Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

Li Manni's lips are very high. I don't know if she is proud or happy at this time. She feels that she really has Chulu, without Xia Ruoxin and without the child. Now they are really happy.

Chu Lu finally took back all of her thoughts, and then saw the smudge of happiness on Li Manni ’s lips, she was happy, but he was not happy at all. .

His heart was crushed and heavy.

Tighten his thin lips, just like that, just a few days away, he is already a father, and with the arrival of life, he really has nothing left now.

He lowered his head and his lips fell on Li Manni's forehead. However, his heart was as calm as water. There are no half ripples.

In the hospital, Xia Ruoxin fed the little raindrops with a small spoonful of cake to eat the cake. The little raindrops only ate a few bites and never ate again.

"Mom, Xiao Yudian isn't hungry," Blinking her eyes, Xiao Yudian pushed away her favorite cake with her little hand. She felt uncomfortable with her stomach and didn't want to eat at all.

Will the mother put it on for you tomorrow? Xia Ruoxin put down the cake in his hand and no longer forced her daughter.

"Okay, that raindrop will get up tomorrow morning," said Raindrop, holding Xia Ruoxin's neck, but Xia Ruoxin picked up a baby bottle from one side and put it in her little hand.

"Then, drizzle drank the milk first."

Light rain still shook her head. She didn't want to drink, she didn't want to drink.

Two little hands were holding the bottle in her arms, and now she didn't even want to talk.

"Mom worked so hard for you. If you don't drink, your mother will be sad," Xia Ruoxin gently touched her daughter's face. If she didn't drink, how could she have strength and how could she persist?

Xiaoyu flattened her mouth with a grievance and finally bowed her head. She drank the milk in the bottle. Although she didn't want to drink it, she didn't want her mother's eyes to hurt.

Xia Ruoxin's hand was carefully placed on his daughter's light head, and the raindrops drew weak eyes, and then drank all the milk in the bottle.

It's not good, it's not good at all, she should never drink milk again.

Her little hand shook the bottle in her hand, then showed it to Xia Ruoxin, "Mom, look, drizzle," she put the bottle in Xia Ruoxin's hand, and this was lying on her mother In his arms, he gently scratched his little face.

"Mom, Xiaoyu is tired and is going to sleep," Mom remembered to wake up Xiaoyu in the morning. She slowly closed her eyes, her mouth slightly raised, and her mother ’s arms were warmest. Yes, her favorite.

"Xiaoyudian likes mother, and loves mother very much." She shook her eyelashes weakly, and said quietly, and then said nothing again, because she fell asleep and fell asleep quietly.

She has always been very good at sleeping. As long as she has a doll, she can stay awake until dawn.

"Mom also loves light rain," Xia Ruoxin kissed her daughter and forehead, and then covered the quilt with her. She patted her daughter's little back gently, trying to make her sleep more peacefully.

The surroundings are quiet, and the warm light falls on a beautiful little face in the light rain, and the child's complexion is almost transparent, which is an abnormal white, but a pathological white.

This is how Xia Ruoxin hugged his daughter without knowing it, and patted her from time to time

Time passed slowly, and her movements became slower and slower. In fact, she was harder than anyone, and the rain was tired, and she was really tired, very tired and tired ...

She still maintained that posture, carefully protecting her daughter in her arms, and put her hands on the little raindrops' little back, but her eyes were closed, and she put her chin against the top of the raindrops. Above. With such a posture, he fell asleep like this.

And under her eyes, two deep blues could be clearly seen. She had not slept well, nor had she ever dreamed well.

Xia Ruoxin was suddenly awakened. She lowered her head and hugged the daughter in her arms, only to find that she was still asleep, and her sleeping face finally had some color. She was patting her daughter's back again, not knowing when the sky was already outside.

It's another day, it's good to see the rising sun, isn't it? Xiaoyudian, she gently touched her daughter's face with her face, feeling that her daughter's body was slightly cool.

She covered the quilt on her daughter, then pulled up her little hand and held it in her palm.

"Small rain, isn't it cold? Mom warms you up, and it won't be cold anytime soon," she kept blowing hot air to her daughter's little hand, carefully rubbing her little hand, like With both hands, it's really like chicken feet now, there is no meat at all.

"Small rain, wait for you, mother must make you fat, so that you can eat the most recent uneaten meals, and then you can't call you light rain Pig. "

She kept wheezing on her daughter's little hand, but Xiaoyudian's hand was getting colder and colder, and she even had to draw all the heat from her body.

"Small rain, don't be afraid. Mom is here. Mom will make the rain warm." She put her little hands on her body. There was almost no temperature in those little hands, and she just looked tenderly. Holding her daughter's face.

Hands rested on her daughter's face again.

"Small rain, you are the mother ’s greatest happiness. Do you know that if you had n’t had you, your mother might have died now, so you must be with your mother. Mother will watch you grow up and will always be Watching. "

It was getting brighter and brighter, and the hospital began to slightly break the quietness of the room at night. At this time, someone was already coming, and Xia Ruoxin kept talking to the rain.

The doctor pushed open the door and walked in, seeing the child with a small blue face, a sudden surprise in his heart ...

Is the child ...

"Miss Xia, can you give me the raindrops?" The doctor held out his hand, and Xia Ruoxin didn't even look at him, still patting her daughter's back gently, and then her eyes shook across the table. On the cake, she carefully scratched her daughter's small nose.

"Small rain, it's dawn. Didn't you say that it's morning? Would you like your mother to wake you up to eat cake? You see, if you don't get up, your mother is going to eat your cake. If you get up late, Don't blame mom. "