As time went by, Huo Yuhao was still young after all, and his temperament gradually became more and more normal under the influence of his friends. However, deep down in his heart, he always felt that he was lonely. Partners and friends, after all,
Not relatives! And in this world, in his heart, there is no longer any relatives. Why doesn't he practice hard to avoid the loneliness and deathly silence in his midnight dreams?
At this time, the tears that flowed from his eyes were because of Ma Xiaotao's words, "Whoever dares to bully you, I will burn him into a roast suckling pig to vent your anger."
Sister, if I have a sister, she can legitimately ask me to help her suppress the evil fire, and legitimately protect me and take care of me. Sister, this word is really strange and unfamiliar to him.
"Why are you crying?" Ma Xiaotao was stunned by Huo Yuhao's crying. However, Huo Yuhao suddenly rushed over from the sofa, hugged her tightly, and started crying loudly.
It was a completely cathartic and hysterical cry. He didn't even realize that he was burying his head in Ma Xiaotao's chest and crying bitterly.
Ma Xiaotao was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly felt a distressed feeling in her heart. Although she didn't know why Huo Yuhao cried so hard, she could clearly feel the drastic changes in his inner emotions, especially when he was crying.
, he actually developed a dependence on himself.
Maternity is something that every woman possesses, but the strength is different. Even though Ma Xiaotao is so tough in front of others, in fact, she is very delicate inside. Many times, the stronger the person on the outside, the tougher on the inside.
It was fragile. The way Huo Yuhao cried loudly in her arms fully inspired the kind maternal nature in her heart.
Patting his back gently, Ma Xiaotao said nothing to persuade her. She just felt that it was best for him to let him cry like this.
Huo Yuhao cried very sadly, and the emotional catharsis made him unable to stop his tears.
He remembered what he had experienced in the Duke's Palace when he was young. At that time, he was most afraid of the coming of winter. Every winter, he would be shivering with cold with his mother at night, but he still had to help his mother outside during the day.
His mother's hands were cracked by the frost, but in order to prevent him from frostbite, she washed clothes for the senior servants in the duke's palace in the cold winter, in exchange for some low-grade grease to grease him.
My mother's eyes were so kind and kind, but there was always a trace of sadness that couldn't be erased.
He still deeply remembers that one time his mother cried very sadly, because at that time he asked her: "Mom, when will the cornstarch be full?"
"Mom, when will we have enough cornbread?" Huo Yuhao muttered in his sleep.
This simple sentence made Ma Xiaotao's body tremble violently, and tears trickled down her face. What kind of pain did this child suffer when he was a child?
"Mom, mom..." Huo Yuhao murmured while crying. His tears had completely wet the clothes on Ma Xiaotao's chest, but he himself didn't notice it at all. Instead, he gradually fell into a deep sleep in Ma Xiaotao's arms.
He cried for a quarter of an hour. It was not until he fell asleep with tears in his eyes that Ma Xiaotao gently hugged him.
Perhaps it was because of the feeling of being in his mother's arms when he was young, Huo Yuhao naturally placed one of his hands on Ma Xiaotao's chest, but at this moment, Ma Xiaotao didn't feel any anger in her heart, only pity.
Everyone misses their mother, but when he cried so sadly, how could it be as simple as missing him? Ma Xiaotao could feel Huo Yuhao's sadness deeply engraved in his bones from his cries. And in his sleep, she also listened to
Here are some stories from his childhood.
Instead of directly placing Huo Yuhao on the bed, Ma Xiaotao just hugged him, leaning on the head of the bed, letting him nestle in her arms, still patting his back gently, gently, gently... the game
It was still morning when it ended, but at this time, the lights were already on outside the Star Emperor Hotel, and night was gradually coming.
Huo Yuhao slept soundly and sweetly this time. In his dream, his late mother came to life again. Lying in his mother's arms, feeling her mother's warmth, Xiao Yuhao's body and mind felt at peace as never before.
Mom, Mom...
He kept murmuring and clung tightly to his mother's arms. There were no more tears, only warmth and admiration.
Crying bitterly released the suppressed sadness and hatred in his heart, and the warm embrace made him completely relaxed. Perhaps the knot in his heart has not been completely opened, but at least it is no longer a dead knot.
The growth of a boy can never be separated from women, mothers, sisters, girlfriends, wives, and daughters. In a man's life, their presence can never be missing. In Ma Xiaotao's sister-like mother's embrace, Huo Yuhao's body and mind
It is growing unconsciously.
In the early morning, when the first ray of sunlight shines on the bed through the window, it happens to fall on Huo Yuhao’s face.
The golden light gradually woke up the sleeping boy.
My whole body felt warm and indescribably comfortable, my soul power naturally flowed through my body, and I felt an indescribable sense of joy in my heart, as if all the depression had been vented.
"So comfortable..." He turned his head reluctantly to avoid the sunlight, but the extra soft pillow made Huo Yuhao's consciousness slightly clearer.
He moved his hand, and a stretch of elasticity came from his fingertips. This time, Huo Yuhao really woke up. He opened his eyes subconsciously, and saw a picture that looked a bit lazy, but looked at him with a strange expression.
Her pretty face. But his hand was on the high point of her chest, still in a grasping state.
"Sister Xiaotao, this, this is a misunderstanding." Huo Yuhao quickly let go of his hand, got up with an embarrassed look on his face, and his face turned red.
"What did you call me?" Ma Xiaotao's face was stern, "Did you sleep with me all night in my arms?"
Huo Yuhao finally came back to his senses, "Sister." He shouted and lowered his head.
Ma Xiaotao sat up straight, stretched her arms upward, stretched her aching body, then rubbed Huo Yuhao's head and said, "Go back to your room and wash up."
Ma Xiaotao's doting movements instantly melted away the shyness and nervousness in Huo Yuhao's heart. He raised his head and looked at her, "Sister."
Ma Xiaotao smiled slightly and said with satisfaction: "Well, this cry is more sincere." As he said that, he pulled Huo Yuhao out of bed and tidied his clothes, "Go back and wash up, eat something.
It’s getting late, and we will have to participate in the individual elimination rounds later.”
The relationship is a bit complicated, but can you guess how I will handle the sibling relationship between Ma Xiaotao and Huo Yuhao in the future? I can guarantee that you will never guess it.
Watch the finals carefully. After the finals, a certain context will emerge.
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