Chapter 1,445 The Crying Little Boy

? The child wiped his eyes vigorously with the back of his hand. He didn't want to speak, he was crying very sadly, but when he raised his head, he met Yun Bixue's loving eyes.

The mother-like gaze made him forget to cry for a moment, "Mom, I want mom..."

Hearing these words, Yun Bixue felt sad. Even if she was not the boy's mother, she would still feel maternal love involuntarily.

Yun Bixue signaled Xie Limo with her eyes that she wanted to hug the child.

Xie Limo disagreed.

But when Xie Limo lowered his head and saw the accessories around the child's neck, and then looked at the boy's appearance, he understood the boy's identity.

There was a hint of depth in his stunning gaze, and his gaze was locked on the boy.

Yun Bixue pinched Xie Limo's arm gently with her hand, "Don't scare the child."

Xie Limo didn't know how to tell Yun Bixue the identity of the child. Looking at the dependence on Yun Bixue in the boy's eyes, the big and dull eyes took on the luster of joy and desire.

Xie Limo looked at Yun Bixue's protective belly, sighed inwardly, and held the child in his arms.

"She is not your mother, but I am holding you so you can get close to her." Even if he knew the identity of the child, the reason why Yun Bixue was not allowed to hold the child was because he was worried that Bixue would be harmed. Anyone, He had to guard against it.

The little boy's heart was fragile. When he said it was not his mother, his bright eyes dimmed again.

Children aged five or six are also sensitive. Because of their childhood experiences, they have become wiser early. They no longer hold Yun Bixue's mother in their mouths, but they shed tears silently.

Yun Bixue gently held the boy's little hand and said, "Tell me, why are you crying? Where is your family?"

Maybe Yun Bixue's voice was too gentle, or maybe he really longed for maternal love. The boy cried and said, "They all say that I am a child that no mother wants. They say that I am not good. My mother doesn't want me. Because of me, dad closed himself and didn’t come out... Wuwu, I don’t know, Wuwu..."

As the boy spoke, big tears began to fall from his eyes, and his eyes became red and swollen from crying.

Yun Bixue watched her child sobbing like this, almost breathless, and her mother's love began to overflow, and she felt heartbroken.

"Don't cry, don't cry, your parents must love you,

What others say is false. Don’t believe it. If I didn’t love you, how could I have given birth to you? You see, aunt also has a baby. Auntie loves him very much and even walks carefully! "

The boy lowered his head and started to look around, but he didn't see any child about his age.

Yun Bixue followed his gaze and looked around, and suddenly understood, "Auntie's child is still in her belly and will not come out until ten months later. Every mother loves her child very much. The child has never been born." When you come out of the womb, a mother will also be in danger. Your mother must have loved you so much when she gave birth to you, so don't be sad, okay?"

The little boy listened, half understanding, but he liked hearing Yun Bixue talk very much, and it felt like his mother.

Yun Bixue kept comforting the boy, and Xie Limo was worried that she would get tired if she kept standing.

In the end, before finishing the lanterns, Xie Limo and Yun Bixue took the boy home.

Xie Limo had selfish motives, even if he knew the child's identity, he would take it home because Yun Bixue loved children very much. When she talked to the child, her eyebrows were full of joy.