Shuangli of kmhm

?The weather is getting warmer, and the small park is slowly becoming lively. Some people have already put on spring shirts.The professor started to ask me about going to the United States for exchange. He had already taken care of me and reserved a place for me. Now it's time to make a decision.

Li Wen had encouraged me to go there a long time ago. He has an apartment in the United States. If I don’t want to live in a hospital apartment, I can go to him.And another writer Mr. Kim Shin-hyuk who came to our house before is also there now and can take care of me.Speaking of this, he was complacent, "Although I don't know your professional aspect, I can't help you, but it's more than enough to ask friends to take care of you. It is said that you rely on your parents at home, and rely on friends when you go out. Xinhyuk is a loyal enough friend." , no matter what, you can bother him as hard as you can, it's all mine."

There are still some trivial matters in the hospital, which are entrusted to Dr. Li of the same department.When I contacted Dr. Chi, she was also very happy for me and said some precautions.

In all fairness, I really haven't paid much attention to Mr. Che during this period of time. On the one hand, it's because of Li Wen's concern. On the other hand, he is also very busy recently. The internal struggle of the Shengjin Group has left him with no time to spare.But luckily, in our last few occasional meetings, he seems to be doing well and his attacks are less frequent.

But it's time to tell him something, about our shared memory.

However, when I said it, he told me that he had already remembered it, and the reason for his illness was not only because of this, it seemed that there was something else hidden at the beginning.Still, he was grateful to me.I regret that I didn't help him a lot.

I not only told Che Jun who didn't know about my memory, but also Shen Jun who knew about it.

Shen Jun, he is such a person who makes me feel close, who came to this world for me.

His hair stood up stubbornly, like his character, so stubborn, but willing to listen to me attentively. "It's been hard for so many years, isn't it?"

He was also at a loss for words, as if he guessed what I would say.

I flattened his hair little by little and smoothed it, "Mr. Che and I both remembered it. Are you tired of remembering those things alone after so many years? I called you out, yes. Thank you, keep your promise , protect me, and thank you for guarding me for so many years. But now we have grown up, Mr. Che and I have enough to bear. If you are tired, just rest and rest." His hair was finally smoothed by me, It's as docile as Mr. Che's hair.

The day to go abroad is coming, my mother got busy early and cooked a good meal that night.That look, it looks like I will not come back after going to the United States, of course I will come back.My dear mother, that's it, a loving mother's heart.

After dinner, I packed my luggage with my mother. She kept talking and her hands were not idle.I looked at her busy figure and said, "Mom, thank you for taking care of me like your own daughter for so many years."

Mom froze for a moment, "You, do you remember?"

I nodded, "I remember now, thank you, from the day I came here, I am your daughter. I used to be, and I will always be. For me, these 20 years, I have a A complete family, with the love of my parents and brother, I am very happy."

My mother was stunned for a while, sighed, and touched my face, "Son, why are we not? To me, you will always be our child." She lowered her eyelids and took my hand, "Son ,follow me."

I don't know why, so I came to her room with her, and she took out a necklace with a photo embedded in it, "This is the last thing she left for you, and now, I can finally give it to you."

I looked at the thing in my hand and was speechless for a while. Is this my biological mother?My impression of her has long been unclear. There was a vague shadow of her in my dream. A gentle and kind woman with a sad but caring smile on her face. Now it finally coincides with this photo. It turns out that , It turns out that this is my mother.

The way my mother took me to play freely when I was still abroad, the helpless way my mother looked when I first returned to China, the sad way my mother couldn’t protect me after Mr. Che’s father came back, scenes of the past came to my mind.

When my mother told me about her friendship with her mother, how my mother loved her father who passed away early, how my mother was struggling in the Shengjin Group, and how my mother entrusted me to her, my mother said a lot, those things It seemed to be very far away from me, yet very close to me. I couldn't say anything, I could only nod my head slightly with choked up words, and tears swirled in my eyes, but they couldn't flow down for a while.

My mother sighed, pulled me into her arms, and stroked my back repeatedly. My tears suddenly flowed down, like a river breaking an embankment, and couldn't stop it.Mother, your embrace was once as warm as your mother's.I wiped my tears in a panic for a year, thinking like this.My mother looked at me lovingly, and wiped away my tears, "Do you want to see her?" After finishing speaking, without waiting for my answer, she said to herself, "She must also want to see you."

It is the memorial tablet of the mother. For many years, only the mother came to worship her, and the incense and flowers were not extinguished all the year round.I kowtow respectfully for her with red eyes, silently making a wish in my heart, from today onwards, those who come to worship, and me.

The day after I confessed to my mother is the day to leave for the United States. The plan is for the members who are going to communicate with the hospital to go in batches and meet up there again.

Li Wen sent me to the airport, after a while, I boarded the plane.

The one who came to take the opportunity was my brother's friend, Mr. Kim Shin-hyuk, whose pen name is Ten. It is said that this person is also a mystic in front of readers. It was not until an interview with Most magazine the year before last that he revealed his true face.Male, Korean, 25 years old, unknown height, adoptive parents are American, once worked as a reporter.As for why I know so clearly?Probably because of Li Wen's science popularization, Kim Shin Hyuk visited my house twice, and we have a very good relationship with him, but on those two occasions I worked overtime in the hospital.So this time Li Wen not only popularized him with me, but also shared a lot of private and ugly photos of Mr. Jin.

However, when I saw Kim Shin Hyuk, I couldn't bear to look directly at him in my private heart.Without him, Mr. Jin's self-made pick-up sign is really ugly and eye-catching...

However, when I walked straight in front of him, he seemed to be taken aback, "! Jackson, what's wrong with you, have you arrived in America?!" His expression was exaggerated, and he couldn't believe it.

I was stunned, "Sir, you have misunderstood the person..."

His eyes were wide open, his mouth was wide open, he blinked and adjusted before saying, "Really?" Seeing my expression, he said dumbly, "Hey, it's so similar!" Then he said to me, "Sorry, I got the wrong person. , so much like my friend." After finishing speaking, he turned around, looked left and right, and shook the ugly pick-up sign vigorously, "Why hasn't Wu Liwen's sister arrived yet? You can't be kidding me, right? trip?"

I was speechless, grabbed his arm, and pressed down his sign, "Your name is Kim Shin-hyuk, right? Wu Liwen asked you to pick him up, right?" Uh, "As you guessed, I am the one you want to pick up."

He finally remembered his mission and took my luggage to the destination.But along the way, it looked like I was some strange thing, looking at me frequently, "Are you really Wu Liwen's sister?"

He still looked disbelieving, and shook his head, "You really look like Jackson! And your brother, too, looks like my former editor-in-chief. If I hadn't met your parents, I couldn't believe it. The two of you, and the two of them, really, really look alike!"

Hearing this, I was also a little curious, "How similar is it?"

"Except for the difference in personality, it is completely carved out of the same mold. There is no difference in appearance, eyebrows, eyes and body. Both of you! I used to be friends with your brother. I was shocked when I first met the editor-in-chief, but I can still He comforted me by saying that it was just a resemblance, seeing you again," he shook his head, "but I can't believe it."

Later, although the topic was led elsewhere, this incident still made me a little concerned. ?