Chapter 357: Warm treasure, I am hurting 7

The young child was put on a cloak, and his head was covered with a furry cape, leaving only half of his face exposed.
When the number of warmth just went out, it hit a thousand inks.
She thought he would leave without saying goodbye.
A few warm eyes stared at him, his lips twitching slightly, holding his childish hands and tightening slowly, deliberately recognizing the beginning, looking up at the eyelids, sucking his nose and not talking.
Qian Qianmo also looked at her, and there was a dark color that was hard to detect, and finally she converges. The voice calmly said: "It’s very cold, take a carriage and go back."
The number did not look at him, and the path went down the steps.
"Children..." Qian Qianmo walked in front of her, and suddenly she quietly opened her mouth.
The number of warmth stunned the footsteps, and the face was invisible to see the front, no movement, no sound.
Thousands of ink throats seemed to have been stunned. After a while, I calmed down the sound line and slowly said: "If you wake up, help me to say goodbye to her.
The number of warmth clasped the childish, chin pointed to the childish forehead, refused to let Qian Qianmo see her face, but he clenched his lips slightly shivering, short breath, grievances can not support.
After a long while, the number of warmth only slightly suppressed the temperament of his own disorder, and looked at the front and whispered: "Why, you are not a child."
After all, the number of warmth walked in front of him and got on the carriage.
From the beginning to the end, I didn’t look at him again.
The carriage quickly left.
Thousands of inks stayed in place, and the cold wind blew, and he lowered his eyes and looked at him with a low smile.
Why?
what.
Yes.
......
The number of warmth sits on the carriage, holding the childish, carrying the childlike cape cap, closing his eyes tightly and crying silently.
It’s not that there’s not a single person. These four years haven’t come in vain, and you don’t have to have an uncle to live...
However, why should it appear...
Destined to be the person to leave, why should it appear...
Why don't you remember the number of warmth, and why do you want to say goodbye to her by the child, why?
A number of warm bites on the back of his hand, do not want to cry out, but grievances can not be self-care.
When I returned to the government, I was not crying, but my eyes were red. Chen Bo worried about it all night. When she saw her look back, she thought that it was so young. Nothing serious, just take a few days to take medicine.
Chen Bo worried that the child had something to do with the warmth. He only interrogated for a long time. The number of warmth always said that he was fine. Chen Bo knew that the child did not want to worry about him, but he could not help her. He only persuaded her to relax.
The number of warms changed the young girl into a clean skirt, and she changed her clothes. She squatted on the bedside case and looked at the sleeping young man who was sleeping on the bed.
However, this time, the number of warmth has not been dazed for too long, and my heart has been beating so badly, like something has to slip away from my heart.
If you quietly touch it, you will lose it.
The apex seems to be tied up, and it hurts a little.
The number stood warm and violently stood up, and even the cloak forgot to wear it, then ran out.
Chen Bo opened the door and saw that the number of warm paper umbrellas was very anxious to go out, but it was a sigh of relief, knowing that the number of warmth could not help but if it could be solved, the heart would be better.