Chapter 369: : crying like Holy

The interests and heart of the two children are so similar, it is a good pair of siblings.
"I don't think my brother is not normal." Shi Xiao Nian whispered, "The younger brother is very cute in wearing women's clothes. Why can't you respect it? It is not normal to be different from most people."
The quality of her brother is not good, why should I mind those.
Xu Bingxin smiled. "Yeah, I knew that our mother and child spent so little time. At that time, they should not be so active against him. Let him rebel and go out every day, and the family will not return."
Wen Yan, when Xiao Nian’s nephew turned and asked her,
What is the younger brother doing when he is thirteen or four?

"Thirteen or four years old," Xu Bingxin looked at her in confusion, recalling, "It was the most rebellious stage of Xi Xi. He was outside all day and was not willing to go home. At the beginning, we sent people. Looking for, going to catch, but when I got back, Xi Xi ran again, and when I broke my hand, I ran, and I couldn’t see it. When your father was angry, he said that he would go with him, when there was no such son."
At that time, because the Xi family became very stiff, no one would like to mention more.
"Then later?"
When Xiao Nian continued to ask.
It seems that Xi’s family did not know who I met outside at that time.
"Later, he was 13 or 14 years old," Xu Bingxin said, recalling the past and saying, "I don't remember a bit. I just remember that at that time, Xi Yan suddenly went home and was wet. It was like raining outside, and when I got home, I fell ill and I was sick for three months."
"A full three months"
When the little thoughts are stunned.
"Yeah, I didn't see him and went through the women's clothes after I got sick. Since then, Xi Xi has renewed his willingness to go to school. I am so pleased that my son has finally returned, and we have not let us worry about it. Think of an air disaster"
Speaking of the air crash, Xu Bingxin’s tears could not stop flowing.
The disaster in this world is always unprepared. It does not give people a little preparation, and does not give people a goodbye.
"Mother, don't cry, Xi Xi will not be happy to see." Shi Xiao Nian said in front of her.
Xu Bingxin nodded again and again, a pair of red eyes looked at her and reached out to touch her face. "Little thoughts, the mother does not expect you to have much success, you will live well, accompany the mother, the mother can no longer lose you."

Listening to Xu Bing’s sobbing voice, when Xiao Nian suddenly remembered the sentence of Gong Ou
"I have been eliminating this secret. I don't know if I can get enough clean enough. If these are known to my father, you will probably not have one."
Implicated sin.
I am afraid that she will be the first to be attacked by her. She hates the palace, and the palace does not hate her.
The lord of the palace is someone who can tear his own son to the ear.
"I didn't hear what I said." Xu Bingxin stroking the face of Xiao Nian, said with a whimper, "You must live, live well, there is a dangerous, terrible mother to bear for you, know?"
Xu Bingxin’s mood is a little excited, she is too scared to lose another blood.
That is a pain that can no longer be to her.
When Xiao Nian was kneeling in front of her, she barely showed a smile. "Where is there any danger and terrible outside, I will always be by your side."
"Yeah." Xu Bingxin nodded.
"Mother, you are tired, sleep for a while." Shi Xiaonian said to stand up from the ground, put Xi's photo frame on the side of the cabinet, and then lift Xu Bingxin from the chair.
When Xiao Nian helped Xu Bingxin to lie down and rest.
After Xu Bingxin fell asleep, Shinyin reached out and licked the quilt for her, and left with a light hand. Passing by the cupboard, her eyes fell on the uniform of Xi Jun.
She reached for the photo frame and left, and walked out of the door, leaning against the wall and looking down at the mat in the photo.
Xi Wei.
Little brother.

My brother used to study in Italy for half a year. The background restaurant on this photo is the most common architectural style in Italy, and the time, place and characters are exactly the same.

"I can't remember a bit. I just remember that at that time, Xi Yan suddenly went home, and his body was all wet. It was like raining outside. When he got home, he fell ill and was sick for three months."
At that time, Xi Wei must be very sad, and he will be sick for three months.
When Xiao Nian held the photo frame in his hand and stared at Xi’s eyes, for a long time, she suddenly saw the indescribable grief from those eyes.
There is a feeling that cannot be told to the public.
There is a kind of pain that can only be taken silently and no one can share it.
When I thought about it, if she and her brother knew each other earlier, maybe she could share his sadness and sadness, because they are twins, and their minds can be connected.
In this way, he will not be so lonely.
Looking at Xi's photo, Xiao Nian's eyes suddenly became wet, very sudden.
The phone suddenly vibrates, when the small thoughts hold the photo frame in one hand and pick up the mobile phone in one hand, it is the familiar and unfamiliar number.
When Xiao Nian licked his wet eyes, he picked up the phone after hesitating for a while and gently screamed, "Hey"
"When you miss, you run what you run," said Miao Ou’s angry snoring. "How dare you sleep after running like me?"
""
Does he sleep so much that she has such a big connection with her?
When Xiao Nian held the phone and leaned against the wall, he said, "When you wake up so quickly, why not sleep for a while."
"Because you ran away" Gongao’s voice was mixed with a little sleepy, and the snoring sounded with a nasal sound. It was very low. "You will give me back soon."
"Miyao, you let me think about it."
"You have been thinking for a long time." Gong Ou quieted for a second, then said, "From the moment I told you, you have thought about five hours, twenty-seven minutes and eighteen seconds."
""
When the little thoughts are speechless.
His calculations are really clear.
"You have thought about it for a long time. Come back soon, I will send you a letter to pick you up and let me see you soon." Gong Ou said with a hegemony that she could not let her leave herself for a minute.
His tone is as good as it used to be, when they were in love.
When Xiaonian backed against the cold wall, he couldn’t help but say, "Miyao, why can you say that you have revealed that page when you unveiled that page?"
If you regret it, you will regret it. If you come back, you will start again.
"Why can't you" Gong Ou asked, the tone suddenly became serious, "Do you still hate me?"
"I know that these are not your faults." When Xiao Nian faintly said, he did not say that he hated him, nor did he say that he did not hate him. His eyes were full of sadness. "Even if everything is misunderstood, many of us have changed." , isn't it?"
Time has passed for half a year.
The breakup also broke up, and the injury was also hurt. He swore and swore, how can many things be said to return to the past and return to the past.
Miyako was silent for a few seconds, then directed at her, "Why change?"
Why change him like asking an unbelievable question, as if it was a strange change.
"If you change, you will change. Time will not go back." When Xiao Nian said,
How can these past times be said that they don't care if they don't care, she can't do it.
"Why can't you come back, but it's only half a year, and there are still decades in the future." Gong Ou said without thinking, even considering it.
In his eyes, these are not problems.
When Xiao Nian’s thinking couldn’t keep up with his channel, she could only say,
Miyao, you give me some time, my IQ is not as high as you, I have to spend a lot of time on these things.

She can't do anything that hasn't happened.
"How long will it take you?"
Gong Ou Shen asked.
"One month, we will talk again after one month." Shi Xiaonian said.
"Two days, two days later, you come to the hospital to see me. If you don't come, I won't give you time." Gong Ou still can't get rid of the true nature of the merchants.
"Miyao"
Two days.
He only gave her two days to think about these things.
"Then do you want to, don't pull it down," Miyao said. "I will send someone to pick you up now."
When I heard the words, the little thoughts followed him and hurt. "Good, two days in two days."
"You see me in the hospital two days later," Gong Ou arbitrarily ordered her.
Can she not agree?
Did not agree, even the two days of no stopping days.
"Okay. You should take good care of your illness." When Xiao Nian said, he was about to hang up the phone, and suddenly he heard the cry of the baby, which was very loud.
Xiao Kui is crying.
On the other side of the phone, I was silent for a few seconds. She heard some low voice from Gongao. "My daughter is crying."
His voice is not as unreasonable as it was just now, he is overbearing, his voice is very low, and he becomes a little careful.
"Well, Xiaokui cried." Shi Xiaonian did not marry him.
"Xiaokui" Gong Ou repeats these two words, "You take the name"
"Ok."
"Whatever your name is good."
""
When Xiao Nian held the phone, he didn't know how to respond.
There was silence in the air. After a long silence, the voice of Miyau’s low-pitched magnetic sounded in her ear.
Can I listen to her voice again?

Listening to the voice of Gong Ou, the heartbeat of Xiao Nian’s heartbeat jumped inexplicably.
For the first time, Mongol really remembered their children for the first time. How long did she wait for this day?
When Xiao Nian held the mobile phone and slowly walked toward Xiaokui’s room, Xiaokui’s crying was getting closer and closer, and Xiaokui was gently swaying in the crib.
As soon as she approached, Xiaokui suddenly stopped crying, a pair of eyes staring at the top, looking at this side, and looking at the other side.
The phone is silent.
When Xiaonian took the phone down a little, close to the crib, Xiaokui was very cooperative with the sound of "Iyiah".
When Xiao Nian picked up his mobile phone and stood by the crib, he asked, "Have you heard?"
"I heard it." Gong Ou was low and said, "Cry and be like the same."
"holy"
"The name of our son."
"" When Xiaoyan’s eyes were suddenly red, the soft lips shivered slightly. "How is he?"