Chapter 12

When you you were just born, she was breastfeeding. It was the hardest time for her to take credit. She can't even finish the month well, because she was admitted to a famous university by skipping grades and selecting the best. She has a heavy academic load. In her spare time, she has to make up for the homework she owes, and usually has to work hard. In addition, she has to support Youyou, which almost crushed her body.

After graduating from college, she found a job with good pay. The conditions at home are better. But now her mother and sister are staying at home. She is worried that when she works, youyou will be ignored and excluded by them when she is at home, just like she was treated in the cloud family before.

When she came home with youYou in her arms, Yunna sneered coldly. The sound of "little wild seed" still haunted her, so she moved out with youYou after work and rented a house for her mother and son.

Usually when she works at work, she sends youyou to the kindergarten and waits for her at the school gate after school.

Fortunately, you you are also very sensible. Although you are very young, you are very considerate of her. You are rarely capricious. Now you have learned to go home alone without her transportation.

When I walked out of the shopping mall, the sun was burning outside.

The little guy followed her with a toy in his arms, and his pace was slow. Now it's Midsummer, and he just came out of the cool environment, which seems a little uncomfortable.

Youyou raised his face and whispered, "Mommy..."

Yunshishi turns around, sees his face flushed, shrugs and pulls his eyebrows weakly, takes the toy for him, wrists his eyebrows anxiously, "what's the matter? What's wrong with you? "

Youyou frowned, opened his arms to her and said: "Mommy! It's so hot. You can't walk. Back! Back... "

Hearing the words, Yun Shishi was stunned and couldn't help but smile and crouch down. You you see, eyes happy curved, naughty spit out tongue, fell on her shoulder. Yunshishi firmly supported him and stood up.

Youyou hugs her shoulder contentedly, and her face approaches her. She asks in a tearful voice, "is Mommy tired?"

"Tired."

"When you grow up, you will carry Mommy!"

Cloud poetry smile: "good! You you are a sweet little warm man of Mommy! "

The little guy raised his big face and asked stupidly, "Mommy, what is xiaonuan?"

"It's a very warm boy."

"Oh! If you only warm Mommy, you won't warm other people! " Youyou sweetly raised her lips, held her face, and kissed her heavily with a "Baji".

Mother and son hit their heads with a smile and left with a smile.

By the side of the road, there was a long Lincoln parked quietly.

Streamline shape dark body, window, is a young and cold handsome face.

The boy was sitting on the leather chair with one hand on his cheek. He looked like he was about six years old. His face was mature and indifferent, which was not consistent with his age. Through the window, he looked at the scene of cloud poetry and youyou playing with expressionless eyes. Under the thin forehead, the cold eyes slightly raised waves and focal length.

That pair of figures are drifting away.

I don't know why, looking at the back of the mother and son, a strange feeling came up in his heart, which was indescribable and unclear.

I feel a slight pain in my heart. It's bitter and sour at the same time. Then there was a sense of loneliness.