"I know how good my mother is to me." But mother, I think I have something to tell you
"What's the matter?" Schumann looked up at him.
"That kid, he's still alive." Division evening cold low Mou looking at her, don't know oneself say, in the end right.
Just see mother mentioned Mo she, obviously with guilt and guilt, she seems to feel owed Mo she, so he thought tell her, maybe she will be happy.
"What?" Shuman didn't understand what simuhan said.
"I said, that child, he did not die, he is still alive..." Division evening cold Lian Lian Mou, looked forward to, "I also saw him."
Schumann only felt that there was something in his mind, which exploded and shocked her.
Her hands on the handle of the wheelchair could not help shaking.
"Is that child still alive?"
She murmured in despair.
Is he still alive?
It's something Schumann didn't even think about.
And just now Xiao Han said he had seen him!
How is that possible?
Shuman tilts his head and almost turns to see Si Muhan.
She asked incredulously, her voice excited. "You said you met him? But is it really the case? Is he really alive? "
Schumann was so excited that he almost fell out of his wheelchair.
I remember when the doctor told her that when the child died, she just felt that the whole sky had collapsed.
She was cold all over.
She saw him lying on a medical tray, breathless.
Now tell her he's alive?
How can she not be shocked, how can she not feel incredible.
Si Mu Han looked at his mother and nodded very firmly, "yes, he's still alive."
In a flash, Schumann's tears came out of his eyes.
She shed tears, but her face was smiling.
"He's alive! He's still alive! He's still alive
She was ecstatic to say that he was alive three times in a row.
Can want to know, this for her, is how a happy thing.
"Xiao Han, you said you've seen him. Do you know where he is now? I want to see him! I'd love to see him! "
The thought of his first child still alive, Schumann was excited and at a loss.
Laugh and cry, crazy and epileptic, like a schizophrenic.
Looking at his mother so eager to see Mo she, Si Mu Han's mood is a little complicated.
He had a feeling that he was going out of favor.
But
He's had summer.
So
Give it to his mother.
He still clearly remembers that when he first met Mo she, he just said that he robbed his mother and would never let him rob Xia again.
Now he returns his mother to him!
Si Muhan reaches out his hand and gently pats the back of Schumann's hand to calm her obviously over excited mood,
"mother, don't get excited, I will arrange you to meet him."
As soon as Schumann heard this, she felt like a reassurance. Her mood gradually calmed down. She said to Si Muhan with a smile, "OK, mom is waiting for you to arrange."
Her eyes are full of expectation and helplessness.
I'm looking forward to meeting my son, but I don't know what to say when I see him.
Si Mu Han said nothing more.
Just pushing Schumann back.
……
In the evening.
Si Mu Han holds Ruan zhixia tightly in his arms. "Xia Xia, I want to arrange for my mother to meet Mo she tomorrow."
Ruan zhixia was held in his arms by Si Muhan, and her whole body was lying on him. She was hugged tightly by him. When she heard this, she subconsciously wanted to look up at him.
But he held her so tightly that she couldn't even lift her head.
She couldn't see his face. She didn't know what his expression was when he said that.
But I could vaguely tell that he was not in a good mood.
Even worse.
"Did mom say she wanted to see him?"
Ruan zhixia asked suspiciously.
She thinks that this should not be si Mu Han's initiative proposal.
It should be her mother-in-law, simuhan's mother's own proposal.
However.
Let Si Mu Han arrange his mother-in-law to meet with her another son, how all feel that there is a trace of strangeness?
"Well." Division evening cold tone light of Er sentence.
Ruan zhixia put his hand around his chest and said, "Si Muhan, are you eating?"
"No
Si Mu Han holds her restless little finger.Ruan zhixia sneered, "lying."
He's eating.
"Sleep." Si Mu Han closes his eyes and intends to avoid this topic.
Ruan zhixia's lips are funny.
She moved her head, put her face on his heart, put her hands around his waist,
"Si Muhan, you don't need to eat, you have me."
Si Mu Han opened his eyes and looked at her dark head with low eyes. A soft light flashed through his eyes. He bowed his head to kiss her head and said, "well, I have you."
He has her.
So even if my mother wanted to compensate Mo she, she wanted to live with him.
He doesn't care.
"Si Muhan, go to sleep."
Ruan zhixia's hand groped for his chin and gently stroked it.
The division evening cold holds her hand, pinched to pinch, "let me sleep, don't lift me."
Ruan knew that when xiadun was not happy, he tooted his mouth, "how can I tease you?"
Si Mu Han silently smiles, hugs her, closes her eyes and falls asleep.
Ruan zhixia is hugged tightly. It's hard to turn over.
She sighed silently in her heart.
This man seems to have no sense of security.
Since you hold her so tightly.
After a busy day, she is also tired.
See division evening cold close eyes to sleep, she also followed to close eyes to sleep.
……
It's night.
A red light district in Hangzhou.
In a small bar with unique decoration.
The lights are crisscrossing, and the neon lights are flashing rapidly.
On the dance floor, some strangers are gathering in groups, swaying their young bodies with the loud music.
The enthusiasm is bold and unrestrained rubs the nearby person's body.
Brought out the atmosphere of lust Fei astringent feeling.
In front of the open round bar, a man in black clothes and trousers is sitting on a round stool with long legs bent.
He put one hand on the bar, leaning slightly, holding a goblet in one hand, fiddling with the crystal liquid in the goblet.
Under the gorgeous light, the man's handsome, charming and uninhibited face is faintly reflected, and a pair of deep and charming Danfeng eyes are stained with blurred light.
There was a lot of noise all around, but it happened that only the man's side seemed to be deserted, and he was the only one left.
Mo Yi didn't know how many drinks she had.
I only know that the more I drink, the more sober I am. The more I drink, the more lonely my heart will be.
He raised the wine in his hand and took another gulp.
What's the taste of wine?
Actually, he doesn't know.
He only tasted bitter.
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