Action to Save Little White Flower [Quick Transmigration GL]

Shen Qingwei and Zhao Xingyue didn't hide from Father Zhao and Mother Zhao when they were together.

Knowing that a daughter likes a girl, and her daughter actually being with a girl are two different things.

After receiving the notice, Zhao's father smoked half a pack of cigarettes in the room, and Zhao's mother touched the photos of Zhao Xingyue from childhood to adulthood and remained silent for a long time.

"It's been a long time for the two of them." Father Zhao said, "Okay, don't act like a wicked mother-in-law and scare them both."

"What evil mother-in-law?" Mother Zhao glanced at her husband, "I'm just thinking, do you understand? You said that if they get married, will they both wear wedding dresses, or one will wear a wedding dress and the other will wear a wedding dress?" A suit?"

Father Zhao: "..."

Even after living together for so many years, he still can't adapt to his wife's god-like turning ability.

Grandpa Zhao has a good ability to accept, and he happily sent blessings, and said that if the two planned to hold a wedding abroad, he would definitely come to send blessings with his old bones.

Shen Qingwei was stunned by the Zhao family's support for this matter.

"I thought... I thought..."

Zhao Xingyue looked at her with a smile, "What do you think?"

Shen Qingwei's face was flushed.

Can she say that she has even imagined how Zhao's mother scolded her, and how the Zhao family would treat her, the white-eyed wolf who bent Zhao Xingyue?She even thought about the fact that she and Zhao Xingyue broke up due to family pressure, and she hid in the quilt and cried secretly for several times.

I didn't expect things to go so smoothly.

It's not that Zhao Xingyue didn't find out that Shen Qingwei shed tears behind her back, but it's useless for her to comfort such things. Only Zhao's parents and Zhao's mother can express their views before it can be effective.

She didn't tell Shen Qingwei how long she had talked with Zhao's father and Zhao's mother before she got their sincere blessings.

Shen Qingwei didn't need to know about this.

She just needs to be happy to be her bride.

The eve of the wedding.

Shen Qingwei was pulled into the room by Zhao's mother.

She had completely lost contact with the Shen family after graduating from high school. When she was in college, she had taken the initiative to find Shen's mother, but just like Shen's father who was lonely and unbearably looking for a new love after his wife left for less than a year, Shen's mother was found by her. At the time, there was already a two-year-old boy under his knees who was raised to be mischievous and domineering.

Her new husband is still an alcoholic. Shen Qingwei saw the bruises on her neck and guessed the fact that she was still suffering from domestic violence, but when she asked whether Shen's mother would like to leave with her, But was rejected by the other party.

She thought, Zhao Xingyue was right.

Some people are born to live on their knees in this world.

She thought that her mother should be the kind of sacrificer that Zhao Xingyue mentioned.

After she escaped from a husband who abused her, she threw herself into the arms of another domestic abuser.

Not necessarily because of love, maybe more because she enjoys the feeling of self-sacrifice when she is being abused by the family.

In layman's terms, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer. No matter how painful she behaves, it is difficult to conceal her willingness, so no one can save her.

So for Shen Qingwei, Zhao's mother is her other mother compared to her own biological mother.

At this time, Zhao's mother pulled her into the room, and she was so nervous that she could hardly speak.

Although Mother Zhao's attitude towards her relationship with Zhao Xingyue was always supportive and blessing, but she was always uneasy in her heart, for fear that Mother Zhao would hold grudges against her.

She secretly looked at Zhao's mother's expression, and the other's face looked very serious, which made Shen Qingwei's heart aroused even more.

"Vivi, I know you are a good boy."

……

The bell in the auditorium rang, and Shen Qingwei looked at the woman walking towards her.

After a serious illness, Zhao Xingyue's fair complexion was so white that it looked like high-quality porcelain. At this time, under the background of the black wedding dress, she was so white that she almost glowed.

The two finally decided to use two sets of wedding dresses, but a compromise method of one black and one white.

"Ms. Zhao Xingyue, are you willing to..."

"Ms. Shen Qingwei, are you willing to..."

Shen Qingwei stared at the person in front of her, and Mother Zhao's words rang in her ears.

"Ah Yue has been obedient since she was a child, but her father and I both know that she is an extremely stubborn person, and no one can change the things she is sure of."

"Actually, I have imagined more than once that Ah Yue found a handsome husband, married him and had children, and the house was full of children. When I knew that she liked you, I was very disappointed and confused. You are a good boy, It doesn't mean that I can accept you and Ah Yue together."

"But Ah Yue told me that no one can bring her happiness except you, so I entrust her to you, and hope that you will treat her well, cherish her, and love her just like you love yourself."

"I would," she said.

An excited voice came from the auditorium, "Now invite the bride to kiss the bride!"

Shen Qingwei turned her head and found that the person who spoke was actually Zhao Xingyue's grandfather. The gray-haired old man was wearing a neat suit and was raising his hands to cheer.

She laughed, but her head was turned away, and a pair of soft lips covered her.

The flower girl grabbed the petals and threw them high, and the white rose petals fell on the heads of the two.

applause.

Mother Zhao leaned in her husband's arms, applauding and weeping at the same time.

……

"vomit--"

When the show was over, Mother Zhao suddenly covered her mouth, ran to the side, and retched violently.

"Auntie, auntie, what's the matter with you?" Shen Qingwei chased after her with a worried face while holding her skirt.

As her biological daughter, Zhao Xingyue took a look at her father, and then unhurriedly turned her gaze to her mother. After her complexion returned to normal, she said slowly, "Mom, you must be pregnant, right?"

They used interrogative sentences, but after glancing at Mother Zhao's belly, she was basically sure.

She controls the bad luck, and in Zhao's mother's womb, at this time, there is a group of vitality that counteracts the bad luck she controls is vigorously growing and gestating.

Mother Zhao rolled her eyes, "What nonsense are you talking about, I'm already old, how is it possible!"

What she said was categorical, but Zhao Xingyue had a half-smile, "Maybe my father will grow stronger all the time."

"Impossible," Mother Zhao said with certainty, "When you were born, your father had a circumcision."

"Who told you that vasectomy is [-]% safe," Zhao Xingyue shrugged, "No matter what, after finishing my work, Mom should follow me to the hospital for a checkup."

The implication of her words seemed to be that a child would definitely be born in Zhao's mother's womb.

Zhao's mother and her husband looked at each other with suspicion in their eyes. Could it be that he really has it?

But she quickly shook her head again, how could it be possible, she was almost fifty, how could she give birth to a child, besides, her husband had been sterilized a long time ago...

Zhao's mother did a checkup in a distraught state.

When the doctor congratulated her on the three-month-old child, Zhao Xingyue burst out laughing at the expression on Zhao's mother's face, "Mom, don't you think it's a problem if you haven't had your period for three months?"

Zhao's mother looked shy, "I thought it was menopause..."

When she was pregnant with a child at a very young age, Zhao's mother refused to ask for it.

"If it gets out, how will people laugh at me?" Zhao's mother angrily imagined the days when she was being teased, "Lin Yi, you are an old clam like a pearl!"

"Mom, even if you don't want to have a baby, think about it for me and Weiwei. It's impossible for us to have our own child. If your child is born, you can raise it as our child."

Under Zhao Xingyue's repeated insistence, Zhao's mother was finally persuaded and decided to keep the child.

The appearance of this child was actually expected by Zhao Xingyue.

She had seen the original fate of Zhao's mother and Zhao's father. After the original body died young, they also welcomed their second child when they were in their fifties.

She even knew the child's name.

Zhao Liming.

The dawn that appeared after the stars and the moon receded.

Zhao Xingyue did not die young, and Zhao's mother did not suffer from excessive grief and damage to her body because of her daughter's death. Now Zhao's mother is in good health after careful nursing, and her health is no worse than that of a person in her thirties. She gave birth without any torture, and gave birth to her second child with ease.

After soliciting everyone's opinions on naming, Fate finally went on the original path.

"Xiao Ming, Xiao Ming, it took Xiao Ming 300 minutes to walk 5 meters, what is his average speed..."

Hearing Zhao Xingyue's voice, Shen Qingwei burst out laughing, "Zhao Xingyue, do you tease my brother like this?"

The young classmate Xiao Ming is not yet sensible, and he is spitting bubbles foolishly.Look at the wicked gleam in his pretty sister's eyes.

Zhao Xingyue's body began to decline at the age of 27.

In the past five years, her health has not been considered good, with few serious illnesses and frequent minor illnesses. One-fourth of the time for twelve months a year is in the hospital for injections and infusions.

Her and Shen Qingwei's small home will always smell strongly of traditional Chinese medicine.

Zhao Xingyue actually wanted to say that there is no need to make such a fuss, anyway, she will live to be 28 years old, and she can only live to be 28 years old, but facing Shen Qingwei's worried eyes, she still poured bowl after bowl of bitter medicine into the throat.

It has to be said that after taking the medicine, her physical condition is indeed much better than without taking the medicine.

"elder sister!"

As soon as the door was opened, classmate Xiao Ming hit Zhao Xingyue's leg like a cannonball.

This kid is only four or five years old, and he is already extremely strong, with flesh all over his face, and he can't see his sister's peerless appearance at all. Only when he smiles, his inherited fox eyes can see a little The shadow of Zhao Xingyue and Zhao's father.

"Sister hug!"

Zhao Xingyue pulled the man off his lap, "I can't hold him, little fat man!"

"Woooooo, I'm not fat..."

Classmate Xiao Ming covered his face and began to fake cry. While crying, he secretly glanced at the expression of his own sister. Seeing that she ignored him, he glanced at Shen Qingwei who came out of the kitchen from the corner of his eye, and rushed towards her with short legs.

"Sister Weiwei, my sister said I was fat."

"Where is it fat, where is it fat?" Shen Qingwei picked him up neatly, squeezed his chubby little arms, "Our Xiao Ming is called strong."

She looked at Zhao's father and Zhao's mother, and greeted skillfully: "Mom and Dad, sit down, there are fruits on the coffee table, I'm still cooking, let Ah Yue pour tea for you."

Mother Zhao rolled up her sleeves after changing her shoes, "I'll help you."

Father Zhao took his son and walked to the sofa with Zhao Xingyue.

"How do you feel?"

"good."

"What do you mean by okay?"

Facing Father Zhao's question, Zhao Xingyue was dumbfounded.

She couldn't tell Father Zhao that she didn't have a few months to live.

What she didn't know was that although she didn't say it, whether it was Shen Qingwei, or Zhao's father and Zhao's mother, there was always a feeling that the day of her departure was approaching.

"Dad." Zhao Xingyue said suddenly, "If one day, I mean if, after I leave, can I invite you?" She looked at Shen Qingwei who was discussing how to cook a dish with Zhao's mother in the kitchen, and said: "Help me take care of Vivi."

Father Zhao's hand patted his shoulder. Even though he was over fifty years old, the man's palm was still as firm and strong as Zhao Xingyue's when he was young.

He closed his eyes, "OK."

Sitting in the corner of the sofa, Xiao Ming, who was watching TV, turned his head and secretly wiped the tears off his face.

……

Father Zhao's promise was not fulfilled because Shen Qingwei didn't give him a chance.

After knocking on the door several times, but no familiar footsteps came from the door, Zhao's mother, who had a bad feeling, tremblingly took out the spare key that Zhao Xingyue and Shen Qingwei had given her a long time ago.

The door opened, and the room inside the door was as tidy as before. On the dining table that could be seen after entering the door, there was a white porcelain vase. Inside the porcelain vase, three lilies were blooming elegantly and fragrantly.

Mother Zhao's eyes slowly swept across the room.

So clean and so tidy.

It was clean and tidy, as if someone had cleaned everything in the house on purpose and was about to leave this place.

Mother Zhao didn't know what kind of mood she was using to unscrew the door of the master bedroom.

Inside the door, two girls in wedding dresses were snuggling up on the bed.

The black and white wedding dress is intertwined and blooms on the bed at the same time, like a single black and white flower.

Mother Zhao leaned into her husband's arms and began to sob softly.

Father Zhao hugged his wife's shoulders and patted her on the back.

Zhao Liming stared blankly at the scene in the room.

He was too young to understand the meaning of death.

He walked over blankly, trying to wake up one of them, but what he got was not a sweet kiss, nor an intimate call, but a cold, chilling silence.

"Sister, sister Weiwei..."

Mother Zhao's sobs turned into wailing.

……

Many years later.

Zhao's mother and Zhao's father are already gray-haired old people, and Zhao Liming has also become an outstanding young man.

Ching Ming Festival.

Zhao Liming put the flowers in front of the tombstone, "Sister, sister Weiwei, don't worry, I will take good care of my parents."

On the tombstone, there are two girls standing holding hands, with gentle smiles.