Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

"Don't say it!" Xia Ruoxin didn't want to listen to this, not because she couldn't bear it, but because it was like a person's scar, so it was ripped apart, and to him, it wasn't always another kind of **** Hurt and pain.

"I don't want to listen anymore?" Gao Yi exhaled a cigarette at her face again, at this time he was completely out of the sunlight, his gloomy, half bright and half dark, he really changed.

"So, leave with your child, and hold out his hand and put it on Xia Ruoxin's face." I will be very uncomfortable with you, because when you have witnessed my best, you also know that I am the most Wolverine moment, Ruoxin, I'm a man, I can't face you now, you know? If I want to start again, I have to abandon everything, Baijia, Baijiao, and you. You will suppress me and make me inferior, and I do n’t like this uncontrollable self, the more you treat me OK, the more I hate it all, the more you will not give up, the more unbearable I will be, so if you really do it for me, please leave. "

After that, he annihilated the cigarette **** in his hand, and threw it into the ashtray aside.

His voice was like a thorn, and almost all stabbed Xia Ruoxin into a thousand holes.

It turned out that her existence was embarrassing to him,

It turned out that after witnessing his failure, she was the root of everything.

It turned out that his failure could be seen by everyone, but she was the only one who cared, and the more she wanted to put aside.

Suddenly, she slammed her head on the table.

Xiaoyudian climbed up to the box and sat up. A pair of little feet were also in the air, shaking from time to time.

"Mom, are we moving?"

"Yeah, we're moving," Xia Ruoxin again took out a piece of clothing from the cabinet, carefully mulberry again, and set it aside.

They have moved home several times in the past year, but they do n’t know how many more times they can move before they can find a real home. The world is big, and there is still a place for their mother and daughter in this world.

She doesn't have much luggage, her daughter has a small suitcase, she has a suitcase.

"Mom, where shall we go?" Xiao Yudian climbed down from the box and sat in front of his mother, asking curiously.

"Can you see Uncle San and Aunt Wei?"

"Yes," Xia Ruoxin hugged her daughter. Maybe it was a light rain reminding her. In fact, the family is still her own, and the fallen leaves are always going to return to the roots. She said here that she was just a passerby. If Gao Yi hadn't brought her here in the first place, maybe she wouldn't have opened her motherland all her life. When I came out of the Bai family, it was only because I could still find a place to go, but if I moved again, to be honest, she no longer knew where to move.

Everywhere is strange and nowhere is home.

Therefore, returning home and returning to them, although not big, but accompanied by is also a home witnessing their mother and daughter's life. Xiao Yudian was born there and grew up there, and now it's different. She can make money and give her daughter a better life. There is no need to do any hard work or hard work.

Actually, she also wanted to say goodbye to Wei Lan, but she did n’t know how long it would take before Wei Lan would return. In fact, just like this, they might be better if they leave this place far away.

She took the little hand of Xiaoyudian and pulled her suitcase, and she had gone a long way.

Almost all seasons here are the world of roses, and the fragrance of roses is also in the air. She will never forget it in her life.

"Tell mom if you are tired."

She crouched down, finishing her daughter's clothes, and they were going to drive out of the airport. By tomorrow, they would be home.

"Okay," Xiao Yudian grabbed Xia Ruoxin's hands in both hands, but she sucked her little nose and looked back. Actually, she wanted to see her father, but her father didn't like her anymore.

They are not in a hurry, but no matter how slow they are, there is always a day to leave. In this world, the most is separation, life or death, or death.

At the airport, Xia Ruoxin was sitting with Drizzle in her arms, and Drizzle leaned into her arms and fell asleep. She patted her daughter's back gently, and there were hours before the plane took off, and they would sit here For hours.

"Mom ..." Xiao Yu called Xia Ruoxin's name, her face was closer to her, and her eyes were still tightly closed, and her long eyelashes flickered slightly. She did not wake up, It was only instinctual to know that it wasn't anyone else holding her at this time, but her favorite mother.

Xia Ruoxin took off his clothes, covered Xiaoyudian's body, and held her tighter.

"Small rain, you will have to live with your mother in the future. You can rest assured that your mother will not let you suffer anything, and her mother will work hard to make you a better life," she lowered her head and kissed her gently. Take a look at her daughter's tender face.

She looked far into the sky, but it was not the country she was familiar with.

At this time, there was also a man looking at the sky, and there was no blue sky or white clouds in his eyes.

There was a knock at the door, and he just said a little, please, the door opened, and it was his personal secretary who came in, not Du Jingtang, because he never knocked, and only used Pushed, maybe kicked.

"What's the matter?" He still didn't look back, and the black suit he wore made him more indifferent, even with the sound, he was really different from the past. He used to be Cold-blooded and ruthless, but now it is indifferent. The indifference revealed from his bones seems that his whole body's feelings have been taken away, and there is no longer any feeling.

He is not alone now, saying that he is a machine, it is estimated that no one will object.

"President, Miss Xia is here again. She is arguing outside to see the president, and she won't leave," said the secretary in a little embarrassment, and she could not work because the intractable Miss Xia had noisy.

If this continues, she may have to work overtime every day.

And the secretary didn't see Chu Li's body hearing the three characters of Miss Xia, and she stunned for a moment, but in the end, there seemed to be nothing, and she was still as calm as before.

"Let her come in," he turned, on a handsome face, at this time there was only indifference and distance to see.

He is Chu law, which can be said to have lost all Chu law, so he no longer needs feelings.