"Woo...wow..." This sound immediately scared the child beside the bed. He wanted to cry but didn't dare to cry, so he could only make a low sob.

"You!" Xiling Mingdie was helpless. Listening to the whimpering sound of the magic sound piercing her ears, she felt a sense of distress. It must be that her mind was in trouble.

She has long been heartless and ruthless, so why does she feel heartbroken?

Helplessly, Xiling Mingdie had to open her eyes as if she had accepted her fate.

What kind of eyes are they?

Well, it is as clear as the sky and as deep as the sea, as if dawn and dusk, light and shadow, are all playing freely here.

Unfortunately, no one appreciates such simple and complex beautiful eyes at this time.

The only audience in this room is crying so hard that they can't even enjoy it. How could they have time to appreciate it?

Originally, Xiling Mingdie planned to see that it was the little ghost head, but she cried at all times, but she didn't do anything to him.

But the moment I opened my eyes, all the dissatisfaction and anger were stuck in my throat. I couldn't go up or down, and I just stared at the thin and weak little boy in front of me.

The child was about 10 years old, his face was green and purple, and he could not tell what he was originally. His white hair seemed to be bitten by a dog, and he was messy and randomly.

The clothes were already torn, and the patches were stacked with patches.

There were even a few holes on the clothes, and the flesh exposed from the holes in the clothes was also blue and purple.

The clothes could only barely be seen that they should be red.

Only a pair of purple eyes had stars and watery lights in them, as if there was a magical force that made people fall into it.

The thin, weak, bruised and swollen child in front of him broke into his eyes and heart.

This is nothing more than a glance at it.

Until many years later, I still couldn't get rid of it, and I couldn't dissipate it, and my heart was so painful.

"You..." He opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say. He had been reincarnation for so long, well, this life has been one hundred lives, but no one has ever made her feel turbulent.

Because, she has no heart and no love.

But when she saw the child in front of her, she felt panicked, astringent, sour, and uncomfortable if she didn't say anything.

"Xiaojiu, I am Xiaojiu!" The child sobbed quietly, with a strong nasal sound.

"Is Xiaojiu right? I am your mother? Then can you tell me where this is?"

Xiling Mingdie thought that since the child in front of her made her feel an indescribable sourness in her heart.

Then she will recognize this son!

Although I don’t know what the situation is now, this child really makes her feel very confused, very upset and uncomfortable.

Of course, the son accepted it, but his father did not intend to accept it! Mo Ming had a son with a little more than a son.

Of course, this son made her feel the pain of her heart twitching, and she seemed to have a feeling that she could not let go, so she was willing to recognize it.

Otherwise, she will care about him, pat his butt and leave first!

After all, two people who have no love are just forcibly making do with each other.

And she doesn't want to settle down!

Moreover, the so-called love is nine out of ten sadness, mostly stories that start with comedy and end with tragedy.

Although she has never loved someone or had a relationship.

But she has been reincarnated for too many lives, and she is tired and tired when she sees others struggling in love.

Naturally, there is no expectation for love.
Chapter completed!