刚刚离婚的女儿对母亲既厌恶又疼惜,她要对母亲说一句话,却迟迟张不了口。直到生死瞬间,那句深埋心底的话,是否有机会对最亲的人诉说?一倪慧一觉醒来看看时间,正是半夜三点。午夜的月光浩大辉煌,亭台楼阁一般晶莹剔透地堆砌在这间小小的卧室里。就连被子和床单上也落了一层鱼鳞般的银色,伸出手去,手指上也压了一层月光的重量。四点就要出发,是该起床的时候了。毕竟起得太早了,她觉得自己的手和脚都还没有醒过来,只好硬生生地把它们塞进了衣服里。窗外的香樟树开 The daughter who just divorced her mother both disgusted and pity, she wanted to say a word to her mother, but still can not open a mouth. Until the moment of life and death, the phrase buried deep words, whether there is a chance to tell the most pro-people? Ni Hui woke up to see the time, it is three o’clock in the middle of the night. Midnight moon vast glory, pavilions generally crystal clear piled in this small bedroom. Even quilts and sheets fell on a layer of fish scale like silver, reaching out, the pressure on the fingers of a layer of moonlight weight. It’s time to wake up at four o’clock. After all, getting up too early, she felt her hands and feet have not woke up, had only hard to put them into the clothes. Camphor trees out the window open