Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

"Mom, don't, don't bump your feet."

She raised her little lip, stretched out her hands and held Xia Ruoxin's neck, and shook her little head constantly. She didn't want it, didn't.

Xia Ruoxin rubbed her daughter's hair, but her fingers paused, and she didn't dare to touch it again.

She hid her hands behind her, and brought out a strand of her daughter's soft hair on her fingers. Her sour heart tightened her daughter's hug.

"Mom, I'll be obedient, don't Xiaotong touch Xiaoyudian's feet, okay?" Xiaoyudian grabbed Xia Ruoxin's hair and played with it from time to time. She loves her mother's hair most, Xiangxiang Dark, she also needs to be a beautiful little raindrop like her mother's.

"Okay," Xia Ruo nodded heartily.

"Mom, Xiaoyu is hungry, and wants to eat the noodles made by her mother." After hearing what she wanted to hear, her courage finally grew, and at home, it really did make her not as scared as in the hospital. .

And she has n’t eaten it for a long time, and her mother has made noodles.

"Okay, mom will do it for you in a while."

Xia Ruoxin agreed, put her daughter back on the bed, then put the doll in her arms, let her play alone, and then walked back to the kitchen again, in fact, she has not eaten what she did for a long time Face.

Sometimes, I really miss the feeling that she and Xiaoyudian ate a bowl of noodles, but now they are.

On a small table, Xia Ruoxin plucked some of the noodles in his bowl into a small bowl, and then placed it in front of Xiaoyudian, who was awkwardly holding a pair of chopsticks and squinting at the bowl. Noodle, when the small bowl was placed in front of her, she was eating with a small bow.

"Mom, it's delicious," revealed a little white teeth, and a small face was filled with satisfaction.

Xia Ruoxin looked at her daughter eating noodles, and her eyes were red again. She quickly lowered her head and ate the noodles in the bowl. As long as their mother and daughter were together, sometimes a bowl faced them.

After eating the noodles, Xia Ruoxin gathered the things and walked back to the room. Xiaoyudian was playing the doll quietly again, and now that doll is almost all she has.

"Light rain," she sat next to the bed, her fingers carefully resting on her daughter's face.

"Mom is going to work. You have to stay at home and wait for Mom to come back, okay?"

Xiaoyudian raised her head, but her little hand was holding her clothes. "Mom, you can take Xiaoyudian with you, just like before. Xiaoyudian will be obedient, sit and wait for her mother, not noisy. "

Xia Ruo gently shook his head and explained to his daughter as much as possible, "Where the mother goes to work, you ca n’t take a drizzle, and the drizzle is sick now, so stay at home. But mom Promise light rain, after work, she will be back soon, not too late. "Her fingers trembled slightly, and the smile on her face actually became bitter.

Xiaoyu bit a little bit of her pink lips and finally nodded her head.

The mother will be back sooner, and Xiaoyudian will wait for her. She looks up at Xia Ruoxin, and her round eyes are more moist.

When the door was closed, Xia Ruoxin stood at the door. There was nothing she could do. She could only shut a three-year-old child home alone. There was nothing at home, only a doll to accompany her daughter.

Xiaoyudian sat on the bed, hugging the doll tightly in his arms, and then retracted his small body.

Finally couldn't help it, she wept softly, and so were the women outside.