The world of the goddess can only be seen from a distance.

In the high school environment where she loves to play in love, she does not do anything except to read silently.

At this time, this perfect goddess in the eyes of all the students just returned home.

Snapped!

She opened the door and slapped her cheek.

A bright red palm print appears on the white skin.

Mourning did not seem to have any feelings, raised a beautiful peach eye, looked at the woman in front of a wheelchair, gloomy face...

Moshan.

"Mom." She screamed, and she said hello.

"How come back so late?"

Moshan's eyes are cold and cold. After 18 years, her appearance has changed a lot.

Year-round accumulation of hatred and bad behavior, she is tortured into a middle-aged woman who is old.

The wrinkles in the corners of the eyes are very deep. Although her appearance has changed, her inner hatred has increased.

"I don't know if I can't act easily? How can I raise you with such an unconscion?"

Moining did not defend, just pushed the wheelchair to the bedroom, and lowered his eyebrows. "I'm sorry, I went to a school."

Mossan was cold and cold, letting Moin take her to the bed and cover her with a quilt, and then she said, "You should not go out during this time. When I do some preparation, we will return to Z. ""

return?

When Mourning glanced, he asked subconsciously, "Mom, have you been to Z before?"

It should have been, otherwise she would not say so.

Moreover, she will not let her non-reading Z country universities, she even let her learn the Z language in advance.

boom……

Without warning, Moshan picked up the ashtray on the bedside table and hit him heavily on Menin.

Seeing that she did not move and did not hide, the hard-won to bear this blow, the anger in my heart was slightly relieved, but the face was still cold.

"Less talk, and how smart I am with you, how do I let you do what you obey!"

The pain of the hit belly fell, and Mourning endured it.

"understood."

She was about to leave, suddenly remembered something, like a subordinate treating the boss, respectfully asked, "The day after tomorrow, my classmates invited me to a graduation party, can I go?"

"No!" Moshan did not want to refuse.

If you usually, Mourning will obey.

"But the day after tomorrow... is my birthday."

She knew that Moshan would not give her a birthday, and maybe even forgot her birthday.

But each of her classmates remembered that she even hosted a birthday party for her by the day she was about to graduate.

She is not made of stone, how can she not be moved?

"I can't do it if I can't!"

"mom……"

On the face of Mo Ning's face, there was a pleading of grief. Although the eyes of the peach blossoms were bleak, they could not ignore the fascinating charm.

Seeing the eyes of Mossan squinting slightly, another pair of almost identical peach eyes emerged in his mind.

The same fascinating.

The same ghosts are taken.

The hatred in my heart is like a fire. For a time, Moss’s face is awkward.

But soon, she calmed down again, and the resentment in her eyes was replaced by the kindness of her love, and her tone gradually softened.

"Well, Ning Ning, I want to go, let's go, my mother just has a bad mood, don't worry."

In the eyes of Mo Ning, the color of excitement finally rose, and even the tone rose.

"Thank you!"