MTL - Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities-Chapter 1201 Many

Xiaoyudian sat on the hospital bed and sang his newly learned nursery rhymes to his father. A pair of little feet were constantly dangling in the air. Ten small white toes, pink and tender, and two small feet were pitiful. It's like a new tender shoot in the grass.

"Okay," Chu Li tied her daughter's hair with rubber bands, and hugged her. "My baby is beautiful, come on, kiss my father."

Xiaoyu kissed Dad's face obediently, and then used his little face to stick to Dad's face. She was still very happy, and suddenly didn't smile.

"Daddy, does it hurt?" She asked with a flat mouth, her father bleed a lot of blood, as long as the raindrops shed a little, it hurts.

"Daddy doesn't hurt," Chu Li put the big palm on her daughter's face, which seemed to be thin again. Didn't you eat well recently, and he knew that the daughter was actually scared.

"Look," he clenched his fists. "Dad can help Xiaoyudian get down all the boys in the kindergarten."

"Dad is so good," Xiao Yudian happily clapped his hands. Sure enough, it was the child's. Give her a little sunshine, and she can shine all day.

At this time, the ward was pushed away, and Xiaoyudian thought that it was mom's meal. When Dad ate, he would also give her food. Dad's food was delicious.

She twisted her small face happily, but as soon as she saw the person who came in, the smile instantly receded. She beaked her mouth, tightened her father's neck, and buried her small face in On dad's shoulders

"Alü ..." Song Wan actually didn't know what to say to her son now.

If it wasn't for Chu Jiang, she might not know it until now. It turned out that Chu Li was in the hospital, or even comatose for several days because of gas poisoning.

"Ali, are you okay?" She waited for a long time, and that was the hard question.

"It's okay," Chu Li stroked her daughter's soft hair gently, and her eyes in the dark eyes followed a little darker, and then there was no extra words.

"Small rain points her ..." Song Wan stepped forward, and she might want to touch her granddaughter's hair, but Chu Lu held her daughter's arms tightly, just like she guarded Song Wan.

"Mom, I don't expect you to hurt Xiaoyu as much as Chuxiang, but I hope you don't hurt her anymore, and I also hope you can stay away from her, okay?"

"Alu, mother wasn't intentional," Song Wan wanted to explain, and quickly said, afraid of what Chu Lu had misunderstood. "I was just afraid that Xia Yixuan hurt Xiangxiang, so I brought a little rain to just soothe her. At that time, I also thought that I would have to keep the two children even if I was desperate, but I did n’t expect that Xia Yixuan reported the drizzle away, Alu, the mother was back, Xia Yixuan robbed her mother ’s bag. It has been wandering outside for two days and two nights. "

"How much?" Chu Li suddenly said, so that Song Wan would have swallowed.

"Are there many, are there any more?"

"Mom, do you feel more than two days?" Chu Lu asked Song Wan again, "Do you know, how long has the light rain waved outside? She has picked up garbage, drank rain, and slept across the street. You can't stand it, then, tell me, how do you let a child less than five years old endure this? "

Song Wan had nothing to say, but she was speechless.

Suddenly, she suddenly found out that it seemed to be useless to explain more. These things she did, no matter which one was taken out, could not be forgiven. She thought that if Chulu was not her son, Maybe now she has been choked to death by Chu Li.

The door was pushed open again, and Xia Ruoxin came in with the lunch box. The lunch box contained Qin Xuejuan's stew for a long time. It was very good for people who lost too much blood. Thanks to Qin Xuejuan's soup twice a day, otherwise it is impossible for him to work after only a few days.

"Mom ... Xiao Xiaoyu saw Xia Ruoxin loosen his father's neck happily, shouting softly.

Xia Ruoxin was like Song Wan who hadn't seen his face confessed. She came over, put the soup on the table, and straightened the two little braids on her daughter's head.

"Who combs it, it seems pretty good, very neat."

"Dad," Xiaoyu pointed out his little finger and pointed at Chu Li. "Dad's hair looks good."

Xia Ruoxin touched the top of his daughter's head.

"Slight rain," Song Wan responded for a long time. "You call her mother, how do you call her mother?"

"She's the mother of Drizzle," Xiaoyudian's two little feet are standing on the hospital bed, and her little hand is also holding her mother's neck. "She's the mother of Drizzle, the mother who gave birth to Drizzle."

"But she's not ..."

Song Wan wanted to say, this is not Xia Ruoxin, Xia Ruoxin is dead.

She is, Xiaoyu Dianzi said such a word, the momentum is already feeling like a dad.

Xia Ruoxin apprehended the little pigtails on her daughter's head, then she blocked her daughter with her own body, and she had a full sense of defense. Chu Lu took the documents on the table and seemed to forget everything at this time.

"Aunt Song, haven't seen you for a long time?" This sentence hasn't been seen for a long time, but it's really been a long time.

Song Wan felt very strange about Lu Xiao's paintings. She didn't know why. There was always a strange discomfort to the person in front of her, like a guilty conscience and a fear.

"Yes, it's been a long time," she said in astringent voice, then her eyes moved over Chu Lu and Lu Xiaohua's body.

"Miss Lu, you ..."

"We ..." Xia Ruoxin did not bend his red lips, but he smiled coldly,

"The relationship between ex-husband and ex-wife."

And before she finished, Chu Li added another sentence, "Not yet gone."

Xia Ruo glared at him, this was not in front of him, "The first time was also away, Mr. Chu."

"You guys ..." Song Wan almost always got more and more confused by their conversations, and what ex-husband and ex-wife did not leave.

Chu Li put the documents in his hand and put them on the table.

"Mom, she is Xia Ruoxin, otherwise you think, how did she know so many things, her face has changed, but her temper has not changed."

But Chu Lu's words fell, Song Wan was directly caught there, this is a very strange feeling, as if something that has always scared her and collapsed, just collapsed, and then she was hit by her face beyond recognition.

In this world, if you ask her if there are people she doesn't want to face.

Then it is Xia Ruoxin.

If there is a name she doesn't want to hear

That is Xia Ruoxin.

"You ... weren't dead," Song Wan shook her head, she didn't believe it was impossible, how could it be, Ming Xia Yixuan said she was dead.