Chapter 1445 The Crying Little Boy

?    The child wiped his eyes vigorously with the back of his hand. He didn't want to talk and was crying very sadly, but when he looked up, he met Yun Bixue's loving eyes.

The motherly eyes made him forget to cry, "Mom, I want mom..."

Hearing this, Yun Bixue's heart ached. Even if she was not the boy's mother, she would involuntarily feel maternal love.

Yun Bixue used her eyes to signal Xie Limo that she wanted to hug the child.

Xie Limo disagreed.

But when Xie Limo lowered his head, he saw the accessories on the child's neck, and then looked at the boy's appearance, and he understood the boy's identity.

His gorgeous eyes took on a hint of depth, and his eyes locked on the boy.

Yun Bixue gently pinched Xie Limo's arm with her hand, "Don't scare the child."

Xie Limo didn't know how to tell Yun Bixue about the child's identity. Seeing the boy's dependence on Yun Bixue, his originally dull eyes took on a luster of joy and desire.

Xie Limo looked at Yun Bixue's belly, sighed inwardly, and held the child in his arms.

"She is not your mother, but I am holding you, you can get close to her." Even though he knew the identity of the child, he did not let Yun Bixue hold the child because he was worried that Bixue would be hurt. He had to guard against anyone.

The little boy's heart was fragile. When he said that it was not his mother, his bright eyes dimmed again.

Children aged five or six are also sensitive. Because of their experiences since childhood, they are also sensible early. They no longer hold Yun Bixue's mother in their arms, but cry silently.

Yun Bixue gently held the boy's hand and said, "Tell me, why are you crying? Where are your family members?"

Perhaps Yun Bixue's voice was too gentle, or perhaps he really longed for maternal love. The boy cried and said, "They all said that I was a child who had no mother, that I was not good, and that my mother did not want me. They said that it was because of me that my father closed himself and did not come out... Woo, I don't know, woo..."

As the boy spoke, tears as big as beans began to fall, and his eyes were also red and swollen from crying.

Yun Bixue watched the child sobbing and almost choking, her motherly love began to overflow, and she felt distressed.

"Don't cry, don't cry, your parents must love you,

What others say is false, don't believe it, if they didn't love you, how could they give birth to you? Look, auntie also has a baby, auntie loves him especially, even walks carefully!"

The boy lowered his head and began to look around, but didn't see any children of his age.

Yun Bixue followed his gaze and looked around, and suddenly understood, "Auntie's child is still in the belly, and it will come out in ten months. Every mother loves her child very much. When the child comes out of the belly, the mother will also face life-threatening situations. Your mother gave birth to you, and she must love you very much, so don't be sad, okay?"

The little boy listened, not quite understanding, but he liked listening to Yun Bixue talk, it felt like a mother.

Yun Bixue kept comforting the boy, and Xie Limo was worried that she would be tired if she stood all the time.

In the end, before they finished watching the lanterns, Xie Limo and Yun Bixue took the boy home.

Xie Limo had selfish motives. Even though he knew the child's identity, he still took him home because Yun Bixue loved children very much. When she talked to the child, her eyes were full of joy.