C19 (1/2)

If that had not happened, would the young master have been like her? Growing up carefree? His heart was filled with sunshine? Not like now, in the shadow of darkness?

Why did the grudges of the previous generation have to be placed on the children …

The air in the yard smelled sweet.

Sunlight scattered on the pure white flowers. From afar, the vast expanse of white looked as beautiful as real snowflakes.

Qiao Xinran strolled along the path of flowers. Whenever a breeze blew by, the flowers in the garden would sway with the wind, as if they were swimming in a sea of flowers.

As expected, the outside world was the best. Even the air was dozens of times fresher than the air in the room!

There was a large swing under the shade of a tree. Qiao Xinran sat on it and swung around as she raised her head to look at the blue sky and white clouds.

At that time, she had gone to the amusement park with her brother and her parents. Her mother had taken her brother by one hand and held her by the other.

His little brother would always jump up happily, to the point that every time he took a photo, it would be very strange. But at that time, the family's smile was so sweet and happy!

Dad also said that in the future, he would build a playground for her and her brother, a playground that only belonged to the two of them …

Happy times, always so nostalgic.

No one could ever have imagined that ten years later, her mother would be in another world, and yet she was here, bitterly persevering.

Dad had married another woman, a woman who looked like a witch, with a smile on her face but a murderous intent behind it.

As for his younger brother, because his father didn't care about him, he was casually dealt with by that woman, so his whereabouts were unknown now.

However, she was powerless and could not even find the whereabouts of her little brother.

Mom, if you're in heaven, can you help me? Let me find my brother?

Even if he never grows up healthy like other children, I want to stay by his side and take care of him …

A warm breeze blew, causing Qiao Xinran to smile faintly, but her tears had long ago drenched her face.

Maybe Han Mo bullied his a little too much these few days? It wasn't like her at all to have become so sentimental.

Qiao Xinran descended from the swing and saw the fake mountain from afar.

Who was that figure she saw that day? Do you want to ask Uncle Chang? He had been here for so long, he might not know.

With this thought, he walked to the front of the fake mountain and habitually looked towards the crack in the rock. He was shocked. Because there was even a piece of paper there!

Her heart suddenly started pounding wildly. She looked around and realized that she was the only person in the garden in the silent afternoon.

Even so, he still took down the piece of paper with anticipation. The familiar scent of ink lingered in his nose, giving him an indescribable feeling of excitement.

The moment she opened the paper, she almost cried out in surprise.

Because on the snow-white drawing paper, there was actually a complete drawing!

A girl was leaning on the swing, looking up at the sky in a daze, but there were two lines of tears running down her face. However, there was no expression of sadness on the girl's face. Instead, it was a rare serenity.