"you… "
Xin Luo looked at the boy who appeared out of nowhere in front of her, and once thought that she was hallucinating.
The little boy in front of him looked only four or five years old.
Soft black hair hung on her forehead, a pair of deep and narrow black eyes, hidden behind the broken hair, stared at her intently.
The expression on his face was very pale, almost expressionless.
But Xinluo could see a little bit of curiosity and a little bit of concern from his deep black eyes.
The little boy's facial features are extremely delicate, even compared with the handsome An An, they are not inferior.
No, he is even more upright and deeper than An An's facial features.
It also looks bigger than An An.
She thought that when this child grows up, he will definitely become a person with profound facial features, impeccable beauty, who will attract the attention of countless girls.
"Who bullied you? Why are you crying?"
The little boy spoke again, and by the way, poked her soft and slippery arm again.
"I... no one bullied me, I didn't cry."
Xin Luo suddenly came to her senses, wiped the tears on her face carelessly with her hands, and smiled at the little boy.
The heart is beating wildly.
The place where the little boy poked lightly with his finger felt faintly hot.
This feeling is too real.
The black-haired and black-eyed boy in front of her was almost a miniature version of Lu Yuchen's boy, and it wasn't an illusion imagined by her excessive grief.
He actually, is a real existence.
Xinluo felt that her mind was in a mess, her breathing was fast, and her heart was beating fast.
But no matter how chaotic, how fast and how fast, she also tried her best to maintain her superficial calm.
"It's because sand got in my eyes, so I shed tears." She said, and smiled sweetly at the boy.
The little boy looked at her, doubts flashed in his dark black pupils.
He clearly saw that the woman was crying.
But why did she lie
The little Lu Qilin thought about it, probably because he felt ashamed to cry.
Adults love face.
If she didn't want to admit it, she would feel ashamed if she punctured it herself, right
"Then I'll blow it for you, blow the sand away, and you won't cry."
After speaking, the little boy stretched out his arms and put them on Xinluo's shoulders.
Leaning forward, using her small mouth to look at her bright peach blossom eyes, which were still filled with mist, she blew lightly.
"call-"
The gentle warm wind gently blows Xinluo's curled eyelashes.
She felt that somewhere in her heart seemed to have been stabbed severely.
A sour taste immediately filled the nostrils.
The eye sockets are red all at once.
"Don't cry, the sand will be blown away."
The little boy didn't like to see her tears, so he leaned over slightly, and gently kissed her eyelids before she could close them.
"Hey, don't cry."
He remembered that adults coax children like this.
The sudden kiss completely stunned Xin Luo.
From the moment the little boy appeared, she knew who he was.
She froze in place in a daze, with expressions of disbelief, surprise and excitement changing rapidly on her face.
It never occurred to her that after four years of separation, the first reunion between her and Youyou would be like this.
Seeing her stunned, the little boy thought he was frightened by his kiss.
He pursed his lips, showing no joy or anger on his indifferent expression.
But in fact, it's a little annoying.
It turned out that she didn't like her own kiss.
No, she might just be offended, not disliked.
Just like myself, I don't like others, especially strangers, to get close at will.
In his heart, the little boy excused the woman.
Then he turned sideways and sat down beside the woman.
"I just wanted to thank you," he said.