Leng Junlin had a bad feeling, but he still asked, "What's the good news?"
The big black grape-like eyes looked between Lin Xiaomi and Leng Yihuang from time to time, they were watery and looked pitiful.
Leng Yihuang put on his belt and sat on the edge of the bed. Regardless of Lin Xiaomi's struggle, he held her hand in his palm: "The good news is that your mother is back."
Without waiting for Leng Junlin to ask again, he continued, "The bad news is that your beads are gone."
No matter how you listen, how do you feel, the man spoke with a bit of schadenfreude.
Lin Xiaomi couldn't break away from his hand, so she had to compromise. Looking at Leng Junlin's blank face, she felt distressed, but she didn't know how to talk to him.
Leng Junlin looked at the two people sitting together in disbelief, feeling deeply hurt.
With big angry eyes staring at Leng Yihuang's indifferent face, what kind of feeling does it feel to be pried into the corner of the wall by Lao Tzu
Leng Yihuang seemed to feel that his son was not angry enough, and reminded him: "Come here, call mom."
Leng Junlin suddenly became irritable: "She is not my mother! She is Zhuzhu!"
Leng Yihuang sighed and shook his head: "You don't even recognize your mother, your mother will be very sad."
Leng Junlin couldn't accept it. It was Zhuzhu, but how could it be his mother? This was obviously a lie fabricated by Leng Yihuang who pried his corner.
Leng Junlin's eyes were red, he looked at Lin Xiaomi, and shouted: "Liar! You two big liars!"
Because of his anger, he struggled fiercely. When Wang Rui heard Leng Yihuang's words, she was dumbfounded. When she let go of her hands, Leng Junlin fell directly from her arms, and fell a big heel, and the little chubby fell to the ground. On the ground, with a bang, he burst into tears with a bang.
Lin Xiaomi's heart suddenly jumped up, and she was about to get out of bed when she lifted the quilt: "Junlin, is there anything wrong?"
Leng Yihuang held her down, not letting her go to the ground, and looked at her with frowning eyes: "What are you going to do, don't you know if your foot hurts?"
Lin Xiaomi dared not ignore him and wanted to push him away, Leng Yihuang leaned close to her ear and whispered: "If you go to the ground, the wound will definitely open, and the blood will flow like a river, you want to scare me Son?"
Lin Xiaomi was a little confused when he heard this, and felt that what he said made sense.
If he went to the ground, he would definitely bleed. Junlin is so small, what should he do if he is frightened, and if he doesn't go to coax him, she will be so distressed that she can't bear it.
He stretched out his hand and pushed Leng Yihuang: "Then go and see your son."
"Okay." Leng Yihuang touched her small face, and coaxed softly: "Don't worry, he's quite skinny."
As he spoke, he kissed the corner of her mouth.
Lin Xiaomi was unprepared and was kissed by him.
Leng Junlin was just howling at first, but he found that no one cared about him, especially after seeing Leng Yihuang kissing Lin Xiaomi, wow, he really cried out now.
His beads were pried away by Leng Yihuang, and no one cared about him anymore.
It may be a change in mentality. Before hearing Leng Junlin cry, Lin Xiaomi also felt distressed, but it will not be like this now, feeling like her whole heart is going to be broken.
"Go and see him quickly." Seeing that Leng Yihuang was still sitting there, Lin Xiaomi pinched him angrily.
Only the former Lin Xiaomi would do such small moves.
Leng Yihuang was overjoyed, and felt that he could slowly bring back all her little habits and tricks.
Hearing the sound of his son crying loudly, Leng Yihuang frowned and stood up when Leng Junlin grabbed Wang Rui's hand: "Take me away, I want to get out of here, take me away quickly."
Because of the plaster cast on his leg, he fell to the ground and couldn't even stand up. He had to be hugged when he went in and out.
At this time, Wang Rui also regained her senses, leaned over and hugged him, turned around and walked out of the ward.
Seeing Leng Junlin crying, she finally found some comfort in her heart. Leng Junlin would not accept this woman. As long as there was his objection, Mr. President and Mrs. President would never allow this counterfeit to enter the door.
She hugged Leng Junlin and left quickly. Leng Junlin cried miserably, like a poor little abandoned man. Even in the ward, his cries could be heard across the long corridor.
Lin Xiaomi was so distressed that he was about to die, and urged Leng Yihuang to go out and have a look: "Go and coax him, hurry up, I'm afraid something might happen to him."
Leng Yihuang sat back beside her again, saw that she blushed anxiously, and stretched out his hand to embrace her in his arms: "He is a boy, so he is so fragile, at most, he can't accept it for a while, let him hide alone Just cry in the corner for a while."
"It's you, don't cry, or I will feel bad."
Leng Yihuang kissed the corner of her mouth.
Because he would come to kiss her from time to time, Lin Xiaomi, who was a little repulsed at first, gradually got used to his touch.
After being kissed by him, she didn't hide, but just stared at him angrily: "It's all your fault, why did you say it so directly, he definitely won't be able to accept it."
Leng Yihuang looked at her innocently: "Don't tell me, you don't want to recognize your son. If you want to, it's the same if you know sooner or later. If you happen to meet him today, you should just tell him directly, otherwise you will not be able to tell him in the future." It's also troublesome."
He didn't want the wife he found with great difficulty to be sneaky when making out in the future.
In fact, Lin Xiaomi also understands this truth, but seeing her son cry, she feels really distressed.
"Eat a grape."
Lin Xiaomi looked at the peeled grapes in front of her, raised her eyes, and looked at him resentfully: "Why do I feel that you don't care about your son at all."
Leng Yihuang didn't deny it either: "Even if I don't care, I've raised him to such a great age."
Lin Xiaomi suddenly felt a little embarrassed. Indeed, her son was four years old, but she had never fulfilled her responsibilities as a mother. What right did she have to blame him
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"Okay, okay, don't cry, you see everyone is looking at you."
Wang Rui carried Leng Junlin all the way to the lawn behind the hospital. All the way, everyone paid attention to them. Seeing Leng Junlin crying so miserable, they thought she was abusing children.
Leng Junlin didn't listen to her at all, the more she prevented him from crying, the more he cried.
Wang Rui has always had nothing to do with him, and now she is so upset that she is not in the mood to coax him.
Leng Junlin cried for a long time, feeling that his eyes were going to be blinded from crying, and his throat was dry as hell, so he sucked his nose and stopped crying.
It's just that the whole person is like a poor little child who was abandoned, sitting on the lawn, staring at a pair of big eyes like light bulbs crying, sitting there aggrieved.
Seeing that he stopped crying, Wang Rui said softly: "Stop crying? Don't say it's you, even I was very surprised. That person is obviously Alice, how could he become your mother Lin Xiaomi."