As she spoke, she began to automatically repair his childhood appearance, and her two claws climbed directly onto his cheek.

"Really?" his eyes stared at her and whispered.

She suddenly recovered and found that her behavior at the moment seemed to be "disrespectful"! So he quickly wanted to take back his hand, but his hand directly held her hand, so that her hand had to continue to stick to his cheek.

"Will you?" he asked again, "if you were my mother, would you really love me?"

She was a little worried. At this moment, he was not the president of Han's group, but a boy eager for his mother's love.

"Yes," said Belle, hearing her voice.

Then she saw a smile on his face, but it looked so fleeting and fragile.

Her heart seemed to ache more.

He seemed a little tired and leaned his head on her shoulder. "So, Belle, you will be very good to our child, won't you? You won't use him, you won't treat him harshly, and you will love him very much, will you?"

"Yes," she replied, "since God made me his mother, I am willing to give him my best."

"That's nice..." he murmured. "If my mother had been like you at the beginning, how good would it be. Is there no way for people like me to get any love? Every time, when I want to have something, it seems that I can't really get it."

Mother's love is so, so is Yan Yan's love

The more he wants, the less he always gets.

"Belle, do you think I can get you? Or can't even you? It's impossible to really love me and be with me?" his voice is very light and soft. It floats in the air. If you don't listen carefully, you can't even hear it clearly.

He was not so much talking to her as talking to himself at such a volume.

Baili slowly raised his hand and took a deep breath, as if he had made some determination in his heart. He slowly surrounded him and climbed up his back. "Han Lin, let's try again to see if we really have fate and can really love each other."

His body suddenly shook, then raised his head and looked at her in some amazement, "what did you say?"

She smiled, "I'm willing to bet with you again! This time, I hope I can win!"

Yes, willing to gamble again, with her feelings, to gamble on his feelings, and try to make him fall in love with her again! Just because this man is the man she loves, just because this man makes her love, just because... She still doesn't want to end between him and her.

She is not willing to give up, but also wants to seize the opportunity again!

His eyes gradually softened, the corners of his lips raised and smiled again. But this time, compared with the previous erratic smile, it seemed a lot of sunshine, "OK, you will win, I will let you win!"

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After returning from the cemetery, Belle's mood relaxed a lot, and the depression these days seemed to dissipate.