"Mom... Mom..."

The boy sobbed silently, wiping and shedding tears.

"What's wrong? Master. Auntie bent down and asked softly.

Shen Hanxing raised his little face and stretched out his hand aggrievedly: "Aunt Li, I hurt.. It hurts.."

Aunt Li hugged the person and coaxed: "It doesn't hurt, young master, I'll take you to deal with the wound." ”

"I don't want it, I want my mother." Shen Hanxing stubbornly pushed the person away, ran into the room, hugged the woman who was on the phone, and called carefully: "Mom..."

The woman's face was pale, clutching her phone, not knowing what was being said over there, as if something had fallen in her eyes.

"Impossible.. No way, he told me yesterday, he was working overtime in the company. ”

"Lipstick marks..."Her lips trembled violently, as if she couldn't accept the sudden stimulation, and said to the woman over there with great veto: "No lipstick marks, no, I don't know what you're talking about!" You must be trying to ruin our marriage! ”

The woman hung up the phone, but her hand was weakly spread.

"Mom.." Five-year-old Shen Hanxing hugged her hand: "Xing'er hurts.."

He carefully put his injured finger in front of the other party, and said aggrievedly: "It hurts.."

The woman's gaze was a little dazed, and she let her arm be pulled.

Tears fell from the corners of Shen Hanxing's eyes, and he kept calling his mother: "Xing'er hurts... Xing'er hurts.."

But he was pushed away by the woman: "I don't believe it.. I don't believe it.."

The woman, who was as weak and beautiful as a silk flower, showed a hint of madness at this moment, and she clung to the floor as if she had thought of something. picked up the child on the ground, hugged him, and said softly: "Xing'er, you love your mother, right?" ”

Shen Hanxing looked at her a little flattered, nodded, grabbed tightly, and whispered, "Mom, Xing'er loves you." ”

The woman said softly: "Then if another woman is your mother, would Xing'er be willing?" ”

In the world of children, this question is a terrible imagination.

Shen Hanxing shook his head desperately: "I don't want to." He stretched out his hand, hugged the woman's neck, and said cautiously and a little flatteringly: "I only need my mother." ”

The woman smiled and touched his head: "Xing'er, you have to remember that you can't let Dad bring other women back." ”

She looked into the distance, as if brainwashed, and repeated the words: "We are a family, and no one can separate us." ”

....

The boy woke up from a nightmare, his delicate and beautiful eyebrows stained with a little pale.

He craned his neck slightly.

Like a trapped beast in the darkness and in despair.

Clutching at the heart.

"It hurts..."

"It hurts, sister..."

From【Xia Hanmo】:Hanxing, are you in love with Su Ci?

Don't forget who she is.

Don't forget what you were for in the first place.

I'm just reminding you.

Cold Star.

What exactly are you doing?

Have you forgotten everything?

[He didn't forget]

[Na, hell is so cold, sister, will you come and accompany me? ] ]

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"Xiao porcelain, have you been hiding something from me lately?" Qin Yuyan sent her daughter to the station, and suddenly asked.

Su Ci closed the door without a little hesitation, lowered his eyes slightly, and looked at the woman in the car window: "No, goodbye, mother." ”

Qin Yuyan stared at the girl's back and frowned.

She felt as if something was out of her control.

Especially recently, Su Ci often doesn't answer her calls.

Qin Yuyan was a little unbearable.

Restlessness spreads.

In particular, the desire for control has been challenged, and the anger in her heart has nowhere to go.