The word home is somewhat illusory and elusive to An Jingxing.
When she was young, for her, the place where her mother was was home. But the days her mother spent with her were really few and far between. After her mother passed away, she was carried around like a ball. In the end, the ball
She was kicked to the home of her uncle Ande Hui, who was a wealthy family at the time.
Although she regarded it as a place of play for a while at that time, the more time passed, the more clearly she realized that that place was An Jinmu's home and not hers.
So she spent more and more time working, making money, becoming independent, and saving money, in order to one day have a home of her own in Bicheng.
But she never expected that the savings she had saved for so many years would actually be handed over to an old Thai woman at such a time and place...
Maybe this is fate.
When Gene said the word home to her today.
She was slightly stunned, but complex emotions surged in her heart. Can she really regard this place as her real home?
The first thing she did when she got home was to go see Le Zhen. After not seeing him for a few days, he had gained a lot of weight. Children grow up quickly, and his eyebrows and eyes have gradually lost their baby look and have grown into his.
appearance.
An Jingxing held him in his arms. After a while, his arms felt a little sore, but looking at that little face, he had a feeling that he would never tire of it.
The feeling of holding him was so beautiful. It made her couldn't help but think of the child she had never met. It seemed that she had not thought of that child for a long time. Perhaps it was because the child was the product of her dark and ugly memories.
Maybe it's because she and that child had no connection from the beginning.
But the wound left by the child on her body was clearly there, which was proof that she had given birth to him.
She may never be able to see him in her life, but she will never forget him. He is her child... her first child in this life.
"Speaking of which, Miss Lezhu has been away these days, and the young master is not in a high mood. If the wife hadn't come back, the young master rarely smiles or plays around. I thought he was sick before, but after eating
Drinking water is the same as before, it seems that he has not yet adapted to the days when Miss Lezhu is not around."
When the wet nurse saw that An Jingxing liked children so much, she couldn't help but tell her some little things about Le Zhen's daily life.
"Really? Does he remember so much at such a young age? Xiao Lezhen, do you remember sister Lezhu?" Looking at Lezhen's bun-like face, An Jingxing thought of Lezhu lying in the hospital, and his heart
I couldn't help but feel a little sour.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she finished speaking, Xiao Lezhen, who was still smiling, suddenly pursed her lips, as if she was very sad and about to cry.
Not only An Jingxing, but also the wet nurse was stunned by such a scene. It took a while for her to come back to her senses, "The young master seems to really remember Miss Lezhu. People say that the twins have a telepathic connection. It seems that Lezhu
The same goes for Miss Zhu and Master Le Zhen."
In the eyes of the nanny, An Jingxing is the biological mother of Lezhu and Lezhen, so she doesn't think there is anything wrong with talking like this. Only An Jingxing's face changed slightly when he heard the nanny's words, and he was stunned for a while.
