The corners of Ling Yizhou's lips curled up slightly. After hearing her words, he felt that everything became clear in an instant. Now he could finally tell her openly about their relationship, what had happened to them, and what they had done. How many inextricable connections there are!
"Why are you laughing? Let me go." Xia Lin struggled for a moment. Now she thought about it. She just said that Sam on the paternity test was her son. It was really crazy. It was for no reason. How could her son be with Ling Yizhou? Got involved.
"I won't let you go." Ling Yizhou hugged her waist and brought her close to him, "Mumu, I will never let you go again. You don't need to be bound by any ethics, because you are my wife, and we will be together for three years. Nian, you forgot something, and something happened later, I can tell you slowly, don't move now, hold me."
Ling Yizhou's words were like the breeze after the rain, gently blowing past Xia Lin's ears. His voice was deep and comfortable, but the shock to Xia Lin was like a lightning strike.
"What did you say?" She felt as if she was in a dream. This was such an incredible thing that normal people simply couldn't accept it.
But looking at Ling Yizhou's face, she remembered the familiarity she felt when she saw him for the first time. Coupled with the fact that she now had some feelings of admiration for him, she began to believe these words in her mind.
Xia Lin felt that she had become a person without any logic.
"My head hurts so much." She thought of the familiarity with Ling Yizhou, plus what he just said, and that title, Mumu, she felt like she had heard it somewhere. The more she thought about it, the more There was a feeling of exploding, and she held her head in discomfort.
Ling Yizhou saw that she was starting to have a headache, so he hugged her tightly and called Wen Li from nearby, "Let's go to the hospital first."
"No, I'm not going to the hospital. Don't come close to me for the time being. I think of your headache getting more and more painful. You are the source of my pain. Stay away from me." Xia Lin kept pushing him.
Before coming to France to find her, Ling Yizhou specifically asked Yan Shi about Xia Lin's symptoms. Yan Shi's answer was: When she gets a headache, she may have a chance to think of you.
"Sir." Wen Li rushed over and saw something was wrong with Xia Lin. He drove the car over without waiting for Ling Yizhou's instructions.
"I said I won't go!" Xia Lin couldn't be persuaded even if she was stubborn. She reached out and shook off Ling Yizhou's arms, turned around and shut Ling Yizhou out with a bang.
"Mumu, Mumu!" Ling Yizhou patted the door.
Xia Lin held her painful head inside the door, "I don't know who Mumu is."
"Open it. I know you can't accept me and the facts for a while, but I can give you enough evidence to make you believe that our relationship needs to be restored. I can't let you continue to live alone in a foreign country. Go down."
Xia Lin listened to Ling Yizhou's words and pursed her lips. Living here was indeed a bit difficult. When she realized that she didn't have any friends, she felt lonely in her heart. There was only Sam, but her inner consciousness told herself that this It is normal, and the absence of relatives and friends may be related to her own personality.
Ling Yizhou suddenly dropped such a bombshell. Xia Lin hit her head. She felt that her world had been overturned at that moment, completely overturned.
"I think you may have recognized the wrong person, Mr. Ling, please don't knock on the door again." Xia Lin leaned helplessly on the back of the door, then slid down bit by bit, and finally sat on the cold ground. Only then did she calm down a little. a while.
"Mommy." Xiao Song came out of the room just at this time, rubbed his eyes with his little hands, and saw Xia Lin sitting on the ground, "Mommy, what are you doing? Uncle Ling is knocking on the door."
He heard Ling Yizhou's voice outside the door and was a little anxious, "Mommy, why don't you open the door?"
Xiao Song had a particularly good impression of Ling Yizhou these days, so good that he couldn't help but approach Ling Yizhou when he saw him.
On the one hand, it was because of Mrs. Huang's food and the atmosphere Ling Yizhou gave him, which made him feel like home. On the other hand, children all admire heroes who have taken bullets.
Now this hero was knocking on their door. Xiao Song saw that Xia Lin was stunned and refused to open the door, so of course he was anxious.
"Don't worry, go into the room and play by yourself." Xia Lin said to Xiao Song.
When she looked up and saw Xiao Song, she suddenly remembered the last time she took Xiao Song to the hospital. Xiao Song was accidentally pricked by a nurse, and the nurse "accidentally" detected that Xiao Song's blood type was exactly the same as Ling Yizhou's blood type.
At that time, the nurse also said that they were father and son.
Now Ling Yizhou took out another personal appraisal and told her that they were father and son.
It seemed really worthy of belief that Xia Lin just stared at his son motionless.
"Sam, come here." She waved to Xiao Song.
Xiao Song scratched his head, "But Mommy, you just asked me to go back to the room."
Xia Lin shook his head, "No, come here."
Sam nodded, walked over, hugged Xia Lin's neck, and noticed that her expression was not good, "Mommy, what's wrong with you? Are you angry? If we don't want Uncle Ling to come into our house, then we won't let him in." alright."
"Sam, do you remember your father?" Xia Lin rubbed his hair and asked.
Xia Lin basically had no impression of the child's father. This was also very suspicious. After giving birth to such a big child, how could she not have the impression of the child's father? So she wanted to ask the child. Maybe Sam remembered it. something.
However, Xiao Song just shook his head and curled his lips, "Mommy, didn't you tell me that Dad is dead?" In his memory, Dad was already dead.
Xia Lin frowned and said nothing, her head hurt sharply.
It hurt so much that I could hardly see my son clearly in front of me.
"Mommy, Mommy, what's wrong with you!" Xiao Song saw her shaky appearance and shook her anxiously.
Xia Lin's consciousness began to blur, and she still felt the touch of Xiao Song's soft hair on her hand, but the shadow in front of her became increasingly blurry.
Before she fainted, her last impression was that someone seemed to have broken the window of their home, someone broke in, and then Xiao Song was shouting something.
Then she fell unconscious.
When she woke up again, Xia Lin was still feeling uncomfortable. She moved her fingers and found that she didn't know where she was lying.
After finally opening his eyes, what he saw was Ling Yizhou's enlarged face.
She recoiled in surprise, startled.
"You're awake." Ling Yizhou finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she was awake. His eyes turned green and he rubbed his eyebrows. "It's my fault, I scared you."
"Where is this?" Xia Lin didn't know how to reply to his words. He turned around and found that this was a strange place, like being in a carriage.
"We are on the plane." Ling Yizhou said.