Ming Bufei thought he was dead.

Looking at the familiar room blankly, she pinched her thigh meat again, and the pain from her body told her again, yes, this is indeed the room she used to have.

Looking at the photon calendar reflected on the wall, Ming Bufei looked at her hands as white as jade and well-maintained in a trance, and then stretched out her hand to touch her face, there were no disgusting folds on her smooth skin, and she was a little unsure whether she had a dream.

A real and desperate dream.

Suddenly, Ming Bufei felt the slightly arched place next to her bed move, she was stunned, and then saw a thin little guy lift the quilt and sit up, looking at her blankly.

"Mom, you're awake." The little guy stretched out his little hand and touched Ming's forehead, and then as if relieved, he showed a smile, quickly got out of bed, brought her a glass of water, and said to her very obediently, "Mom, drink water." ”

Ming Bufei blinked, looking at the little doll in front of him who looked like he was only four or five years old, "Luo Luo? ”

"Mom? Is there anything else you feel uncomfortable with? Ming Luoluo blinked his eyes wide, looking at her suspiciously, strange, his mother would never call him Luoluo so intimately, well, it must be that the illness has not healed yet!

Ming Bufei hadn't come back to his senses yet, and his eyes were still a little dull.

Obviously, he was shot in the head by a laser gun in the last second, but now he returned to his room, and saw his young son, the huge gap made Ming Bufei's brain stop working instantly, and waited until the little guy screamed a few more times before he barely came back to his senses, and took a sip of water unconsciously.

Ming Luoluo naturally didn't know what happened to his mother, but he also knew that his mother actually didn't like to touch her casually, so he withdrew his little hand and looked at his mother who was drinking water expressionlessly with some anxiety.

Mom wouldn't be angry that she was resting in her room without her permission, would she?

Ming Luoluo's mood suddenly fell a little, shrugged his little head, and stood by the bed nervously, not knowing if his mother would beat him like his aunts.

The little guy didn't know the messy thoughts in his head, he took a sip of hot water, and felt that his abdomen was gradually becoming warmer, so he slowly looked at his room, and the photon calendar on the wall clearly told her that she had returned to fifteen years ago.

How can a real and hopeless feeling be just a dream?

Ming Bufei didn't believe that it was a dream, so that means that Ming should be reborn, right? Reborn to the point where things have not yet reached the point of no return.

Glancing at the timid expression on the little guy's face, Ming Bufei was slightly stunned, and in a trance she seemed to hear the young man resolutely and indifferently boarding the battleship belonging to the empire, and coldly told her, "My name is Lei Luo, Ming Luo Luo has long been dead!" ”

But...... When her life was drained and the Federation took her hostage, the person who had cut off her relationship with her early was forced to be bullied by the Federation's mecha because of her!

Ming Bufei suddenly felt that his eyes were blurry, and then he heard the little guy's panicked voice ringing out, "Mom, why are you crying?" Is there something uncomfortable? ”

Ming Bufei sniffed, directly wiped away the tears accumulated in his eyes, pulled a smile on his face, looked at the little guy and said, "Luo Luo, roll up your sleeves and let your mother see it, okay?" ”

Ming Luoluo was stunned for a moment, then shook his head violently, took a few steps back, and said in a panic, "I still have homework to finish, Mom, I'm going to do my homework!" ”

After that, Ming Luoluo covered his two cuffs and prepared to run, but Ming Bufei grabbed his arm directly, and without the slightest hesitation, he directly lifted the long sleeves he was wearing from his wrist.

The four or five-year-old little doll is not as round and fleshy as other families, far thinner than it looks, and Ming Bufei can even feel his bones when he holds his son's little hand, and looks at the criss-crossed bruises on his arms, some of which are obviously newly added recently, and it looks very painful.

"Lolo, do you hate your mother?" Ming Bufei looked uncomfortable, she didn't expect that her disregard for the child would make this child be bullied behind her own unbelieving, just there were so many scars on this little arm, and how many traces did she can't see in other parts of the child's body?

As soon as she thought of this, her heart seemed to be crumbled, and when she remembered that the child said 'I hate you' with great indifference, tears fell one by one, falling on the little one's wound that had not yet healed.

Ming Luoluo was stunned, and then fell silent, he didn't know what hate was at a young age, but he also wanted his mother to be able to hug him like other people's mothers and treat himself gently, but Ming Luoluo knew when he was very young that his mother didn't like him.

Biting his lower lip, the teacher said that lying children are not good children, but Ming Luoluo doesn't hate his mother at all, at least although his mother doesn't like him, but it's not like his aunt always likes to bully him like his brother and sister.

Ming Bufei saw that the child was stunned, and then shook his head violently, and heard the little guy raise his head timidly and say, "Luo Luo likes his mother the most, it's just ...... Mom also likes Luo Luo, okay, as long as you give it a look. ”

As he spoke, he seemed to be afraid that Ming Bufei didn't understand how much it was, so he stretched out his index finger and then held it with his other hand, revealing only a small fingertip.

Ming Bufei felt sour in his heart, and hurriedly picked him up, stuffed him tightly into his arms, put his chin on the little guy's shoulder, sniffed, but the tears in his eyes couldn't be stopped at all, but he just pulled out a smile, patted the little guy's back gently, and said softly, "Okay, mom will like you in the future, not all at once, but a lot, okay?" ”

Ming Luoluo was stunned, feeling that something seemed to be wrong with his mother, after all, his mother had never liked him before, and she would not say these words to him.

However, the little guy is obviously very happy that his mother can hug him, although he doesn't know when this lot will disappear at once, but Ming Luoluo is a good child, and it is easy to be satisfied!

Nodding heavily, the little guy tightly clutched Ming Fei's clothes, but said with a hint of choked in his voice, "Okay, Mom, you said a lot, you can't regret it!" ”

Ming Bufei listened to the child's immature words, hooked his lips, and said softly, "Mom will never regret it......"

Mom will also make those who have hurt you pay one by one! Ming Luoluo, in this life, my mother will not give you another chance to hate me!