The little hands were held a little tight, and the nails dug deeply into the flesh, causing some pain. The eye sockets were sore, and liquid was swirling inside again.
Ling Xiaoran breathed hard and deeply, not daring to blink, fearing that if she blinked, tears of disappointment would roll down her face again.
Don’t cry, don’t cry, it’s okay, it’s okay, Hao is just too disappointed with himself, that’s why he is like this, don’t think too much, don’t think too much, don’t doubt Hao’s deep feelings for him, one year, bit by bit
The collected fragments flashed over and over again in my mind like a replay.
In those sweet moments, her heart slowly regained its composure. Ling Xiaoran stroked her belly and murmured: "Baby, dad loves mom very much. He loves mom very much. Dad will also forgive mom soon, because dad loves mom."
,right?"
No one responded, and Ling Xiaoran suddenly found herself so lonely. When she was helpless and needed someone to talk to, she found that the people around her who seemed to have a tacit understanding suddenly disappeared.
My father and mother, who were supposed to have returned to China, could not be contacted.
Leng Qu, who used to report almost every day, seemed to have suddenly disappeared.
Just when Ling Xiaoran was hesitant and helpless, the mobile phone she had been waiting for for a long time finally turned on miraculously. When Ling Xiaoran saw the number displayed on it, she thought for a moment that it was her auditory hallucination.
The ringtone on the phone is so real that I almost picked up the phone tremblingly...
"Ran Ran, I'm sorry about what happened yesterday. I shouldn't be angry with you! It's my fault. I didn't arrange things at work well, which caused me to neglect you and make you think wildly. It's my husband's fault. Will you forgive me?
"?" The gentle voice came from the phone like water, and Ling Xiaoran felt that everything was like a dream...
Everything that happened last night was just a dream. Hao was still her Hao and had not changed.