Madam escaped

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Of course, I don't care about everyone's opinions on sculpture, but when the teacher asked each of us to submit a work, when we touched the delicate and cold mud, what came to mind most was the face that had been engraved in my heart many years ago .

I wonder if she is doing well?

Speaking of it, this relationship was always because I was a deserter, and I was sorry for her.It is right for her not to contact me, and I have no face to contact her again, just like what I told her at the airport, forget it, it can make her feel better, and it can also save her from the possibility of not being accepted by the world. Accompanied by her escape from the dishonorable relationship, she continued her perfect life like a princess.

☆、Chapter 82

I thought it would take at least a year to set foot on the hot land of the motherland again. Unexpectedly, our group of fashion shows integrating Chinese and Western characteristics were invited by the French Ministry of Foreign Affairs and were scheduled to be held in Shanghai in November as a symbol of Sino-French friendship. Showcase.

This represents a great honor, directly agreed by Robert and Jenny, and I naturally want to accompany.

Before returning home, I stayed at home for a few days.As always, I cook and do housework, and draw my mother in my spare time.

One day, my father was not at home, and my mother kept looking at me, crying when she watched.When I comforted her, she touched my back and asked me: "Daughter, you still think about her, don't you?"

"Who? I don't think about who, I just miss you and Dad more." I pretended to be garlic.

Knowing daughter Mo Ruomu, she didn't believe it at all, and told me a story about her.It turned out that she fell in love with her father when she was in college, and she had agreed to graduate and get married, but she never thought about returning to China at that time.Later, just before graduation, she had a strange feeling for the model she invited for her graduation project. The model was French, a girl in her early 20s.

"This incident made your father feel insulted. He was so emotional that he was about to kill someone. Therefore, I can only choose to return to China early with your father and get married, and I didn't come to France again until this time when I became seriously ill."

My mother put her arms around me, patted my shoulder and said: "Linglong, mother can understand that you have such feelings for a homosexual, and also knows how deep your affection is, and the pain in your heart is deep. In fact, let What shocked my mother was not the news that you fell in love with the same sex, but it reminded me of the past when I failed a girl 30 years ago. It was the strong sense of guilt and guilt that made me sick. And your father, he On the one hand, it is out of love for you, and it is also because of the shadow left by my mother that I persecute you like this."

She choked up and said: "Zhou girl is very good, she loves you very much, and she is very brave. That day, she begged me and your father to let us agree to you being together. It was your father who made a bet with her, and you will never admit that you are right. Her feelings. Because both your father and I know that you are a pure and kind child, you are the kind of good child who would rather hurt yourself than make your parents sad..."

When she said this, I had turned from the shock of learning about my mother's past to the extreme pain. I knew that my denial hurt Zhou Manting that day, but I didn't expect that I would cut it off with my own hands after she made so much effort. Broke her only expectation of me.Not only did I betray her trust, but I also trampled on her undying love for me in front of everyone.

Am I still human?

My absent-minded tears frightened my mother. She kept wiping my tears and persuaded: "Linglong, if you have a chance this time, you can go to her. Daughter, mother knows that she is very important to you. This time, you don't have to worry about me and your father anymore, you should be brave and chase her back."

My mother's expression is full of encouragement and regret for me. I think she must have been guilty all her life because of the past betrayal and pain.

what can I say?Blame the parents?

In fact, I should really blame myself, my own choice, and after many years, I embarked on the same old path as my mother.

My heart was ashamed and I asked my mother: "What about the person you failed back then? How is she?"

Tears welled up in her mother's eyes and she cried, "She went to a convent and died a few years ago."

A love has been buried for many years, long enough for the two to be gray-haired, long enough for one to repent his whole life, and the other to be buried deep in the loess.

Who do you blame?

Blaming the world for being overwhelmed, wasting years in the secular world, waiting to grow old, empty and sad!

This kind of sad mood lasted until I returned to China, and when I was preparing for the largest international hotel in Shanghai, I saw a banner hanging outside the organizer, which read: Congratulations on the successful holding of the China-France Friendship Executive Meeting. All employees of An Group.

In the temporary backstage, Julie kept coordinating the female models she was looking for in Shanghai, and kept admiring that only oriental women can perfectly display this kind of immortality.

Jenny was sitting next to me putting on makeup, while letting me take the time to show them the beauty of Shanghai.

But I was just stuck in my own emotions, thinking a lot: Gu'an Group belongs to the Zhou family, what position does she hold in it now?Does she know I'm here?Will she be there?what should I do?

I even thought for a while that it would be fine not to show up, and it would be okay to find a model similar to my figure to replace it, but I was defeated by the desire to see her in my heart, and finally found a hollow mask to wear on stage.

Life is always day after day, and there will always be some scenes that seem to be familiar, and it seems like a lifetime away.

Walking on the dark runway, I felt like the girl who was as bright as a fairy descended from the world many years ago. I followed her slowly to the front of the brightest light. The moment I stopped, she playfully possessed herself in a few rows. On the most prominent woman among those seated.

She looked in our direction calmly, occasionally blinked her eyes, and occasionally lowered her head to say a few words to an outstanding man beside her. After she finished speaking, she continued to look calmly at the center of the field.

And I kept looking at her, under the mask, unscrupulous!

☆、Chapter 83

I watched her heartily on the stage and knew that she was very good, that was enough.

Later, I didn’t show up again, but after the staff removed the channel, I walked through the lobby with Julie to go back to the hotel room, but was stopped by some fans who were fascinated by us.

If it's a foreign media, of course I don't need to come out, but this is China, and it's my territory, so I can only come forward.

"Helen, hello! We like you very much. We know that you came back from other provinces this time. Can you sign for us?"

I have never signed it just because of the work and filling in the materials, and it is the first time to sign for the sake of signing.

Seeing me pouted, Julie put her arms around my shoulders and smiled in my ear: "Sweetheart, be happy. Keep a good demeanor, so that more people will like you!"

I smiled helplessly and signed them.After signing about twenty tickets, a female fan gossiped with red eyes: "Helen, is this sister Julie your girlfriend?"