Chapter 353

Ling Mo fan some at a loss to embrace me, with eyes to ask the side of the small Chen.

Xiaochen shakes his head to show that he doesn't know, but he still cleverly reaches out his hand and pulls my sleeve: "Auntie, what's the matter with you?"

"Is it Ling Chenyun?" Ling Mo fan's expression instantly sank down, he stretched out his hand to wipe the tears on my face, but asked my tone is still gentle.

I shook my head.

It's just that I just burst out the feeling of heartache that has been hidden and suppressed for such a long time. Now I can't get back to God when I look at Xiaochen and Mo fan.

Ling Mo fan looked at me, groaning and speechless. After a while, he sighed and took me out: "if I had known this, I would have brought Xiaochen here. Look, in front of the child, are you taking care of Xiaochen or Xiaochen taking care of you?"

When he said this, my mood was suddenly interrupted, and I hammered his shoulder awkwardly: "go, I just I feel it. "

When he saw me like this, he knew that nothing serious had happened, and he didn't plan to ask at this time, so he took me and Xiaochen home.

After coaxing Xiaochen to have a rest, Ling Mo fan stuffed a cup of hot milk tea into my arms and sat beside me: "OK, now you can tell me what's going on?"

His eyebrows and eyes are soft, and his eyes used to the wind and frost and the world are a little tired, but when he faces me, there seems to be a hundred flowers in full bloom.

I love the way he looks at me.

I'm the only one in my eyes.

But when I think of his tenderness, which has been accumulated through thousands of turns of sufferings, I feel even more distressed. The emotion that has just been pressed down will come out again at this moment.

"Oh, you are..." He pulled the tissue and pressed the corner of my eye. "Why do you cry when you see me? You know, I can't stand you crying. You... "

"I'm fine. That is I think of the past I sniffed and took the tissue from his hand.

"Before?" Ling Mo fan frowned, "the past is over, isn't it? Now that life is so beautiful, we should all look ahead. "

I hung my eyes, rubbed my cup with one hand and said:

"I just went to see Ling Chenyun today and said something to him. When I saw Xiao Chen, I thought of you when you were a child. Then I felt that you two looked similar and even had similar experiences. When I took him out to see you, I couldn't help but feel like you were the same person standing in front of me."

"I couldn't save you at the beginning, and now I can't save Xiaochen, so I feel very sad..."

He leaned over and kissed me in the corner of the eye.

"You What are you doing? " I blinked in panic, and my eyelashes tickled his lips.

Although I have been married for such a long time, I feel a little embarrassed by his action.

"Idiot." He stepped back and looked at me with a smile.

It's kind of like When I went to the kindergarten a long time ago, the kindergarten teacher coaxed me.

"Hey, I'm really in love with you!" I was embarrassed and annoyed when he interrupted me like this.

Clearly is distressed him to come, how stupid?

"It's none of your business, is it?" Ling Mo fan touched my head and said with a smile.

"The things that I experienced when I was a child have nothing to do with you. The things that Xiaochen experienced before have nothing to do with you. You don't have to feel guilty and blame yourself, because we didn't meet you at that time."

"If I met you at that time, you wouldn't turn a blind eye, would you? We Jinyun are the kindest little angels. "

"Dry, why do you say such numb words..." I brushed his hand away.

"I mean it. Later, when I met you, you became my salvation. Now Xiaochen is also my salvation, and you are also his salvation. "

Ling Mofan said seriously, "although you can't stop the injuries, you have used all your strength to save us, haven't you?"

"But..." I still feel that what they have experienced will become scars that can not be healed, which lie in the heart and soul, and will sting them from time to time. No matter how I heal them, I can't make those scars heal completely.

"If you really think that we are too poor, please ask Mrs. Ling to love us more." Ling Mo fan's eyebrows drooped down, pretending to be aggrieved, "we are so poor, so I want to eat the noodles made by my wife tonight."

This man is really

I helplessly looked at him, compromise for a long time: "OK, I know, I'll do it for you."

But Ling Mo fan is right. If I can't stop the injury, let me love them more in the future.

Give them a lot of love.

But there's one thing I didn't say to Ling Mo fan.

In fact, he is also my salvation.

Recently, Ling Mofan has forced me not to go to work, saying that I am a pregnant woman, so I should be at home and wait for birth, and don't run around.From time to time, he would come to me with a book and a computer to read me the knowledge of pregnant women, which was very similar to my head teacher.

As if back to the student days, the teacher was staring at the feeling of class.

However, in the face of my complaints and Wei qubaba's eyes, he was not moved. He tried his best to arrange the recipes every day, and his family was also well-organized by him, so there would be no cause for my injury.

Although it's really sad, looking at his serious appearance, I have to listen to him.

I know, and he knows, how hard it was to get this baby.

If we make another mistake, we may really collapse to the point where we can't stand up again.

The life of pregnant women is so boring that I have to have fun for myself.

Kung Fu is not inferior to those who want to. Recently, I really found some fun for myself.

That is to observe Xiaochen.

I don't know why, that day in lingchenyun ward, he looked at me and Xiaochen, always let me feel a little strange.

I always feel that he is hiding something from me or Xiaochen.

Ling Chenyun can't pry his mouth open, so I have to start from Xiaochen and want to solve his secret.

In fact, the most important point is that I really think Xiaochen and Ling Mo fan look too much like each other, and they are carved out of the same mold. If it wasn't for the fact that the timeline given by Ling Chenyun is too real, maybe I would really think Xiaochen is my child and Ling Mo fan.

"Auntie, you are looking at me in a daze again." Xiaochen put down the building blocks in his hand and looked at me helplessly.

It's over. It's like Ling Mo fan.

"Well? What did you say, Xiaochen? " I sat on the carpet, watching Xiaochen working on the building blocks, as if I heard Xiaochen's voice, so I looked up at him.

"I said, auntie, it's the 19th time you've watched me wander." Xiaochen said, "do you have anything to say to me?"

"No, no..." I waved my hand and said with a dry smile, "Xiaochen, you can spell your building blocks. Don't worry about your aunt."

"But my aunt is staring at me all the time, and I think..." Xiaochen looked at me in embarrassment.

"Do you think your aunt is disturbing you? Then Auntie will go out first. Can you call Auntie if you need anything? " I got up and went out.

"No..." Xiaochen quickly took my hand.

"Well?" I didn't understand and stopped to get up to see him.

Xiaochen pursed her lips: "I don't want my aunt to go."

That's a good sign.

Xiaochen began to show his will, and also began to rely on the people he believed.

I bent my eyes and said, "well, if aunt doesn't go, she'll be here with Xiaochen."

It's just How can this awkward look like Ling Mo fan.

Xiaochen saw that I didn't seem to leave, so he let go and continued to work on his building blocks.

I really want this child to come out of his self enclosed world and stand in the sun like all the other children.

So I asked in a low voice: "Xiaochen, if you can, you believe my aunt, can you tell her your story?"

Xiaochen looked up at me.

"Auntie doesn't want to hurt you. She just wants to..." I'm still racking my brains for reasons.

"Good." After Xiaochen heard my words, he just nodded and said yes.

"Well? Xiaochen? You mean, would you like to tell your story to your aunt? " I Leng for a few seconds to react, some surprise at him.

"I believe in auntie." Xiaochen's action did not stop, still in the pile of his building blocks.

I know how precious and important this sentence is for a child.

In his world, he was the only one who protected himself, but one day, he was willing to bear the risk of being hurt, open the door of his world to me and let me go in.

How precious it is.

I was so excited that I said something incoherent: "OK, Xiaochen, thank you. I believe that Auntie will protect you well."

"When I have memory, it's not here. The people there speak different words from what I learned later. I can't understand what they say. I have only one aunt beside me." Xiaochen's slow way.

Well, Su Xia also told me that Xiaochen was born and lived abroad.

Ling Chenyun was in prison at that time. Su Xia felt that she was an unreliable mother, so Xiao Chen became more and more silent.

If it wasn't for the influence of parents and environment, Xiaochen would be a very lively and cheerful child.

I touched his head painfully.

On the contrary, Xiaochen always said calmly:

"I can't see people all day, occasionally I see children calling outside my window, and I can't understand what they are saying. As time goes by, they don't come back.""I've always been on my own, building blocks, playing with myself."

"Then one day the kids came back and saw me sitting alone in the yard, putting together the blocks. Then they hit me with stones across the gate, and looked at me and laughed, saying something I didn't understand. I don't understand, but I know it's a bad thing

I stroked the hand on his head.