It’s really uncomfortable to go to Zhou Xiwen and watch her cry.
Aunt Gu, don’t cry. With a little sob, she gently hugged her eyes and turned red involuntarily.
Zhou Xiwen hugged AnMuXi conveniently, and suddenly she had comfort, which made her more selfcontrolled.
At home, she is crying secretly by herself. Compared with the other two men, she is naturally more emotional and afraid of affecting their emotions. She almost pretends nothing in front of others at home.
Maybe that’s why it’s been suppressed for a long time and it’s overloaded.
Aunt xiaoxi … it’s really uncomfortable in my heart.
My aunt Bai Gu has raised her own flesh and blood for decades, and suddenly one day she doesn’t remember herself. What could be more painful for a mother than sending a whitehaired person to a blackhaired person?
Zhou Xiwen sobbed. How can that smelly little … how can you forget it? I’m his own mother. I’ve worked hard to raise him for decades. Is he grateful at all? How can … Little bush, he shouldn’t forget me. He shouldn’t …
He shouldn’t … really shouldn’t … I’m his mother … mother …
Tearing my heart out and crying, Anmuxi’s ear lingered over and over again, like a thorn in her heart.
If Zhou Xiwen’s pain at the moment is caused by Gu Zhuoyang, then the culprit of this series of tragedies is her An Muxi.
But instead of being punished in the slightest, she was spoiled by Gu Zhuoyang and forgiven by all the family members.
AntiZhou Xiwen is saddened, but she can’t even do the most basic comfort well …
An Muxi’s throat swelled and he kept swallowing as if he could not let himself feel suffocated.
She felt more and more guilty because she understood Zhou Xiwen’s pain.
Yes, she owes not only Gu Zhuoyang but also her family …
Aunt Gu, don’t worry, I will try my best to help Gu Zhuoyang remember.
Dr. Jane said that he still has a chance to recover his memory if he needs rehabilitation training. Aunt Gu, please believe me.
I will be with him from now on.
An Muxi’s words finally made Zhou Xiwen gradually stop crying.
Wiping away tears, she looked at AnMuXi in the hazy sight, and her eyes were more gratified.
Yes, the gains and losses are accompanied by amnesia, forgetting her as a mother, but she has gained her happiness.
This taste is not a good thing? If this can make him as happy as he is now, what’s the point of forgetting her if he is not as silent and lonely as before?
Since ancient times, I have pity on my parents. Which parent didn’t live for their children? You have to have a good child to be happy, don’t you?
Zhou Xiwen took An Muxi’s hand and helped her wipe the tears from her cheeks with the other hand. She asked lovingly, Aunt Xiaoxi, can I ask you a question?
An Muxi smiled and nodded Good question
Are you with Zhuo Yang now because you feel guilty about him?
Hear AnMuXi not tiny one zheng.
She thought about this problem.
Zhou Xi waited quietly for her answer, and she was somewhat uneasy.
She knew how much she loved this girl. She couldn’t imagine how painful it would be if Anmuxi suddenly disappeared or left one day.
Aunt Gu, do you mind that I am a divorced woman? Generally, a noble family like Gu Jia should not even let her in, but Zhou Xiwen supports her everywhere.
Zhou Xiwen smiled. Silly boy, if I mind, how can I hope you will be with my baby? I know it’s not your fault in the past. Women sometimes have failed relationships or marriages to truly understand what they really want.
Xiaoxi, I know that you broke the south wall before you decided to turn back. Even if you love him for so many years now, you may not forget that he is also a woman.
Zhou Xiwen hung his eyes. Aunt has a reluctant invitation. Xiaoxi, I don’t want anything from you. I hope you can accompany Zhuo Yang well. What he needs now, can you promise me not to leave him?