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For the last time, Song Yuan took Rong Ting for a personal check-up. Rong Ting was in good health. The vaccine that he can now replenish has almost been repaired in the past six months. Song Yuan noted that Rong Ting's height and weight included her head circumference. The doctors were praising Rong Ting's health. All the data are standard. It is best if you can't picky eaters.

There is a height meter at home. Song Yuan's eyes were flushed and he wrote a note on the wall, and he was six years old.

Rong Ting silently watched her do all this, he sighed softly, returned to his bedroom, and secretly put the diary book she had bought him, including the keys, in her desk drawer, he thought After he leaves, his mother-in-law should see it.

Song Yuan gave her buddha statue, Jade Pei, to Rong Hong. She still remembers the words that Rong Ting told her when she came through. Now thinking about it, it is probably that Jade Pei played a protective role. Rong Hong was seriously injured and almost killed.

Song Yuan can accept Rong Ting's return to ancient times and return to his original position, but can't accept to watch him disappear in front of herself. This day, as usual, she puts on her makeup and clothes, hugs her face. Court, said softly, "The mother-in-law has gone out. You must listen to your father and the emperor at home, and be obedient."

She thought she was going out to work, as if ... she could see him when she came back.

Rong Ting changed his costume. He clenched his fist, and he nodded, but he nodded vigorously. "Well, I will listen to the words of my father, I will eat well and grow up. Eat more or less, and try not to read at night to protect your eyes. "

During this time, Rong Ting didn't think about staying, but the books everywhere in the house took him by heart.

He wants to be a good emperor. He wants to be an emperor who makes people less bitter.

After the mother, I'm sorry, but as a son of man, I can't be filial to my mother.

Song Yuan choked back her tears, and she smiled, "Do you remember the way back?"

Rong Ting nodded. "Remember."

"That's fine." Song Yuan pursed his lips. "I'll have a happy life and wait for you to come back, let's be together again."

She cheated Rong Ting.

She feels that she will never fall in love with others in her life, nor will she get married or have children.

The father and son sent her to the elevator. Rong Hong suddenly took two keys from her pocket and gave them to her, Shen said, "This one is the key to my current residence. This one is for the study. I leave it for you. Order something, you can go and see if you have time. "

Song Yuan took the two keys and gave a low benevolence.

She entered the elevator, and as the elevator door closed slowly, she could no longer control herself, sobbing with her hand over her mouth, she was afraid that her cry would be heard by Rong Ting.

Some people say that all the love in the world is to get together, but the love of parents only means separation.

When she saw it, she didn't understand what it meant, but now she understands it slightly.

After all, she is just a passenger in Rong Ting's magnificent life.

If she can't accompany him, don't stop him.

What Song Yuan didn't know was that after the elevator door was closed, Rong Tingyun looked at the door, silently shed tears, Rong Hui squatted down, hugged him in his arms, and patted him awkwardly and gently. On the back, his voice was also choked, "Okay, we have our work to do, and she also has her life, Rong Ting, don't cry."

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