"Dad, Xiaoyudian's doll," Xiaoyudian held out his little hand to find her own doll. She lost the doll, and Chu Li pulled the quilt straight away. Sure enough, the doll was inside the quilt. It was originally He was holding the doll and was giving it to his daughter, but when he touched the doll with his fingers, he seemed to be burnt.

This doll, this doll is not ...

He brought the doll over and put it in front of his eyes. This seemed to be the one that had been held in his arms before the rain, and he had always loved it. The doll was old, and even the clothes on the doll were almost all The whiteness to be washed, and there are marks on the doll's clothes. This is a small raindrop that accidentally broke the doll's clothes. It was repaired by Ruoxin with a stitch and a thread. For four years, what was Xia Ruoxin? I haven't learned it, but the level of repairing clothes is very good. After repairing, almost no traces can be seen.

He squeezed the piece of cloth with his hands. Sure enough, although his eyes weren't too clear, this was indeed made up.

"Baby, where did you get this from?" He almost asked with a trembling voice, this is a doll, he thought he had lost it long ago, he thought he would never find it again, but now why is he back in the light rain? Point in the hands.

"Mom gave Xiaoyu points," Xiaoyudian hugged his doll, and kissed the doll's soft face with his own little face.

Chu Li was a little disappointed, but he didn't know why Lu Xiaohua's name began to obscure something, but in the end, he left everything to Gao Yi.

Maybe it was taken by Gao Yi, maybe Gao Yi was still thinking about Ruoxin, or he was like him. In order to find a memory, he found his daughter, but Gao Yi found a baby.

However, he didn't know why Gao Yi was full of deliberately on the raindrops. Is it because the raindrops are his daughters, but who the raindrops' daughter is, he didn't know it early.

"Dad," Xiaoyu pulled Lachulu's sleeve, "Xiaoyu was hungry."

Chu Lu rubbed her daughter's small head, preparing to take her daughter to dinner, but she did not think about Gao Yi and her baby.

Once again, Lu Xiaohua sat in front of Chu Li. This was not the first time she saw this man, but she did n’t know why. For the first time, the man in front of her felt that her feet were not Too comfortable. She kicked off the chair. She was wearing a pair of flat-heeled shoes today, and she spit out some turbid air in her lungs. Then she lowered her head and gently stirred the juice in the glass with the straw in her hand.

"Miss Lu, thank you," Chu Lü had no other thoughts, and really wanted to say thank you to Lu Xiaohua.

"Don't worry, it's all for the children." Lu Xiaohua's eyelashes moved slightly, but sometimes he could drop the light blocked by the man around him. He was too rigid and indifferent. He also spoke and acted like a hard stone.

But people like this seem to know some ...

Chu Li also raised the cup, and suddenly, his eyes fell on the long eyelashes of Lu Xiao's painting. The slightly trembling eyelashes seemed to be familiar. This woman opposed him from the beginning and landed his family. For everyone, Lu Xiao's name is too strange and too difficult to understand.

But people like this seem to have some familiarity.

"What are you looking at?" Lu Xiaohua suddenly raised his head, and found Chu Lu's gaze cast.

Nothing, Chu Li took back her sight and there was nothing embarrassing.

"Thank you for returning the doll to Xiaoyu," he held up the cup and put it on his lips. "That was Jinyu's favorite doll."

"Alright?" Lu Xiaohua is now inexplicably sensitive to this return.

Also, what else? That was her doll. She had been playing since she was a child. It belonged to her. How could it be returned, given, sold, or sold? Ca n’t you use this?

And before she had time to come out, she heard Chu Li ’s voice continue to say, "That was the doll that Ruoxin bought for Xiaoyudian. She bought it for her daughter with her own blood, so, Xiao Yudian likes it very much. She keeps holding it. Although the doll is old, it is still her favorite toy. In her heart, this toy is herself, and no one can replace it. "

"I haven't found the same model since the doll was lost. Three years ago, the doll was a famous toy master. In order to commemorate his wife, it was a sealed work. Although the price was not high, it was limited. Yes, so it's hard to find. "

Lu Xiaohua's fingers holding the straw, could not help but follow.

"You said, the doll was only three years ago. Didn't you find it before? Can't you find it?"

"Naturally," Chu Li lowered the cup again, then raised her wrist and glanced at the time.

"Miss Lu, thank you for taking the time to meet me in your busy schedule, and thank you for helping take care of my daughter. If there is anything I can help, I will spare no effort."

"No need," Lu Xiaohua still gently stirred the juice in the glass, but did not take a few sips, and her long eyelashes at this time also blocked the excess emotions and thoughts in her eyes.

"Miss Lu, do I need to take you back?" Chu Li had already taken his things, and he had a meeting to hold in a while, so time was running out.

"No need, I want to sit for a while," Lu Xiaohua raised her head, and said to Chu Li alienated, and in her eyes, there was a vague layer of defense, and there was something difficult to understand. .

Chu Lu frowned slightly, he nodded to Lu Xiao, and then strode away, but when he reached the door, he didn't know anything, stopped his steps, but his sight was It fell on Lu Xiaohua's body for a long time.

Lu Xiaohua lifted the cup, put the straw inside the cup on the table, and drank the juice in the cup with a sip. The sweet and sour taste was scattered in her mouth, but the aftertaste was It became bitter.

In the end, it was bitter and sweet, or she remembered hard, she didn't know, and she couldn't tell why.

It's still night time, very quiet, quiet seems to be able to hear a person's breathing, and after breathing, it is the disturbed dream of the woman in bed.

She sat up abruptly, her back was already cold.

With a snap, she turned on the lamp on the bedside, and habitually put her hand into the quilt to find the doll. Every time she had a nightmare, she wanted to hold the doll and find some comfort. I don't know if the doll warmed her or if she found the doll.

But after touching for a long time, she remembered that the baby was gone.