Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

"How did you know my name?" She remembered it correctly. He did call her Xia Ruoxin just now, and she remembered it very well. She never seemed to tell his own name, and they just I've met people twice.

"I'm a doctor," Gao Yi said faintly, Xia Ruoxin remembered that when she sold blood, she wrote her information.

"My name is Gao Yi," Gao Yiren's high legs are long, but he carefully matched Xia Ruoxin's footsteps. He held the child firmly. He was a man, and the child was very small in his arms. He is like a big cradle.

"Thank you," Xia Ruoxin thanked again, it seems that apart from that, she didn't know what to say, and he was sleeping peacefully with raindrops and blushing. He was not awakened. This is the man and Woman difference.

Xiaoyudian was always stubborn by her side. She was afraid to get tired of her mother, so even when she was holding her, she could not sleep well.

But today, in the arms of Gao Yi, she was so asleep.

And she has never given it to her daughter as a mother.

"I don't like to listen to thank you too much. What I did was only because I liked it, not to thank you for it." Gao Yi tilted his head and fell into Xia Ruoxin's sad eyes.

"Where's the father of the child?" He wondered what kind of men would be so irresponsible and let his women sell blood to save the child.

"The father of the child?" Xia Ruoxin lowered his head gently. "The child has no father," yes, her daughter has no father, only one mother, because his father did not know her existence at all, and would not expect her. Birth.

He is doing well now, and has a wife he loves so much.

And she is doing well because she has a lovely daughter.

"Sorry," Gao Yi apologized. It seems long ago that only a single mother would be so hard. Raising a child alone is not easy.

"It's okay, we're doing well," Xia Ruowu smiled indifferently, but it really doesn't matter? Have a good life, what a good one.

OK, can she let her sell blood?

Gao Yi turned her face to the side, and saw that Xia Ruoxin's face was still slightly pale, and the woman's expression always had a touch of exhaustion. Since three years ago, she has always been this way.

His heart was a little uncomfortable, as if it had been pierced by something sharp, and it seemed that he had had it before.

With lips pursed, he held the little things in his arms more firmly, lowered his head, and a small hand with a little rain turned out to grab the clothes on his chest, the little fingers, really Pretty, pink and cute.

He held the child in his arms until Xia Ruoxin stopped.

"What?" He raised an eyebrow.

Xia Ruoxin was a little embarrassed. Is she too troublesome for her?

"We're here," she pointed to a little house in front, her home.

Gao Yi directly picked up the raindrops and walked forward, but Xia Ruoxin had no choice but to keep up.

She opened the door. He just stared at her fingers. He looked good and slender, but didn't have much strength.

The door of the room was open. The furniture inside was very simple and outdated. There was a bed, an old wooden cabinet, a large basin on the ground, and a lot of clothes piled on it.