She looked at the wet doll aside, her red eyes seemed to be wet again.

"Mom, Xiaoyu wants a baby," she said aggrieved, and Xia Ruoxin patted her daughter's face. "Don't worry, mother can give you the baby soon," she went to the cabinet and took it from the inside A new doll was produced. This one was given to Xiaoyudian by Du Jingtang. The one in the hand was new, but the other one was older.

She walked to Xiaoyudian, then crouched down on her body, and put the doll on Xiaoyudian's little hand. "This doll is with you first. That doll is tired. Will your mother give you a little while?" She Put her hand on her daughter's face and wipe her face. Drizzle hugged the doll in her arms tightly, then nodded hard.

"Slight rain is tired, you have to sleep, and the baby is tired, and you have to sleep." So, she will let the doll sleep well. She took the clean doll in her arms to her eyes, and finally revealed a touch Sweet smile, playing with a doll by himself.

Xia Ruoxin stood up and picked up the doll on the table. The doll's clothes were already soaked, and even soiled. This doll was just like her daughter. It was a disaster.

She walked into the bathroom, carefully washed the doll, and then hung there. When it was dry, it might be better. At this time, she was fighting the Cold War, and she bowed her head. This is consciousness. It turned out that she was still wearing a soaked dress, and even her hair was dripping with water drops.

"A sneeze ..." She sneezed, feeling a little uncomfortable on her head, and she stepped out quickly. This was to change herself into a clean dress, and then found a cold medicine to drink.

She can't get sick because she doesn't want to infect her daughter. Holding the medicine bottle in her hand, she felt involuntary, but she felt an unspeakable discomfort in her heart. It seemed that she had forgotten how to laugh when she arrived here.

She just wanted to make her life simpler, but it seemed that she could always face these complexities. Putting down the medicine bottle in her hand, she went out and was going to accompany her daughter.

Opening the door, the man standing inside gave her a stunned look, Gao Yi, how long they hadn't seen it.

He sat beside Drizzle with his hand on her forehead.

"Gao Yi, you are back," Xia Ruoxin quickly walked over. Gao Yi smiled at her. I'm sorry. I've been too busy lately. Ignore you. Although he is smiling, his eyes are always flashing, which makes people unclear.

"Ruoxin, your hair is wet, did you get the rain just now?" He said, stood up, walked a few steps, and stood in front of Xia Ruoxin.

"This ..." Xia Ruoxin touched one of his still-wet hair and just shook his head. "It's not rain, but I've taken a shower just now, so I haven't done it yet."

"Oh, that's it," Gao Yi lowered her head, picked up a clean towel from the sofa, and gently wiped her hair. "Why didn't you dry your hair? What if you get sick?" The tone of blame was to let Xia Ruo feel relieved. She still didn't let him know about the matter. It might be better to hide it from him. She was really afraid. He was afraid he would do it for her. What happened.

Gao Yi brushed her hair for her, but Xia Ruoxin didn't see the loss in Gao Yi's eyes, and some sorrow.

He put down the towel, then sat beside the raindrops, and held her little body in her arms, her eyes were still red, like a little rabbit, very pathetic, but also cute .

"Xiao Yudian, tell Dad, how about your baby, why did you change one?" It seems that he asked with a hint, Xiao Yudian looked up, first looked at Xia Ruoxin, then looked at Gao Yi, The small face wrinkled slightly, and still seemed a little worried.

But Xia Ruoxin's hand was sweating with one hand.

"Small rain wets the baby, and the baby is resting," she said, and she showed a sweet smile, then lowered her head and hugged her new doll. Mom said she wouldn't let small rain talk, so She must listen to her mother.

Gao Yi closed her eyes slightly, then stood up, he walked to Xia Ruoxin's side, then put his hand on her shoulder, and pulled her closer with a slight force.

"Ruo Xin, I will come to you tonight," his voice was very low, it seemed to be suppressing something. Xia Ruoxin's body was stunned, and his brain became blank for a moment. She understood what he meant, really understood Already.

"I will come," Gao Yi said again, then leaned down, and a kiss that seemed to have no temperature fell on Xia Ruoxin's face. His lips were very iced, and her face was very iced, Xia Ruoxin Slightly shook her long eyelashes, and Gao Yi had left. It was only after a slight closing sound that she returned to God. She reached out and touched her own face, but there was some faintness on her face. Tingling sensation.

She lowered her head, and she held Drizzle in her arms. She seemed to want her daughter who didn't understand anything, to give her some courage to face what would happen next.

Xiaoyudian strangely pulled Xia Ruoxin's sleeve, and then struggled gently, "Mom, you hold Xiaoyudian tightly."

Xia Ruoxin quickly let go of her daughter and squeezed her little face. "Mom knows," Xiao Yu smiled sweetly. The child is always good and carefree, but adults have to face a lot. a lot of.

And what seemed to have changed between her and Gao Yi, even without knowing how to respond. She still enjoys her previous life, but can they really go back in time?

In the evening, she coaxed a little rain, and she finally fell asleep. She held a new doll in her arms, and her favorite doll has n’t dried yet, so she ca n’t get used to it, so Slept late.

Maybe I was really tired. After Xia Ruoxin told her a third fairy tale, she finally fell asleep.

After falling asleep in the rain, Xia Ruoxin stood up lightly, afraid of waking her sleeping daughter.

She closed the door and sat on the sofa outside, and the clock on the wall went to eleven o'clock in the evening. It was late. Will he still come? It was very quiet outside, and she seemed to be able to hear her heartbeat, a little nervous and a little depressed. She stretched out her hand and opened it, only to find that almost all of her palms were sweaty.