Lu Ningning blew on Li Chengfeng's wound, and said, "Snoring, purring, it doesn't hurt." ”

It reminded him of his childhood.

That year, his mother Lin Sirong cheated and quarreled with his father, his father left the house in a bad mood, his mother smashed all the furnishings in the house, and hit him with a vase, the vase fragments were pierced on his small body, he cried bitterly, shouting to his mother to help him rub it, listening to her say that she was snoring and purring, and it didn't hurt, but Lin Sirong pushed him to the ground, and the huge fragments of the vase pierced his back like that......

"Mom, I hurt, Mom, help me blow and blow, I want to hear Mommy purring hair......"

He was lying on the ground, crying out to his mother in grief, but Lin Sirong turned a blind eye, drank wine, pushed him out of the living room with a gloomy face, and threw him to the maid Anna, while he closed the bedroom door and drank alone.

At that time, Li Chengfeng was only seven years old, he was still so young, how much pain he had, but no one knew......

Since then, even if Li Chengfeng is seriously injured, he will endure it, grit his teeth and bear it himself, and will no longer ask his mother for help, let alone anyone.

It's just in the dead of night, sad, silent tears.

Now, Lu Ningning suddenly blew on his wound and snorted at him, reminding him of being hurt by his mother many years ago, so he was in a low mood......

After Lu Ningning helped Li Chengfeng bandage his wounds, Li Chengfeng left the bedroom to prepare toiletries for Lu Ningning, and Lu Ningning stayed alone in Li Chengfeng's bedroom to watch around.

Only then did I find that there was a huge little white rabbit doll lying on the left side of Li Chengfeng's big bed.

Kanaya Zangjiao?

Somehow, this word popped up in Lu Ningning's mind.

I didn't expect Li Chengfeng's "Jiao" to be such a cute little white rabbit doll.

It was a white rabbit doll with a snow-white fluffy body and a tall body.

Lying on the bed quietly, the little white rabbit's ears often drooped, Lu Ningning climbed into bed, grabbed the little white rabbit's ears is a ravage, and then hugged the little white rabbit doll, and the two legs restlessly clamped the little white rabbit, and murmured: "Little white rabbit, little white rabbit, can you go down...... Hmph, anyway, the place where you sleep will be mine in the future. ”

Of course, the little white rabbit didn't answer Lu Ningning's muttering, Lu Ningning poked the little white rabbit's round belly, and then jumped out of bed and continued to observe Li Chengfeng's bedroom.

At this time, her eyes were drawn to the glass vitrines in the corner of the bedroom.

There are a lot of small yellowed toys in the glass windows......

Lu Ningning didn't expect that Li Chengfeng, who had always been cold, would collect such gadgets.

Those things were probably collected by Li Chengfeng when he was a child.

The bottom row of the window is full of white rabbit dolls, and in the center is a hand-woven little ugly, palm-sized pink white rabbit doll, which seems to be well protected, and the doll's ears are crookedly written with Lu Ningning's name.

Lu Ningning recognized it at a glance, it was her own handwriting, her own name.

When she was rescued from the fire by Li Chengfeng ten years ago, she once stuffed it into his hand as a thank you.

That Li Chengfeng likes the little white rabbit doll so much, is it also related to her?

For some reason, Lu Ningning's eyes suddenly became a little sour.

It turned out that the little white rabbit doll she gave to Li Chengfeng when she was a child was actually treasured by him.

When Li Chengfeng prepared the toiletries and returned to the bedroom, he found that Lu Ningning's crystal clear black agate eyes were a little red, like a little rabbit.

Did she cry? Why?