Content preview:
Just as Xiaoxiao's career was getting stronger and stronger, the bad news came that her daughter Weiwei was killed by a car in Britain to save an old man.
Grieving, she shed tears, brought back Vivian's ashes from abroad with Li Wei and Yunfeng, and then locked herself in the room.
She hasn't seen anyone for three days. In the dark night, she wept silently at the photos of her father-in-law and Vivian, with endless joy and thoughts. Now, guarding this sadness and loneliness, Xiaoxiao's heart is broken, wandering in the confusion of life and death.
Vivian's "first seven" passed, and Mix came to the computer. She is going to send the last rehabilitation textbook to netizens and quietly leave this world.
When I turned on the computer, countless greetings immediately flew online. Old Woods (net name) said: Don't be sad, we need you! Jiao (net name) said: Love you, all those who long for health! Xiao Haifeng (net name) said: The greatest love of mankind is maternal love. Please give it to us. I am your son, and I love you. I've never met the mother of the little woman. ..........
In an instant, tears fell on the silver keyboard like pearls hanging on a thread. At this moment, what appears in front of her eyes is no longer a Chinese character composed of horizontal, vertical, left and right; It is no longer composed of A, B, C and D. ...