Sometimes, pretending to be stupid is indeed a very sad thing.

Put the phone with the deleted video back in the handbag, lift it up and look up at the blue sky and white clouds, the world of falling snow seems to freeze at this moment.

The previous picture and text, the current video, the purpose for which this person sent her, is obvious.

Snowfall is wise. She had already sensed some information from Hetun's words of reprimanding her. In other words, no one will redress her Lin Xueluo's grievances, maybe everyone will only be angry with her like Hetun!

How innocent I am!

Xueluo smiled, smiling a little sadly.

Even if he divorced that man, what could he do, and he was not suppressed under his shadow and lived a life of compromise?

Xueluo has fantasized more than once: he wants to take his son Lin Nuo away and fly away! But where can you fly high? At the very least, she can't guarantee her own children!

Walking aimlessly in the arteries of the hustle and bustle of the city, the snow fell and suddenly lost its direction. It's just mechanically moving with the movement of the crowd.

In the crowd, Xue Luo caught the spot of his gaze, and saw a little milk baby who was crying in his mother's arms. It was a little boy who looked like he was only about three years old, not yet of kindergarten age.

"Cry, cry, cry, know to cry! If you don't let your mother go to work properly, how can your mother have the money to buy you toys. ”

The little boy cried uncontrollably, pointing to the toy store on the side of the road.

Xueluo suddenly came up with the idea of buying a toy for his son Lin Nuo. So, she walked into the toy store.

The toy store is huge, the kind of flagship store. It's not a weekend, so not many people come to buy toys.

Xueluo saw a telligent-robot, similar to the one Hetun bought for Nuonuo, but when she looked at the price, Xueluo retracted her hand again. It's going to be a few months' salary.

Suddenly, inexplicable sorrow came to my heart: whether it was Hetun or Feng Xinglang, he could buy this telligent-robot for his son Lin Nuo unscrupulously; But her own mother...... But the heart is more than enough, but the strength is insufficient.

Snowfall sniffed her somewhat pantothenic nose and stopped looking at the Telligent-Robot. As much as you can, you can do as much as you can. You don't have to buy this expensive telligent-robot for your son, you can choose something else.

Xueluo saw a ceramic tumbler. It is a giant panda with a beautiful form. The monotone color of black and white looks quite refreshing. The key is good quality and affordability.

Xue Luo liked it very much, so he bought it. She knew that her son didn't like to bring handicapped toys very much, and the little things said that they would lower his IQ. If his son Lin Nuo doesn't like it, it's better to keep it for himself.

Holding this ceramic tumbler, Xueluo seemed to have found his goal at once, summoned a taxi, and hurried to his son Lin Nuo's kindergarten.

It's time for dinner soon, and she can't wait to send this tumbler to her son.

The snow fell on the school in a hurry, but was stopped outside the school gate by the security guards. Xueluo did not embarrass the security guards, so he waited outside the gate in silence.

At this moment, Xueluo doesn't want to go anywhere, he just wants to be closer to his children, and be closer!

She sat in the flower garden outside the kindergarten gate, just waiting quietly. She wanted to wait until her son, Lin Nuo, got out of school.

The mobile phone rang, and the call was from Feng Xinglang.

Silently glanced at the ringing mobile phone, but Xueluo did not connect at the first time. It wasn't until the phone rang for the third round that she slid the answer button to her ear.

"Where?"

The voice on the other end of the phone was warm. It seems to suppress a trace of irritability.

"Pressing the road outside......

The snow fell and answered clearly.

"Tell me where it is, I'll press it with you!"

The man's voice is always so good. It's low and gloomy, and it's dyed with a little bit of floating charm.

Xueluo likes to listen to men's voices: so close, close to ears; And so far, far away at the cape.

Inexplicably, the tears of the snow rolled down.

"Don't come...... You'd better earn more milk powder money for your son. ”

Xueluo just wants to sit here quietly by herself, not wanting to be disturbed.

"But now I just need to press the road with my woman! Tell me, where are you? ”

Feng Xinglang's voice was a little more solemn, so sharp that Lin Xue was not allowed to avoid it.

Xueluo was silent for a while, playing with the tumbler in his hand again and again, silently feeling the breathing of the man on the other end of the phone, one by one, and never left.

"What are you doing? Breathe so hard. ”

Xueluo didn't seem to want to tell the man where he was, but he didn't seem to want to hang up the phone just like that. So, she casually found a topic.

"I was just in the training center and now I'm out again. Mom, tell mom where you are! ”

'Child's mother', the scream made Xueluo's heart palpitate. This man will always have such magic power, which can peel off her psychological defenses little by little and pour in.

“…… At the entrance of the kindergarten, the idiot woman who was in a daze was me. ”

Xue Luo laughed at herself with cold humor.

"Don't go. I'll go over and be in a daze with you now! ”

Feng Xinglang hung up the phone, and then the supercar that he had just changed was like an arrow from the string, roaring towards the kindergarten.

On the edge of the flower garden outside the kindergarten gate, the man saw the woman who was sitting in a daze.

Looking at the man who was hurrying towards him, the tears that had been wiped away by the snow fell were once again clouded with crystal clear liquid.

Feng Xinglang didn't say anything, and went straight to the back of the woman's head and hugged her tightly in his arms.

After a pause, Feng Xinglang felt the woman in his arms sobbing in a low voice; Then a pair of arms wrapped around his waist and hugged him tightly.

"My woman Feng Xinglang is so emotional even when she cries!"

Feng Xinglang didn't ask why the woman was crying, but just hugged the woman tightly and said gentle humorous words.

"For me?" Feng Xinglang saw the toy gift box beside the woman.

"Don't move! For Nono's. ”

Xue Luo scolded coquettishly, wiped her tears and snatched back the toy gift box from Feng Xinglang's hand.

"No...... I want it too! You can't just love your son and not me! ”

Feng Xinglang reached out again to grab the toy gift box.

"Feng Xinglang, are you hypocritical? Are there still fewer people who love you? ”

The woman suddenly became angry.

"But I just want your love!"

The man stared deeply into the woman's eyes, in a warm and hot manner.