Chapter 432: Not suddenly remembered, but not to forget!

When thinking of that man, Xue Luo's heart can no longer be calm.

She will never forget: five years ago, when Feng Xinglang saw the stillbirth in the glassware, how panic, sad and angry! He was shaking all over!

Even today, Xue Luo will inevitably think: If he didn't continue to perform at that time, but told him that the little girl in her stomach was still there, what would be the end?

A little snowfall is quite clear: if she cheated Lan Youyou, Lan Youyou would be angry and angry!

Even though Feng Xinglang was intent on falling down to her Lin Xue, but he seriously injured a body that could not even move, how could he stop Lan Youyou from trying to harm the child in her stomach? Not to mention that at the time Lan Youyou had her righteous father, Hetun!

But who knows: he managed to escape the control of Lan Youyou, but was caught by Hetun again!

Vaguely, he remembers what He Tun told her at the time: He was thinking of a more interesting gameplay at the sea in those few days! She also said she would be very interested!

What makes Hetun more interesting?

Wouldn't it be ...

Snow fell afraid to continue thinking!

With a mess in my heart, Xue Luo couldn't calm down and read a book. She took out the drawing paper that was suppressed at the bottom of the bookcase.

In recent years, Xue Luo has drawn a lot of sketches.

Most of them record the growth of his son Lin Nuo. Although there are also high-tech digital cameras, Xueluo always feels that drawing every bit of his son's growth on paper can better express her mother's love for her son.

Okay, so noble!

Actually, Xue Luo was too anxious to be idle. On the one hand, she was worried about her son being taken away by Hetun, and on the other, she was really free.

Uneasy snow fell, and took a special one from those paintings.

It looks as if he is painting a large adult son Lin Nuo. In fact, Xue Luo knew in his heart that he was painting a man named Feng Xinglang!

At this moment, she realized the mood of the incomplete sketch portrait left by Feng Xinglang's mother to her son Feng Xinglang.

The snowfall now seems to be the same as the Feng mother at that time, and he is afraid to paint Feng Xinglang too completely.

I remember once, Xue Luo drew a complete Feng Xinglang. Perhaps it was too focused, Xue Luo didn't find his son Lin Nuo standing behind him for a long time.

"Mum, who is this man who looks like me?"

The little guy asked seriously.

Snow fell for a while, and for a while I didn't know how to answer his son Lin Nuo. If I tell the little guy: This man who looks like him is his own father, can the little guy accept it?

Furthermore, she and her son Lin Nuo are still ‘staffed prisoners’ in Hetun! How can you explain to your son why the pro-dad does n’t stay with their mother and son, but the one who accompanies them is Hetun, the righteous father!

Xue Luo didn't know how much her son understood the name of the righteous father, but she really didn't want her son's pure childhood to come into contact with the grudges and hatreds of his parents.

"Mom's painting is Nono when he grows up!"

In the end, Xue Luo chose to conceal his son Lin Nuo, "but the painting was not good, and my mother drew another one."

Xue Luo rubbed the painted Feng Xinglang into a ball and threw it into the trash.

The little guy just stared at the trash can without asking anything. It seemed that he did not want to expose Mummy Lin Xueluo who did not want to tell him the truth.

So after that, Xue Luo didn't dare to draw the complete man anymore, but just sketched it out with a few simple lines.

Or, some painting papers only painted the man's eyes in detail; while some painting papers detailedly described the man's nose or mouth ... and the glamorous one, from time to time, he always felt evil. The thin corners of the lips that catch up!

Snow fell into a mess again.

It's been almost five years, and the children he gave him are all five years old, but he has no word on the man.

Sometimes, Xue Luo would stand in front of the windowsill stupidly to see the Panshan Mountain Road leading to the outside world.

Hope that one day, her husband, her child's father, like Zixia fairy, can step on the colorful clouds to save their mother and child. Or rescue her and her child trapped like a prince passing by the castle.

Unfortunately, Xue fell on the windowsill and looked forward to it for almost five years, and did not give Feng Xinglang hope.

Perhaps the man hated himself so much. Hate that she killed his child! Don't say to come to her, he probably hated her in the bottom of his heart.

Slowly, Xue Luo became no longer a luxury. She allows time to fade her hopes.

Maybe that man's favorite beauty has returned!

Xue Luo thought of Feng Lixin.

After a lapse of five years, he should have already done the skin graft. And should be able to stand up from a wheelchair. Now that medicine is so developed, let alone a small cosmetic surgery, as long as it is enough money, even if it is an Avatar, it is very possible.

Xue Luo was inexplicably caught in a strange thinking circle:

If Feng Xinglang loses Lan Youyou, what should Feng Lixin who has been beloved by Lan Youyou do?

You ca n’t let Feng Lixin stare at her beloved woman, and pair with her brother every day, me and me?

If that's the case, it would be too cruel for Feng Lixin!

Xue Luo sighed a long cry: All of them are behind bars, and they ca n’t protect themselves, and they are thinking about how others are doing?

Besides, Hetun took their mother and son, and all their sons and daughters returned to Pete Fort. Shen Cheng should become the world of Yan Bang, Feng Xinglang and Bai Mo. In other words, Feng Xinglang's life must be fateful!

So, how could Feng Xinglang waste time and money, looking for a vicious woman who had killed his own flesh and blood! Don't think about it!

Once again, Xue Luo had a deep understanding of what it was like: upset!

She took out the piece of paper again, and Shasha sketched the man who had been hidden for five years.

More than five years? Or as early as when she married into Feng's family, the man's gestures, or gentleman or charm, had already been imprinted on her heart.

Snow fell thought that time would fade away the miss of that man.

However, I did not think that such thoughts were not only diluted, but became stronger and clearer with the passage of time.

The man was lingering in her mind, her dreams, her life was getting longer and longer, and more and more frequently.

Lin Xueluo, how cheap are you? How can you still remember him today?

Have you ever thought that that man might have married his wife again and had a son again, and his life is extremely happy and happy!

Even so, Xue Luo couldn't get the man out of his mind.

The reason why life has memories is not because it suddenly comes to mind, but because it can't be forgotten at all!