Kiss Addiction

Airport.

Tong Mai stared at the crowd, countless people hugged each other with tears, unable to hide their excitement when they met.

If her mother was still alive, she would definitely come to pick up the plane early like other mothers, waiting for her return... It's a pity that she didn't have that life! The only person who loved her dearly died young unfortunately.

Pushing the luggage, she walked forward without looking sideways, without looking at the people who were picking up the plane next to her, because she could predict that no one would welcome her back, so she simply put on large sunglasses to cover up all the troubles in her eyes. Lost!

In fact, she has nothing to lose! Are you used to it? I am used to being alone, I am used to not being valued by others, I am used to being rejected by others...

"Taxi! xx cemetery."

She called a taxi and headed for the cemetery where her mother was buried...

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In the weather in March, the breeze carried a hint of coolness, and it felt cool on the face.

"Mom, I haven't seen you for a long time, you won't be angry, will you?"

As soon as Tong Mai came to her tombstone, she embraced her tombstone affectionately, unable to hide her missing of her mother...

"Mom, I miss you so much...I miss you so much..." The voice in her mouth gradually became a little vague. At this moment, tears were streaming down her cheeks. At this moment, she seemed to have become Extraordinarily fragile.

"Mom, do you hate it? The love you waited for, what did you wait for? His betrayal came!" He also waited for his own death.

Looking at the beautiful and elegant portrait of her mother with tearful eyes, Tong Mai felt a pang of distress and hatred mixed together, tormenting her life and death.

However, the more it hurt, she stubbornly wiped away the tears on her cheeks, as if she wanted to prove that she had never cried before, and wiped away the tears...

Just because his mother doesn't hate him doesn't mean she won't hate him.

He never fulfilled his responsibilities as a father to herself, and she did not blame him, but she definitely could not forgive him for being cruel to his mother...

Thinking of this, Tong Mai's eyes flashed a strong vengeance, as if he wished his father would be buried with his mother.

She gently wiped her photo with her sleeve, feeling distressed, "No matter what, I will live a strong life." Only in this way can my mother feel at ease and not worry about her...

Nestled in front of her monument, as if she had never left. Recalling her mother's love for her before, it was as sweet as honey, but in reality, she was alone, alone, and the feeling of helplessness expanded to the maximum in her body.

I don't know how long it took, maybe it was because of the long flight, she was tired; or maybe it was because she returned to her mother's "embrace", the long-lost, familiar feeling made her rely on her so reassuringly, and fell asleep... …

There were no nightmares, no awakening, and she seemed to sleep a little deeply. This was the first time she slept so peacefully since her mother died at the age of six...

In her sleep, she seemed to see her mother's face, gently stroking her head, holding her in her arms, and her every move was so kind and pampering. However, all of a sudden, the mother shook off her hand and left...

"Mom, mom...wait for me..."

An eager voice escaped from her throat, and her hands kept waving in the air.

"Wheat, wheat, wake up... wake up..."

A thick voice resounded above her head, shaking her body...