After the divorce, Mr. Lu was addicted to clinging to her

Those scenes of mother-daughter recognition that had been rehearsed in her mind thousands of times, but now none of them are useful.

She didn't cry, she didn't get angry, she didn't blame them for losing her, she didn't blame them for not looking for her.

Looking at Song Nuannuan quietly, she couldn't say anything.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Mo's body became numb for a moment, so numb that he couldn't feel anything, he could only feel his heart throbbing.

Raising his right hand, Lin Mo gently touched Song Nuan's face, his arms and palms were trembling.

She didn't even realize she was shaking.

This person is her mother.

On the side, Zhou Jinnian looked at Lin Mo's cautiousness and Lin Mo reaching out to touch Song Wennuan, and he was also stunned.

Looking at Lin Mo without blinking his eyelids, Zhou Jinnian stopped breathing.

Today's Xiaomo seems to be different from before, and his mind is a little heavy.

When the fingertips touched Song Nuannuan, Lin Mo's body couldn't help trembling.

In the next second, the circles of his eyes turned red, and his heart was inexplicably twisted.

Swallowing his saliva, Lin Mo's heart felt sore, and his right hand lightly touched Song Wennuan's face, trembling even more violently before he knew it.

He held his breath and wanted to relieve his discomfort, but his heart was blocked even more, and his whole body was even more uncomfortable.

Before she knew who her parents were, she did have the intention of blaming them for not finding her for so many years.

But right now, apart from distress, Lin Mo has no other feelings.

Her eyes were red and she stared at Song Nuannuan intently. Only God knew how hard she had spent to keep her tears from falling.

"Xiao Mo, what's the matter with you?" Zhou Jinnian put his hands on Lin Mo's shoulders.

Feeling the strength of Zhou Jinnian's hand on his shoulder, Lin Mo turned his head to look at Zhou Jinnian, and said as calmly as possible, "I was moved after hearing so many stories about you and Aunt Song."

After saying this, Lin Mo blinked, and two lines of tears still fell uncontrollably.

Embarrassed, he smiled at Zhou Jinnian. Just as Lin Mo was about to raise his hand to wipe away tears, Zhou Jinnian wiped away her tears in front of her: "Xiao Mo, you are still pregnant with a baby, don't cry."

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Jinnian blamed himself and said, "It's all my fault. It's because I shouldn't have told Xiao Mo that these things affect your mood."

Zhou Jinnian blamed himself, Lin Mo raised his hand to wipe his face, smiled and said to him: "Uncle Zhou, I'm fine, don't think too much."

Looking down at Lin Mo, seeing that Lin Mo's eyes were still wet, Zhou Jinnian wiped her again.

After that, he turned around and looked at the ice coffin again: "Warmth, this girl is Xiao Mo, she is Wenfeng's wife, and I get along very well."

"If you were still around, you two would definitely be good friends because you have so many similarities."

Zhou Jinnian said that she and Song Nuannuan had many similarities, and Lin Mo's eye circles turned red again.

No wonder the first time she saw Song Wennuan's body, she always felt familiar. No wonder that when Zhou Jinnian tied her to the Song family's old house, she always felt familiar and felt that she had been there before.

It turned out that those were all her subconscious memories.

When Zhou Jinnian turned to look at him, Lin Mo immediately smiled again, hiding his emotions.

"Little Mo."