Every word and deed, this eyebrow, this demeanor, all the time, does not reflect the shadow of the negative person......

Oh my God, are you pitying me, or are you torturing me? Is he my son or not?

Shall I tell him and recognize him? But how can I tell him? Will he believe it? Does he think I'm crazy......

If he is my child, where has my daughter gone? Why wasn't she by the side of the guilty man? Xiaofeng, my poor child, you ......

The apprehension and pain in her heart made Hongying tremble slightly, bursts of cold sweat broke out on her forehead, she stretched out her trembling hand, grabbed her collar, and was about to lose her breath for a while.

"Auntie, you, why is your face so ugly? Isn't it uncomfortable again? It's better for me to carry you," Seeing Hongying's face crimson, and her expression seemed to be a little wrong, Xiaoguang squatted down again.

"No, I want to go again." Calm down, I must be calm! Hongying secretly let out a long breath, trying to calm her emotions, she sighed, bent down to pull Xiaoguang, and held his hand, "Just hold it like this, if you hold me, I will be much more comfortable." ”

"Okay, I'll hold you." Xiaoguang nodded, while holding Hongying, he was secretly proud in his heart, I held my aunt's hand, I felt very warm, could it be that this is fate, because of Nuan Nuan, we are destined to become a family's fate?

Thinking of this, Xiaoguang couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, he raised his foot and walked to the other side of Hongying, holding Hongying with one hand and holding Hongying's shoulder with the other......

Maybe this is the warmth from her son, Hongying sighed secretly in her heart, for so many years, her children have been by the side of others, and she has been tormented by longing all day long, and she can't imagine that there will be a time to relive the warmth......

God, please give Xiaofeng back to me, I promise Hongying once again that as long as my children return to me, I am willing to let go of my past grievances and no longer resent and curse others. Hongying held Xiaoguang's hand tightly and walked forward slowly......

"Auntie, what are you thinking?"

"Your mother? Is she good to you? As she said this, Hongying tried her best to suppress her heartbeat.

"My mother?" Xiaoguang raised his head slightly, looked into the distance, and spat at the sky, "What should I say, since I was a child, I have hired a nanny at home, and it is the nanny who takes care of my life, my mother is never stingy, she spends money on me, she gives me whatever I want, so in the eyes of everyone, my mother loves me very much, but for me, between our mother and son, it seems that there is always a wall between us, I remember, when I was a child, answering my mother's questions, I always stood opposite her respectfully, every time I faced her, I had a kind of ironic nervousness. She shouted baby baby, but since I was a child, whether it was my study or life, the way she cared about it was routine inquiries. When I was a child, I thought that other people's mothers were like this, but when I grew up, I realized that there was an inexplicable birth between us.

I wondered, where did the birth between mother and son come from? Later, I thought about it, and thought to myself, probably because my mother was born in a wealthy family, so there is always a feeling of being superior. But it's okay, I haven't been sticky to her since I was a child, I'm very independent in personality, I went abroad at the age of fifteen, so be it between us, it's just that my mother is very domineering, and she arranged a family affair for me, but I have never liked that woman......".

Speaking of these things, Xiaoguang was sad, what's wrong today, why did I say so much? Or the same old lady who has only seen him twice......