Xie Shuning leaned listlessly against the window, closing her eyes against the cold wind of early spring.,"Mother, don't you like Zhen'er anymore Why don't you hug Zhen'er anymore" Xiao mumbled, his eyes welling up with tears.,Wen Xue Luo shook her head, refusing to get up, crying with tears streaming down her face like pear blossoms in the rain. The red plum blossom on her clothes was stained with a dark crimson from her tears. Lin Yuanzhi felt his heart ache seeing this. He turned his head and glared at Xie Shuning: "How long will you kneel before you give up You know in your heart that Zhen'er is troubled, how could I be well Xue Luo even lost her child trying to save Zhen'er, why are you being so cruel"。