Today Should Be Preferred

Perhaps he saw her behind the car, and deliberately ignored it, or perhaps he didn't. Shu Tinglan chased to the gate of the community and watched his car leave.

The temperature in the late autumn night was very low. She was in a hurry to come out. Her long black curly hair was draped wet, her body was a black suspender nightdress, and she was draped in a black knit gown at home. The whole body was black, making her look like that. His face was extraordinarily pale, only the red high-heeled shoes in his hands were the only bright color, which was particularly dazzling in the silent night.

After finally taking a taxi and rushing to the hospital, doctors, nurses, and nurses rushed in, each with their own rhetoric. She only heard the most important sentence:

"Check the surveillance and found it, your mother is on the rooftop of the top floor."

In the dark night, her mother was sitting in a wheelchair looking into the distance, blending with the vast world, her thin body wrapped in a white hospital gown.

The doctors and nurses thought that her mother would not want to run up to the rooftop. Only Shu Tinglan knew that her mother would not commit suicide, let alone commit suicide in this way, because her mother loved her.

Shu Tinglan walked over and squatted beside her, holding her mother's hand

"mom."

"Here?" Mother was calm as if she were in the living room at home.

"Yeah." Shu Tinglan's voice was hoarse, wearing thin clothes and blowing in the night breeze for so long, showing signs of catching a cold.

The mother slowly turned her head to look at her, and then fixed her eyes on her naked neck and chest. On the snow-white skin, there were red ambiguous kiss marks.

The mother's eyes were suddenly cold and emotional, she reached out and slammed Shu Tinglan's knitted jacket, almost falling out of the wheelchair. Shu Tinglan hurriedly supported her, letting her tore, her coat slipped off, and her mother had red marks on her beautiful shoulders and necks.

"Tell you not to love yourself, tell you not to love yourself."

One punch hit Shu Tinglan's body. The doctors and nurses wanted to stop, but Shu Tinglan's eyes stopped. She gently embraced her mother to soothe

"Mom, I was wrong. I promise I won't dare anymore. I will respect and love myself." She said softly and calmly enough.

"Lan Lan, don't trust men easily, men don't have a good thing."

"I know."

Mother's mood gradually calmed down, Shu Tinglan pushed her back to the ward, the doctor gave her a tranquilizer, and finally fell asleep peacefully.

"Your mother is usually emotionally stable, and she cooperates with treatment very rarely. We will do a comprehensive examination for her tomorrow."

"Okay, thanks for your hard work."

Shu Tinglan wore black clothes. His slightly curly black hair was dry and scattered casually. It was in sharp contrast with the hospital late at night, especially the red high-heeled shoes stepping on the empty corridor, making a dad. The clatter makes people feel itchy

The doctors and nurses only had a few words floating in their minds, "beauty is indispensable."

Shu Tinglan sent three thousand yuan as a red envelope to the nurse on WeChat, hoping that she could be more dedicated when she nursed her mother. There was only this she could do, nothing else.

I didn't get home until early in the morning, and there was only what my mother said in my mind, to love myself. But she was 25 years old, and she hadn't touched a man's hand before tonight, so how could she love herself.

Tonight, for the first time with Zhuo Yuan, she did not regret it. This did not conflict with self-love. In her opinion, self-love means being responsible for everything she did. She was very clear about what she was doing and could do This is responsible.