I was really stupid, like a mallet was hit on the head, there was a little golden light in front of me, but I couldn't remember anything.
The only perception is that Qin Lang is saying something terrible.
Xiaomu is very good-looking and delicate, and she looks like a doll. I used to think that he was very kind, but he only thought it was fate. After Qin Lang said this, I realized that Xiaomu's eyes and Li Lu's eyes were almost carved out of the same mold.
I held my heart, afraid that he would jump out, and asked tremblingly, "What... what do you mean?"
Qin Lang tried to slow down his tone so that I could accept it: "I just suddenly thought of something. Five years ago, Li Lu was raped... Then she became pregnant and gave birth to a child, and later she came with that child in her arms. She looked for me. But after that, she went to jail for hurting others. After all, she was just three or four years old. Also, I remember that during the physical examination in high school, Li Lu's blood type list was RH negative. Blood."
The hand holding the inspection report was a little unstable, and some things that I didn’t usually expect came up at this time, and I suddenly realized: “Xiao Tao told me that Li Lu did not hurt that rogue until a year later. So, she always thought that That child is yours, and it was born from gritted teeth?"
"At that time, she thought the child was mine, so she gave birth to the child without telling everyone. As a result... she couldn't stand it, so she beat someone."
"Right... Right, I remember that when Li Lu climbed over the wall to go back to school in the middle of the night, because the street lights were not bright enough, she couldn't find her way back to the dormitory, and she was caught and scolded by the dean. So... So, she also has night blindness?"
Qin Lang nodded slightly.
With a swish I stood up and paced in place. I really couldn't accept this truth.
"How... how... No, no, even if the age, blood type, and illness are right, it might be a coincidence!" I rushed up and grabbed Qin Lang's hand, "It might just be a coincidence!"
Qin Lang also took my hand and said, "Look, what is written on this peach wood pendant?"
"...Good luck."
"Once in high school, I was climbing a mountain with a few friends. In the Zen monastery of Banshan Nunnery, Li Lu used the peach wood sign there as a safety talisman, wrote different auspicious words, and sent one to everyone. At that time, she carved it for herself. It's just..." Qin Lang paused, and finally said two words, "Da Ji."
The case is over, the injustice has been settled, and the coffin can be concluded.
Xiaomu is Li Lu's son!
How ironic. I still remember when I saw Li Lu for the first time, she was there beating and scolding Xiaomu. Li Lu hated me so much, but in the end, it was me and her son who depended on each other.
In other words, my obsession with Li Lu has reached a point of fear. How stubborn does a high school student have to be to give birth to a child under such circumstances
How much she expected from that child at that time, how much she would collapse when she knew the truth.
I wrapped my arms around myself: "Why did she abandon Xiaomu? Is it because of hatred? Hate this child is a symbol of her shame?"
"I don't know. She was suddenly imprisoned. Maybe this child is not taken care of, and she has become a homeless child after going around."
"Let me think about it...I'm going to think about it."
It was night, I went home, and Xiao Mu was playing games in the room.
Children are good, no matter how terrible things are, they are forgotten all at once.
"Little Dad," Xiao Mu saw me put down the game, "Is your foot completely healed? Does it still hurt? Are there any scars?"
I shook my head, picked him up, put him on my lap, and pressed my cheek against his, it was so warm.
"Xiao Mu."
"Um?"
"You... do you want to have a mother?"
Xiaomu's big eyes looked at me for a long time, the water inside was a little watery, then she lowered her head and nodded lightly: "Other children have mothers, but I don't... Am I like the Monkey King in the cartoon? , jumped out of the stone? Yesterday, Miaomiao said, my mother definitely doesn't want me..."
Sure enough? All the children in this world hope to have an angel-like woman by their side.
But the next moment, Xiao Mu raised her head, smiled, and put her hand on my neck again, rubbing her head against my neck: "However, I still prefer little dad, um... and Uncle Qin!"
I stretched out my hand and hugged Xiao Mu tightly.
It's good, I feel like my heart is filled with all of a sudden. At that moment I knew what to do.
The coffee shop on Jaeger Street has always been doing good business.
Li Lu didn't seem to expect that I would take the initiative to ask her out, and sat there with her chin held high and her back straight.
I handed her the menu: "What to drink?"
Li Lu smiled lightly: "Forget it, I'm afraid I'll end up with Qi Tang."
I said to the waiter, two mochas.
"Originally, I wanted to send you to be with Qi Tang, because what you have done is not worthy of sympathy at all." I took a sip of mocha and said.
"Really? Then please send your good friend Li Xingchen in as well. He is not innocent."
I put down Mocha and stared at Li Lu: "What kind of disease are you seeing at Li Xingchen's place?"
Li Lu froze for a moment: "Why should I tell you? Does this have anything to do with you?"
"It doesn't matter, I'll know if you say it. Li Lu, I'm still willing to talk to you in a good voice. It's already my bottom line. I think you'd better not put on such a stern look. You look so rigid, but you are already vulnerable."
It was very successful to annoy Li Lu with one sentence, she immediately slapped the table and frowned: "Don't talk to me like that! If you have any revenge, just use it, don't expect me to humiliate you!"
She picked up her bag, stood up and wanted to leave. I was very indifferent. When she was about to open the door, I slowly said, "It seems that you don't want to know your son's whereabouts."
She stopped.
Just by looking at the back, I could tell that she was trembling all over her body and even her hair. The knife I stabbed was seven inches, fast and ruthless.
"You... you... what did you say?" Li Lu began to tremble.
I imitated Qi Tang's tone and added fire to Li Lu's trembling heart: "I know the whereabouts of your son, he is in my hands now. Are you willing to sit down and drink coffee now?"
If Li Lu's eyes can kill, I must die 10,000 times. She rushed up frantically, only a few centimeters away from my face, and said aggressively: "How would you know! He... Where is he?! He is still alive... Are you lying to me? Are you!"
"Why didn't you think about this when you lost him?"
"I didn't want to throw it away... I didn't mean to..." Li Lu's lips turned pale instantly.
Little by little, I dosed her like a chronic poison: "That child is very smart and looks like you, but because he has no mother, he is often laughed at."
"Don't talk, don't talk!" Li Lu's eyes were already red, and his joints were creaking. "Tell me, where is he?"
I was silent for a while, my face was cold, and then I ordered the general to point to the still hot mocha: "Drink it and I'll tell you."
"Lin Xian!"
"Only I know the whereabouts of your son. If you don't drink it, I promise you will never want to know for the rest of your life."
Li Lu first looked at me, her eyes almost popped out, as if she was going to pounce on me and tear me apart, then slowly, the desire subsided, the whites of her eyes were a little red, she turned to look at the cup of coffee, As if it were some kind of poison.
She walked over and picked it up, her hands trembling slightly, and her somewhat hideous and disgusting expression was reflected on the surface of the coffee.
I stared at her so intently that I could even see the goose bumps on her arms.
Finally, she raised her head and poured it in. A little coffee slipped from the corner of her mouth and stuck on her dress. She was like a gluttonous glutton trying to swallow the coffee cup in a hurry, as if she was afraid of tasting the coffee.
"Hmm!" However, at the moment when she was trying to swallow her neck, she flew to the trash can by the wall, knelt on the ground, and vomited it all out!
It came up from the stomach, and I saw her chest rise and fall violently, as if there was a Monkey King in her stomach, and there was a lot of trouble.
She scratched at her throat, and the physiological tears kept streaming down, so uncomfortable that people couldn't bear to watch it again.
On the ground, was an overturned leather bag. Several bottles and jars rolled out of the bag. I picked it up and took a look, and it was as expected. LC