Chapter 1197: For love ...

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This little thing is to hide and play with everyone?
Or do you want to hide yourself?
If it's the latter, it really takes some time.
When Xiao Xiao ran out in the morning, Xing Ba realized that his mood was very dark. Now it seems that the little guy is really making trouble.
Fengtuan just found it; now his son Lin Nuo is lost again ... Xue Luo is so anxious that he is going crazy!
Knowing this, she was bound to guard her son last night and wouldn't give the man a foot soak!
As for his son's careful eyes, he should have found that he did not accompany him last night, but slept with his dad!
"Xue Luo, don't worry, you can't run out of Peteburg in the fifteenth. He should have hid himself in a wayward way, don't want us to find it!"
While comforting the snow fall, Hetun motioned to Xing Shirzhuang to go to the monitoring room to see all the monitoring in Pete Castle.
Peteburg said that it is big and big, and that it is not big or big;
There are thousands of acres of land connected to the outer fortress jungle; but the main fort of Pete Fort is only tens of acres.
Monitoring showed that the little guy did not run out of Pete Fort.
Except for the gate and the fortress walls that are several meters high, the little ones cannot climb up.
Hetun used all the sons and servants in Pete Fort and began a carpet-like search in the fort.
What roofs, fountains, rockery, etc., all the horned owls have been searched as long as they can hide cats; even Suhe Lingtang, which has been regarded as a forbidden area by Hetun, has been searched;
But the people went back and forth in Pete Fort twice and still couldn't find the little figure.
The little one seemed to disappear out of thin air.
Hetun had to expand his search and began searching around Fort Pete.
Snow fell and looked up, looking around at the sky outside Pete Fort; she suddenly thought of a place.
Son Lin Nuo must be there!
Xue Luo immediately turned around and ran quickly towards the basement.
There is a small dark room here.
The sun outside couldn't get in. Even on sunny days, the inside was dark.
Groping through the damp aisle for a dozen meters, the snow stopped at the end of the aisle. After a year, Xue Luo still clearly remembers where the wall light switch is located.
She fumbled to turn on the wall light, and saw her son Lin Nuo sitting alone on the simple wooden bed in the small black room.
When Xue Luo saw her son in the iron fence, her tears burst out.
I don't know how many day or night, their mother and son were thrown into such a small black house by Hetun.
"Nono ..."
Xue Luo's voice choked so hardly to speak, "Nono, what's wrong with you? Why are you here?"
Snow fell to open the iron-cage-like fence gate, rushed to his son, hugged the little guy tightly in his arms.
The little guy didn't snor, just dangled his head slightly.
It seems to be still tangled: Why is your favorite dear mommy in love with Feng Xinglang?
Of course, the little one is loved by his father and father, but some of them can't accept that Mommy's favorite person is not him, but a father!
"Nono ... I'm sorry ... I'm sorry ..."
The snow that touched the scene hurts, holding his son's small body tightly, and constantly apologizing in broken words.
"Mummy, when you are being held here by your righteous father, you are your dearest son ... right?"
The little boy asked suddenly.
Xue Luo nodded hard with tears. "Mummy has always loved and loved her dear son!"
"Mummy, you lie! Your favorite person right now is a bastard!"
A little guy who is only six or seven years old, insists on comparing ‘love in love’ with ‘love in family’.
"Nuo Nuo ... is not what you think! Mummy's love for you, that's ... that's ... the meticulous care and unrequited dedication; Mummy's love for your dear, that's ... love ! "
Xue Luo caressed his son's face, "It is because of love for your dear that Mummy gave birth to you desperately. You are the crystallization of the love of Mummy and dear!"
"That said, the dear you love first, and the dear son you love next?"
The little guy still can't understand these two different kinds of love, and always feels that since it is love, there will definitely be ‘favorite’ and ‘second love’.
"Yes! Both you and your dad, Mummy love! But Mummy can give up love in order to love you;"
Xue Luo kissed his son's cheek. "But I won't give up my love for you for love!"
"That said, Mommy still loves her dear son, right?"
The little guy insisted on getting an answer.
"Hey, stink boy, are you really hiding here? You can let us find this pass!"
Looking for the faint light in the aisle, it was Xing Ba; he was also a little guy who had just thought of a bad mood and could hide himself in a place where he could not be found.
"Smelly old man, what are you doing? You are so annoying!"
The little guy who has not been able to get an answer, angrily questioned Xing Ba who was caring about him.
"Fifteen, your kid is really unconscience! Your eldest brother is about to break his leg to find you!"
"Who wants you to find it! Hurry up and get me out!"
"Why, you are going to spend winter with your mummy in this little black house!"
Seeing that the little one had been found safely, Xing Ba's hanging heart also fell back into his chest.
"I want you to control!"
The little guy hummed badly.
"Even if you can stand the darkness and wetness here, your favorite mum is a girl, she can't stand it."
Xing Ba knows that the little one who cares most is his own mother.
Every time Hetun throws snow falling into a small black room, the little guy immediately becomes obedient and sensible.
"Maybe there are still unknown kinds of bugs ... biting on your mommy's delicate body ... it's scary to think about it!"
"Smelly old man, shut up for me!"
The little boy closed his throat and stopped Xing Ba's intimidation.
"Mummy, stand up and stamp your feet, and those pesky bugs won't bite you!"
Whenever their mother and son are held here, the mother and son drive out unknown insects that might attack them.
Snow fell again in his nose. Full of sad memories.
She didn't know how their mother and son survived those days.
What makes Xue Luo happy is that fortunately, the little guy is now healthy and strong. Those sufferings did not suffer in vain.
"Old eight ... please call Feng Xinglang to comfort Nou. I can't help it."
The snow fell cold and opened his mouth. She asked Xing Ba to call Feng Xinglang. At one point, she really wanted Feng Xinglang to comfort and comfort Lin Nuo's son Lin Nuo;
Secondly, I also wanted Feng Xinglang to feel this little black house.
You can wipe away your sad past;
Even for love!
But Xue Luo wanted her husband to feel this: How old a child would be hurt in a small dark house that was hidden in the sun!
In those gloomy days, only their mother and child depended on each other!