She felt that she had failed too much as a mother.
How great would it be if Changle and Xiaoyan, both of whom were still young, would call her mommy every day and tell her what delicious food they wanted to eat or where they wanted to play.
Unfortunately, the time missed is ultimately difficult to make up for.
Fortunately, both children are fine now.
Xie Luan sorted out his sentimentality and thought of the lonely and beautiful girl he saw when he went upstairs just now, and then asked, "Did Wen Lan come to see you just now?"
"Yes." Bai Changle couldn't wait to drink chicken soup there, gurgling and making vague sounds in his throat.
Xie Luan thought for a moment, and then asked curiously, "Changle, do you and Wen Lan just have an ordinary companionship? Are you two in a relationship?"
puff!
Bai Changle squirted out a mouthful of chicken soup.
Fortunately, Xie Luan sat far away.
Not sprayed with chicken soup.
Xie Luan picked up the handkerchief with a bit of disgust, handed it to Bai Changle, and said, "Why, just now you said you were praising the fragrance of mom's chicken soup, and now you're vomiting?"
"No, no, no, this has nothing to do with chicken soup." Bai Changle took the handkerchief, wiped his mouth, and then said with lingering fear, "Mom, I was frightened by your words. How could I have sex with Wen Lan? You I don’t know, but she is quite cold. Most of the time, her expression is calm, as if she doesn’t care about anything.”
"She cares about you."
"No, no, no, Mom, you must have seen it wrong! You don't know, she wanted to stab me twice." Bai Changle couldn't help but tremble when he thought of Wen Lanfei's dagger.
He said, "Every time I make a joke with her, she wants to stab me with a dagger. Hey, I don't dare to have a relationship with a lesbian like this, and she is so cold. Will she be able to hug her?" I have a cold."
What Bai Changle didn't know was that when he was saying these words, Wen Lan, who had left, happened to be returning.
Wen Lan suddenly wanted to ask Bai Changle about his sister Gu Yan.
As a result, I walked to the door of the ward and suddenly heard these words.
Wen Lan's hand that was reaching out to push the door suddenly stopped.
Xie Luan had already spoken here, and she scolded Bai Changle, "Changle, what are you talking about? Don't talk about people like this! You are the same. Since you have no ideas, why are you joking! You are so old, and I don’t know how to be stable, it’s much worse than your sister!”
Xie Luan actually felt the aura between Wen Lan and Chang Le very sensitively.
That feeling is indescribable and indescribable. It may be far from ambiguous, but it doesn't seem like it has nothing to do with it.
Regardless of whether that kid Wen Lan has any ideas...
Xie Luan looked at his son with a little sadness as he wiped his mouth and continued to drink chicken soup happily.
Sighed.
I don’t know what kind of woman she will be like in the future, who will subdue her stupid son.
Wen Lan stood quietly outside the door for a few minutes, then turned around and left.
From beginning to end, her expression never changed.
But only she knew that the moment she heard Bai Changle's words, her heart suddenly ached.
Wen Lan suddenly raised the corner of her mouth. She wanted to laugh, but she couldn't.
But the pace of leaving became more and more urgent, and the expectation in my heart turned into a deep self-deprecation.
Bai Changle didn't know what he had passed by. At this time, he had eaten and drank enough, but he thought about his sister Gu Yan.
He asked, "Mom, has Xiaoyan started special training?"
(End of chapter)