At that time, Xiaobai became a vegetative person, the boy who loved to laugh, the boy who could speak coldly, the boy who was only thirteen years old, lying on the hospital bed, unable to say a word.

Huo Shasha dared to do anything in order to get rid of her at that time, especially Lu Jingcheng's Lu clan covered the sky with one hand in Ancheng, and even the Bo clan was powerless to resist him, so Huo Shasha sent someone to drive to hit her.

She didn't die, but Xiaobai became a vegetative person in order to save her.

At that time, Huo Shiyan knew that the young man who looked at the cold face and hated her had been following her all these days, and the last words of the young man lying in a pool of blood, Huo Shiyan was still trembling and in a trance when she thought about it.

He said, "Mother, I know you hate me. I want to hate you too, but I can't help it, and I still like you very much. ”

Until she died, Xiaobai didn't wake up.

Huo Shiyan's heart ached fiercely, she looked at Xiaobai's stunned face with tears streaming down her eyes, crying and laughing, "Xiaobai, can you say something to me?" Mother, please, would you like to say something to me? ”

This sentence was said by Huo Shiyan more than a hundred times in his hospital bed in his previous life, but every time, there was no response.

The teenager seems to have really given up on her as an adoptive mother.

Never want to wake up again.

The feeling of suffocation and pain has not gone for a long time.

Huo Shiyan hugged Xiaobai and broke down and cried.

Reliving her life, she knew that she had failed to be a person in her previous life, failed to be a wife, and failed to be a mother, and her limbs were numb from pain, and she couldn't even breathe.

"Mom... Mother, don't cry. Xiaobai called her carefully, and when she didn't refute, she clumsily raised her hand to wipe away her tears, "Don't cry, okay?" I forgive you, I forgive you everything......"

Huo Shiyan looked at him with tears in her eyes, suddenly smiled, and hugged him tightly.

Her Xiaobai is the kindest child in the world.

She should have known.

It's all her fault.

"Dad, I like this kind of mom so much."

At night, Xiaobai and Bo Han slept together, their dark eyes were bright, and they finally looked like children.

After Huo Shiyan finished crying, she adjusted her emotions back, she didn't dare to say anything about rebirth, she could only say that she had a dream, so she repented.

The big and small in the family, the souls who have long been bought by her sweet words don't know where they are, whether it is a trap or not, jump first.

Their reaction of complete trust made Huo Shiyan's nose sour again, and she even wanted to kneel down and thank God for giving her such a chance again.

So, Xiaobai lived here, Huo Shiyan was reluctant to let him go, and even fed him bite by bite for dinner, and his big eyes were almost laughing when he was happy.

And Bo Hanshen watched from the side, and the vinegar was about to soar out.

But it is rare to see Xiaobai like this, he can only swallow the grudge into his stomach silently, fortunately, Huo Shiyan did not forget him as a patient, and after a while, he waited for the two of them to sleep on the bed, and Huo Shiyan went to wash.

"I like her like this too," Bo Han smiled faintly, but his eyes were a little deep, "She looks smart." ”

I just don't know if this will be another scam on her part.

If not, so much better.

Xiaobai rarely didn't object to his father, and giggled again:

"Do you think she'll agree if I call her mom? I think the title of mother is too rusty. ”