"That's why you blame me?" Song Jingxing looked down at Xiang Xian and asked softly.

Xiang Xian didn't reply, and blinked quickly.

Song Jingxing smiled helplessly and sighed: "It's really a big misunderstanding, which separated us by three years. ”

After a moment of silence, he continued: "My mother's illness recurred that year, and it was never very good, so I couldn't go back to you in time. ”

"I wrote you many, many letters at that time, why didn't you reply to me at all?"

With so many letters, why should she turn a blind eye? Even if you want to say goodbye to him and don't get along with him for old age, you should tell him in advance.

"I was angry with you and never wanted to see you again, how could I reply to your letter?" Xiang Xian replied.

She had received and seen those things, but that time was her saddest time, no matter what he said, she would not believe it, she just wanted to completely dissociate herself from him, and it was absolutely impossible to write back to him.

Song Jingxing didn't blame her, but instead showed a rather bleak smile on his face.

If it weren't for this big misunderstanding, none of this would have happened.

Song Jingxing hugged her into his arms and greedily drew warmth from her. The thoughts that have been pent-up in the past three years have all erupted at this moment, and they all have to be satisfied.

Xiangxian also hugged him, and that empty heart got satisfaction and comfort from him.

However, after a while, Song Jingxing suddenly realized a very serious problem.

She was angry with him back then, so she married someone else and gave birth to someone else's child. She's married now, so, they're in, cheating?

Song Jingxing froze suddenly, unable to accept this fact.

It's not that he can't accept the fact that she has married and had children, but he can't accept the fact that she has long belonged to another man and will no longer belong to him.

"You resented me back then, that's why you married someone else?" Song Jingxing let go of her, stared at her with his eyes, and asked.

She is someone else's wife now, no matter what she decides in the future, but now, he has to respect her and keep his distance from her.

Xiangxian understood his thoughts at the moment, and when she saw him so serious, solemn, sad and lost, she couldn't help but want to laugh.

She held back a laugh and replied, "yes." ”

Sure enough, the expression on Song Jingxing's face became more and more sad and lost.

Xiangxian couldn't help it, and laughed out loud.

"I lied to you."

Before Song Jingxing could figure out the meaning of her words, she suddenly hooked the back of her neck, pulled him down, and kissed him.

Song Jingxing felt a daze in his mind, as if a white light flashed.

It's been three years, three years of resentment has accumulated in each other's hearts, and now I know that everything is a misunderstanding, Kuangda's passion is burning each other's hearts, and thoughts and feelings are entangled with each other, lingering and compassionate, and enduring.

When both of them regained their consciousness, only the light gauze curtain was gently swaying in front of them.

The sound of wheezing echoed in the ears of the two, and when it subsided a little, Song Jingxing wanted to ask her what she meant by the previous sentence.

But at this moment, the cry of a child suddenly came from outside the door.

Xiangxian got up suddenly, and while hurriedly getting dressed, she said, "It's Xiaoxin who is crying, I'll go see what's wrong with him." ”

After she finished speaking, she ran out like a gust of wind.

Song Jingxing was left there alone, stunned.

She has a child now, and that child is her own, and in her heart, the weight of the child must be heavier than his.

Song Jingxing frowned and got up.

He was jealous of a little child.

No matter whose child it is, as long as Xiangxian is still willing to be with him, he will treat that child as his own.

Xiangxian hurriedly ran out and saw that the nurse was holding Xiaoxin, coaxing him while wiping his tears.

"What's wrong?" Xiangxian asked.

"The little boy was just playing with Jin'er, and the two had a quarrel again, this time Jin'er was fine, and the little boy cried." The nurse explained.

Xiang Xian saw Xiaoxin's crying face full of tears, and felt sorry in her heart, so she took him over and hugged him in her arms.

"Jin'er bullied you?" Xiangxian asked.

"Hmm." Xiaoxin nodded.

"How did I bully you?"

"He's going to rob me of my flowers."

With Xiangxian's understanding of Xiaoxin, he shouldn't cry when someone robs something. Therefore, he asked, "Did he beat you again?" ”

"Nope." Xiaoxin shook his head and said, "I beat him." ”

Xiangxian was stunned: "Then why are you crying?" ”

It was he who beat people, why did he cry?

"He cried before, and I cried this time." Xiaoxin still had tears on his face, and replied stubbornly.

Xiangxian was speechless, stopped hugging him, and put him on the ground.

"Alright, don't pretend. It's obvious that you hit someone, and you still cry louder than anyone else, and the wicked sue first? ”

Xiaoxin doesn't like to cry since he was a child, if he is robbed of something by another child, he won't cry, and he will definitely snatch it back. So Xiangxian understands, don't look at this child's crying pitiful face, in fact, it's all pretended.

Xiaoxin didn't need to be coaxed, wiped his tears and played in the corridor.

Xiangxian looked at his small figure and couldn't help but sigh.

How can this child be like this? Who is it with?

The rain outside stopped, and Xiaoxin was playing and suddenly ran out.

Seeing this, Xiang Xian hurriedly followed, planning to arrest him and go back to see his father.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a soft voice suddenly sounded in her ears: "This clothing is light and thin, cool and comfortable to wear, and after a while, it will be just right to wear." ”

Xiang Xian looked in the direction where the voice came from and saw Liu Yirou sitting at the table in the room, holding a finished dress in her hand.

The door of the room was open, as if to let in the fresh air after the rain.

With a gentle smile on her face, Liu Yirou gently stroked the clothes in her hand, as if she was caressing her beloved.

"Jing Xing hasn't come back yet?" Liu Yirou suddenly asked the old woman beside her.

Xiangxian frowned suddenly, Liu Yirou called Song Jingxing so affectionate?

The old woman replied, "The second son has not yet returned, and when he comes back and sees the clothes you have worked so hard to make for him, he will be happy." ”

Xiangxian understood now, and annoyance rose in her heart.

It turned out that the dress in Liu Yirou's hand, which she regarded as her beloved, was made by her for Song Jingxing.

With such a gesture, who would believe that she had no other thoughts about Song Jingxing?

Xiangxian was angry in her heart, so she didn't look for the child, and went straight back to the room.

Song Jingxing was waiting for her, and when he saw that she came back with an unkind face, he asked; "What's wrong?"

Xiangxian replied angrily: "What's wrong with me, does it have anything to do with you?" ”

Song Jingxing was stunned, what happened to her?

Xiang Xian didn't say anything more, pulled him and pushed him to the door.

"Go, don't let me see you again!"