The tears in that eye fell suddenly, silently, but they were seen by the child. When she saw her red eyes, Moshao was at a loss, but the tight lips still had unwillingness to relax.

"Forgive my mother, don't be angry with her, okay?" Song went to shake his hand in July, and finally held him. It was a soft little hand. She dared not exert herself in her palm.

Song said softly in July, "After that, mother will always accompany you, will go to your parents'meeting, will pick you up from school, go out to play together on weekends, mother will always be by your side, never leave you,...