Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

Speaking of which, she really felt a little pain in her heart, just because the child's eyes had no look anymore. What she looked like now was just a breath more than the dead.

"I understand, I understand," Xia Ruoxin only lowered her eyes, they never thought about the reason why she couldn't have children. Suddenly, she felt nothing important, because her heart didn't hurt anymore. There was only one kind of numbness that made her whole person look old and vicissitudes.

"Well ..." Song Wan sighed lowly, "You can rest assured that even if you are not the daughter-in-law of our Chu family, your mother won't treat you badly. You can rest assured that although Alüh has a bad temper, It should be given to you, it will not shorten you. If he dare to treat you, first of all, mother will not agree. "

Xia Ruoxin's smile was so desolate that she didn't know if it was tears or something. Her other face, looking out the window, seemed to belong to her.

She doesn't want anything. What she wants most is never her, and she should be herself and die.

Song Wan still wanted to say something, but in the end, she couldn't say anything. Just like that, it would be useless to say too much, it would only hurt her more.

"Ruoxin, tell me, do you love Alu very much?" Shouwan stared at Xia Ruo's unconsciousness and asked again, in fact, she already understood this.

If not for love, how could you make yourself so.

If it wasn't for true love, how could she tolerate her weird-tempered son.

If it wasn't for love, how could I endure so much and still stand still.

Love, Xia Ruo smiled, smiled a little dazed, love, what's the use? She has loved him for more than ten years, but what is it in exchange for?

Hurt, sad, or what?

Song Wan was shocked by her grief. It seemed that she could regenerate a person and destroy one person, and she had a feeling that it seemed that Aruba would really be the most lost in his life. It's important, but also a touch of color.

"I'm sorry," she put her hand on Xia Ruoxin's hair, just like her own daughter. If this is really her daughter, she will really feel bad for her, but she is not, so even if she is in pain, she will also Can only care about his son, his own home.

Just really wronged this child.

"I'm sorry ..." Xia Ruoxin gently shook her weak eyelashes, and her lips whispered these three positions, faintly, sighing. It seems that this sentence is the best thing she has got. .

She deserved it, she was cheap, she was vicious, and she killed her sister. This is what everyone wants to say to her, but only Song Wan said sorry to her.

"If you are my mother, that's fine," Xia Ruoxin suddenly embraced Song Wan, but leaned quietly in her arms, smelling the warmth of her mother's body, she had forgotten How long I haven't hugged my mother, and I don't remember how long my mother hasn't hugged her. It seems very young, four or five.

Memory is blurred.

Feeling lost too.

Song Married's eyes were uncomfortably red and she hugged her. She was also a kind woman. Xia Ruoxin really made her feel bad, but, unfortunately, she was just Chulu's mother.