Chapter 199: Every time when love is approaching 4
The child's voice is fast and crisp, and the little hand is still holding a book. It is chubby and extremely cute.
Even so, he kept looking at the doll in his hand. He was obviously attracted by the beauty of the latest model, and he was a little helpless.
What did Sister Mai say? If someone gives you something on the street, you must not ask for it. Especially candy. Children will be fascinated after eating it... Sister Mai took her to watch a movie, and the children in it were just because of eating strangers' food.
Candies were deceived by strangers, and their eyes were burned blind with boiling oil, and then the children were trained to become blind singers. It is said that when they beg like this, people will feel pity, and only the money given by passers-by will
There will be more.
So the child pursed his lips and stopped talking.
But her eyes were always fixed on that beautiful doll - this doll was fashionable, new, and foreign. There was no such beautiful doll at home.
Of course, if the little girl is older, she will understand that human traffickers are reluctant to use such platinum version and valuable Barbie dolls to trick children on the roadside.
The child has a voice even if he doesn't speak.
The sound of blinking eyelashes.
The sound of a small mouth pouting.
The cute voices with various expressions on her face all silently declare: I love this doll, I want it so much... I like it so much... But... I can't have it... Mom said, I can't
want……
The smile on Yi Xiangxi's face became softer.
At that time, there were flowers blooming in his heart - he didn't know how to describe it, it was just his intuition. It was like there was a grand garden hidden in his heart, dazzling and dazzling. Those flowers bloomed one after another, and the fragrance was fragrant.
As soon as he thought about it, he flattened the doll and handed it to her through the car window: "Xiao Bai, here you go..."
The child held the toy. Although he liked it, he still asked him in a sweet voice: "Uncle, why did you give it to me?"
He said softly: "I just want to ask you the way, I'm lost...Xiaobai, how to get to xx Street?"
After all, the child was naive and didn't know the mystery at all. Seeing that he was asking for directions, he immediately said enthusiastically: "It's just ahead, just around the corner..."
"Thank you, Xiaobai is so smart."
"No thanks, I walk this way every day when I go to school."
There was a smile on his brows and in the corners of his eyes, and the joy in his heart was uncontrollable - he didn't know why he was happy or excited. He stretched out his hand, and the car window could only accommodate his fingertips. He gently touched her round
Apple face: "Xiaobai...Xiaobai...Xiaobai, you are so old...Xiaobai..."
After a long while, he asked again: "Xiaobai, where is your father?"
"My father is dead."
He was stunned.
"When did you die?"
"I don't know either. I've never met my father."
He didn't ask any more questions and didn't dare.
There was no sadness in the child's eyes, as if he never knew what a "daddy" was. Whether he did or didn't, I didn't know what the relationship was.
Growing up, I have never enjoyed any father's love - so, as time goes by, I don't need it at all???
He held his breath and said slowly, "Xiaobai, do you want to have a father like other children?"
The child was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to answer, so he just hesitated: "I have Sister Mai..."
He suddenly felt uncomfortable, as if a string in his heart had been torn apart. He felt pain for no reason.