Chapter 1088: It's not bad to resolve loneliness

Unexpectedly, the man's body stiffened for a moment.
After several seconds, he said leisurely: "It turns out that you are all married."
"I'm not married, where did my son come from? Is it self-inflicted?" Rong Xuelong rolled her eyes.
"Unmarried and pregnant." The man took it for granted. "You rich ladies are all playing better. If you accidentally get pregnant, you will be infertile for life if you shed it, so you can only give birth..."
He thought about it, "Let me think, is this Jiang Chengshu the son of your domestic servant? You have a big belly, and you are threatened by your family and forced to leave. Since then, life and death are uncertain, and you resent and hate. Raise your son while looking for him..."
If it wasn't for the small space in the sleeping bag, Rong Xuelong was about to applaud the other party.
"You didn't become a screenwriter, you became an admiral. It's really a great loss for the Gou Xue network drama world." Rong Xueling shook her head while admiring.
"Solitaire?" The man's arm squeezed Rong Xuelong's shoulder, "Anyway, it's so boring, let's make a dog blood drama together?"
Rong Xuelong let out a soft "um".
"We were threatened by the family's evil forces and we were separated due to changes. I don't know his life and death. While carrying Little Treasure, I looked for him everywhere. I swear... If I can't see his body, I will never give up... …"
Rong Xuelong's voice became distant.
"Five years are not long, but short is not short. Little Treasure grows up every day, but never sees his father. But our mother and son are convinced that we will find him one day."
"That night, I received a critical illness notification from my grandfather and rushed to the Imperial Capital Airport. There was thunder and rain outside, and the plane could not take off. When I was extremely anxious, I saw a man..."
"He... he was also anxious to leave, I heard that others called him admiral, but... but I saw him and heard his voice, but I thought that he was not a general, he... he It's mine... mine..."
Rong Xuelong could not go on.
She felt that if she continued speaking and let her emotions be arbitrary, she would cry.
But she didn't want to cry.
She is a strong woman.
Since leaving adolescence and completely accepting her own life experience, she has not known the taste of tears for many years.
She said to herself not to be hypocritical, not to be coy, not to stand still, love must love vigorously, and hate must be earth-shaking to hate.
She is a female warrior.
A warrior covered in bruises but will never fall...
There was silence in the air.
Not far away, the breathing of Xiaobao and Gein could hardly be heard.
After an unknown period of time, Rong Xuelong heard the voice almost exactly the same as Jiang Chengwei, coming from the top of his head.
"Really...is that like that?"
Rong Xuelong didn't answer, just leaned her head on the man's heart.
She seemed to be able to hear the man's heartbeat, a little faster than before.
The man originally had only one arm to hold her shoulder, but now he also took the other hand and hugged her.
"What if... I am not him?" He asked again, "I don't remember what twin brothers my parents gave me."
Rong Xuelong seemed to laugh at herself.
"That's easy." In a flash, her voice became refreshed again. She raised her fingers, picked up the man's chin, and blew into his lips, "Then treat you as a stand-in, and it would be nice to relieve your loneliness. Little Treasure should not despise you as a spare tire..."