I Hear Once You Loved Me As Life - C30

The child’s eyes and eyebrows are the same as his.

Small face chubby, small people, standing beside song Youran, looks like a small adult.

Xie Jingchuan to the side of the side, eyes have been on the two people did not move away.

Song Youran didn’t look at him again. His eyes fell on the ground not far away, leading the little guy past him.

She used to look at him so attentively.

Brush the corners of each other’s clothes.

Song you ran forward without looking back.

The little guy held her hand tightly and whispered, “Mommy, that uncle has been following us.”

If it’s not far or near, only five or six steps away.

Three or four blocks later, the man is still behind.

Song Youran can’t tell what it feels like.

He seems to have changed a lot.

It was already dark.

“Hungry,” the little guy called

I’d like some coke and chicken wings.

Song Youran takes the little guy home by bus, and the man also follows.

A few people away.

They live in a place where the rent is relatively cheap. The people living next to them do not earn much every day, but they are very kind.

Say hello to your neighbor, the little girl next to her holds a golden hair and squats at the door. The little guy is also excited to touch two.

“Mommy, mummy.”

The little guy enviously said, “let’s also have a dog. We don’t have to be as big as angel. It’s about the same size as Xiaoming in Jingjing’s sister’s house, OK?”

Angel, it’s the name of the golden fur.

Xiaoming is a kirky raised by a Chinese girl.

The little guy seems to like these little animals more and more. He looks up at Song Youran, full of expectation and water.

“Well…”

Song Youran thinks about it seriously.

I used to live a life where I didn’t worry about money. In recent years, the little guy wants to start school, and he needs money for food and clothing.

Song Youran found a job as a Chinese teacher. The salary was not high, but the mother and son still lived well.

But as the little guy grows up day by day, more and more money is needed

“I don’t really want to have one either.”

When entering the door, the little guy suddenly changed his words and said, “Mommy, let’s draw one tomorrow.”

They now live in a one bedroom apartment, and there is no spare room for dogs.

Song Youran reaches for his head.

“I’ll buy it after the new year.”

“Ah The little guy’s eyes lit up.

Song Youran said with a smile: “so, song morning, children, in the future, you should learn to take a bath by yourself. Mommy should try to make money to support you and The dog that could eat a lot

Song early morning particularly sincere said: “then I eat less.”

Mother and son both mouth corners with a smile, into the corridor, faint can hear them and people say hello to the voice.

Not far away, the big golden hair ran around Xie Jingchuan, and the water spray was taken up by it and wet his trouser legs.

Goldilocks rushed down the steps with a soft apology.

Xie Jingchuan smiles and leans over to touch the head of Jinmao.

The dog is not afraid of people, biting its tail, wheezing and wagging its tail.

She lives on the third floor and you can see him standing downstairs by opening the window.

In his memory, song Youran has never lived such a poverty-stricken life, but now she is far better than living by his side.

“Are you looking for someone?”

The little girl raised her head and asked him.

It’s a bit stiff Chinese.

Xie Jingchuan was a little surprised, nodded and looked at the window on the third floor which had not been pushed open for a long time.

“You are Are you the dad of song morning? ”

The blonde was about to jump up. “I knew He can’t cheat They all said that he didn’t have a father, you and he looked so similar… ”

She was more excited than to see her own father.

Xie Jingchuan helped her lead the dog back to the door.

Patiently listening to the little girl, she asked him, “why don’t you have song morning?”

A man in the mall.

He was so speechless.

Xie Jingchuan has read all the information about them over the years, including where they go to school, where they pass by every day, and they eat desserts at the coffee shop on the corner of the street on weekends.

But those materials can’t be written. The little guy wants his father, but he doesn’t dare to tell song Youran, for fear of making her sad.

Being ridiculed by the children around him is a child without a father.

Sensible people are heartache.

Song is six years old this year.

Xie Jingchuan saw him for the first time.

He has been polite to call “Uncle”, like a little man, a mother to protect him.

Even seeing him so similar to himself, song Youran didn’t want to say more, and the little guy didn’t ask a word.

A long time ago.

Xie Jingchuan did not want to keep the child.

The doctor said that song Youran was not in good health and had bleeding again. He forced to protect the child, which was very dangerous to adults.

Get rid of the baby.

It was Xie Jingchuan’s first reaction.

But did not expect, song Youran will therefore, so determined to leave him.

Until he saw this little guy.

Only then suddenly understood, some life’s precious, is worth using own life to exchange.