from outside the door, and saw that she stumbled in and rushed in, a pair of empty eyes searching around without focus to find the direction of the person.

The moment she saw her come in, Long was a little unbelievable every day, and her thin lips trembled slightly. She cried complexly, "Mom--"

His mother seemed to be suppressed in the abdominal cavity for a long time. Although the voice was very light, it had a strong contagious power, which made people feel sad.

"Every day, she is chasing the moon, not your mother, but your sister."

Yang Zimei hurried forward to help the unstable dragon chasing the moon.

"sister in law--"

Long Zhuiyue grabbed Yang Zimei's arm with excitement, "Is it really my brother? Was he just talking?"

"Ok."

Yang Zimei looked at the dragon day by day and motioned to him to be better at chasing the moon with the dragon.

Getting along these days, she deeply understood the lonely and unhappy mood of Long Chayue's longing for love.

Therefore, she hopes that Dragon will accept her as soon as possible day by day, and not let Dragon chase the moon a little sad.

Long day by day, Dragon looked at the Dragon chasing the moon quietly, overlapping her with the mother she remembered in her childhood.

Although the memory has gradually blurred, he can still recognize that the girl is exactly like her mother when she sees Long chasing the moon.

Because his mother's irresponsible disappearance, he has no trace of tenderness in the Long family. He has always hated his mother and vowed never to see her again.

However, before listening to Yang Zimei on the phone, she said that her mother was not an irresponsible disappearance, but was imprisoned, always thinking about him and waiting for him.

His resentment broke down instantly, and he could not wait to come back to see his mother immediately. Therefore, he also adopted this extreme method to fight for freedom to return.

"brother--"

Long chasing the moon carefully identified the direction of his breath, he shouted with joy, and leaped towards the dragon day by day with joy.

Dragons did not escape from day to day.

Long chasing the moon smoothly onto him, holding his shoulders, crying, laughing and screaming, rubbing on his body, emphasizing expectantly, "Brother, my sister is chasing the moon, your sister! "

Yang Zimei was worried that Dragon would refuse to admit it day by day.

Who knows, he answered in a deep voice, "Well, sister--"

As soon as Long chased the moon, the tears burst into tears, "Brother, do you recognize me? Oh, I'm so happy, I finally have a brother, I am no longer alone, I have a brother Oh, oh, sister-in-law, I have a brother, I have a brother ... "

After hearing her incoherent yell, Yang Zimei's eyes were sour and her tears couldn't stop flowing.

Because she saw Long Zhutian's face at this time, there was also a touch of rare tenderness, a touch of joy to find loved ones, a touch of sorrow.

He also has relatives.

No longer the man who was as lonely as the wolf.

Xiao Qian said enviously, "Good, I don't know where my loved ones are yet. I don't even know who I am."

His slightly sad words made Yang Zi frown.

For a long time, Xiao Qian did not show any emotions to find his loved ones, except for initially questioning his life, but later he did not mention it.

She thought he didn't care about this.

It turned out that he also needed to know who he was.

The ghost surrender who had killed him at the time had been killed by her, and there was no way to trace his life history. I really do n’t know where he came from, only that his soul was pure and full of aura.

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