Extra: (1)

This short episode is a commemorative article with a full 200,000 words in the main text of Congyunzhiding. It is an urban background story about the protagonist Qianzhen and his biological mother Lu Yulou.

The amber sunset passed through the entire building wall with glass windows, and fell into the building, as if a huge piece of gauze was floating into it.

And I am fantasizing about the tulle of the sunset.

There are already few people in the classroom.

Steps gradually scattered.

I like this feeling that the world will not forget.

There is one.

The absurdity and unruly of being independent in the world.

Life is absurd.

That's it.

The shoulder was patted three times as usual.

This is a hint that Wen Qiu deliberately emphasized.

I, love, you, the three words are a bit sticky, so let's talk with your hands!

She said this with a smile under the thick shade of summer.

The eyebrows and eyes are curved and the teeth are bright.

I also pretended to be happy as usual, turned around and gently pinched her cheek three times.

My words, love, you, are really very hot to your tongue. Physical contact can actually express closeness more. I will just say that!

This is the first day I fell in love with her.

Falling into a body symbol.

I don't actually understand what love is.

For someone who has never been loved, this is a bit too demanding.

But I don't mind trying to learn love.

Wenqiu is a good girl.

Be generous, understanding, and not overly clingy.

Qianzhen, what are you thinking?

She flashed her big eyes, full of curiosity.

I was thinking, alas, we won't meet in a month.

I'm lying.

But I don't know why I lie.

Maybe I know.

Perhaps it is because of some emotions that are not dared to touch deep in your heart.

Also Ah!

Wen Qiu also became a little distressed.

However, she is understanding after all.

But you and your mother rarely have such a long chance to get along with each other, are you looking forward to it?

Looking forward?

Regarding the term mother, there is only the back of that woman in my mind.

That's all.

I hated it once.

Expected to be.

Prayed.

Now, I seem to have let go.

We also have mobile phones and can send messages every day.

Wen Qiu shook the cell phone in his hand.

I laughed, too.

On the way home together.

Wen Qiu shook his steps and kicked up the gravel on the roadside.

Submarine.

Um?

Tell me about your past!May I?

Our home is separated by a wall, and her mother is my aunt's good friend.

So it's very close.

However, she didn't know what happened before I was taken to my aunt.

That stormy day.

My father ran away from home because he could not stand his mother's violence.

No more news.

Mother.

My mother has never hit me.

She had no time to hit me.

At that time, she was busy fighting with people in the company, right?

Maybe it won.

Because she finally has the time to remember that she has a sixteen-year-old son.

When I was ten years old, I was taken to my aunt.

Qian is really hard, right?

What?

I will make you happy for the rest of my life!

Wen Qiu took my hand.

Are you happy?

Isn’t that the other side that is beyond reach?

Thank you, Wen Qiu.

Thank you for your efforts to make such a futile promise.

Has anyone ever said that life is nothing more than one futile after another.