If my mother is still alive, why has she never wanted to come to her for so many years?

This one reason alone is enough to overturn all her previous excuses.

Thinking that his mother might not exist in this world, Shen Fanxing felt a pain of suffocation in his heart.

Bo Jingchuan has never seen Shen Fanxing like this.

I've never seen her since I met her.

Helpless like an abandoned child.

Bo Jingchuan pursed his lips, and a group of pity formed between his eyes and eyebrows.

"Don't cry." Low voice with a touch of heartache.

The well-defined hand gently pinched her face, kissing her tears out of her eyes.

Shen Fanxing clenched his lips and nodded.

She knows that tears can't solve any problem!

Take a deep breath, in the past that stubborn and looming out.

Bo Jingchuan can see that she is in forbearance, bending to pick her up and sit on the sofa next to her.

The blanket wrapped around her showed signs of loosening. One side of the blanket slipped off her shoulders, revealing her round shoulders. Her snow-white skin was mottled with red marks.

With her soft and tearful appearance, she seems to have been bullied and ravaged.

Bo Jingchuan once again kisses off her tears, warm voice coaxes her, "don't cry, I help you find."

Shen Fanxing raised her eyelids and looked at him. A tear happened to fall from her eyes, reflecting the light and glittering.

"Can you help me find it?"

Bo Jingchuan's hand in front of her turned slightly, and received her tears in the palm of her hand.

The warm touch gradually dissipated in the palm.

"Well, I'll help you find your mother,"

"but I've been looking for it for so many years, and there's no news at all."

Shen Fanxing's eyebrows are a little calm and melancholy.

Bo Jingchuan wiped the tears on her face and said in a soft voice, "give it to me."

Shen Fanxing looked at him closely. After a long time, he nodded gently.

Xu's mind for many years was shared. Shen Fanxing breathed a deep breath. Suddenly, the whole person was much more relaxed.

As soon as I relax, I feel a little tired.

Seeing this, Bo picked her up and went into the bedroom.

Take out Shen Fanxing's blanket and throw it aside. Looking at Shen Fanxing's red fruit, he busily opens the quilt and goes in.

Bo Jingchuan smiles, but his eyes are on her white chest, which is very eye-catching.

He turned and got into bed. He stretched out his long arm and pulled Shen Fanxing into his arms. Then he looked down at the pink zigzag trace on her chest for a few seconds.

Then he reached for it and asked in a low voice, "is this a tattoo?"

Shen Fanxing looked down at his left chest and nodded, "well, I had it when I was very young."

Bo Jingchuan frowned, "when I was very young? Is there any commemorative significance and ceremony? "

"Maybe. My mother also told me that in the future, my daughter will also have tattoos I don't like it, so I hope to have a son... "

"All right." Bo Jingchuan's dark eyes flashed a touch of deep thinking, which gathered Shen Fanxing tightly.

"Sleep."

"Well."

Shen Fanxing was really tired tonight. She was upset by Bo Jingchuan and shed two tears. Soon she went to sleep.

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Shen Fanxing woke up early in the morning by the ring of his mobile phone. He vaguely touched the phone and rubbed the answer button.

"Well." A lazy word with a hoarseness that didn't wake up.

"Evil! Make qianrou suheng's engagement ceremony look like that, and put qianrou's spitting blood in hospital. Do you still want to sleep? "

[and I'll go on. It's going to be a little hard to write these days. 】