The man remained indifferent to the cry of the bridge.

Looking down at the baby who finally stopped waving his limbs.

His eyebrows and corners of his eyes kept dancing.

From this we can see that the old man's inner activities are struggling fiercely.

When the cry of the bridge was finally dispersed by the strong wind, most of the baby who was soaked in the mud closed his eyes.

The man was stunned for a moment and sighed gently.

"He's dead. Now, are you satisfied? "

Xiaoqiao, whose voice was already hoarse, slowly stood up and staggered. When she turned around and left, she said, "I will never forgive you. I also can't accept that my future children will have such a cruel father. "

"Little bridge!"

The man raised his head abruptly, his face was ferocious, his eyes were painful, and he growled: "you don't know, you don't know! You don't know anything. "

Xiaoqiao stopped and said, "I only know that you can watch a child die slowly. That's enough. "

"I don't want to either!"

"But that's what you do."

"He, he --"

The old man stretched out his hand and suddenly opened his mouth as if to say something, but after saying these two words, he closed his mouth again, and his hand drooped down.

He would rather be misunderstood by Xiaoqiao as a cruel man than say it.

Because he really can't guarantee that his gentle and kind wife will live happily in the years to come.

"Don't come to me again."

Xiaoqiao waited for a moment, did not wait for the man to speak, then walked forward.

When she was walking, in fact, she still hoped that the man would hold her hand and beg her not to leave.

Because she also knows that her husband can't be blamed for this.

It was someone who told her husband that at this time of the night, when she came to this place, she would see an abandoned baby.

As for the man who told her husband, Xiaoqiao didn't know.

She only knew that the child had a direct bearing on the fate of both of them.

If the child is really that child, even if he is a premature aging child, even his own mother can't accept him. To abandon him, Xiaoqiao has to support him as his own son and give him complete maternal love.

If this kind of thing is put on other women, especially shortly after they get married, and they hope to have a lovely baby, it can't be said that it's absolutely unacceptable, but they won't be happy.

The bridge will do.

Because she is kind, docile and obedient.

When I was a child, the little girl who could cry because she accidentally stepped on an ant is the kindest spirit in the world.

It was because of Xiaoqiao's kindness and docility that she was able to listen to her father's arrangement, gave up her superior life in an international metropolis and married a man who was nearly 20 years older than her senior general.

This man is as dry as woodlouse.

But his love for Xiaoqiao is not equal to that of all the men.

So Xiaoqiao loves him very much.

This is also the reason why he is still willing to give him another chance after seeing his cruelty.

Men, did not cherish this opportunity.

Because he was still kneeling in the mud after more than ten meters out of the bridge, staring down at the dead baby, motionless.

Xiaoqiao closed her eyes and sighed. Just as she was about to speed up her steps, she heard her husband gasp behind her back: "he's alive, alive!"

"What?"

Xiaoqiao suddenly turned around and looked over.

I saw the husband kneeling on the ground, covering his face with his hands, sobbing bitterly.

How can a dead baby live?

Xiaoqiao doesn't believe it.

She didn't believe that the newborn babies, after soaking in the mud for more than half of a year, had no signs of life and could survive.

"He's alive. He finally lived. He, he is the child

The husband is still sobbing, can't hear is happy, or sad?

Shouldn't a dead baby be happy to be alive again?

Why is he sad?

Crying, but also with a strong sense of disappointment.

It's as if a baby will lose the most precious thing when it comes to life.

Xiaoqiao didn't think much about it. He just ran over and fell on his knees with a puff. He looked at the child in a hurry.

The husband is right. The child is alive again.

He began to cry again.

Although the cry is not as good as that of a newborn kitten, he is crying.

Little hands, little feet, dancing slowly.

The baby that should have died was shocked by the fact that it was alive again.

But what made her even more unbelievable was that when the baby opened his eyes crying, she found that his eyes turned pale red.

It's like blood is flowing.

More like that!

Monstrous——

And the red demons are gradually getting thicker.

In a short period of ten seconds in a daze, Xiaoqiao became the color of blood.

You can close your eyes and imagine that a newborn or a child with premature senility looks very ugly. The eyes are blood red, no, they are red. Who can see them, who can't be afraid.

Xiaoqiao is also afraid, and his teeth can't help trembling.

Subconsciously, she hugged her husband's arm and asked in a trembling voice, "how, how could this happen?"

"Demon, demon - possessed. Ha ha, Xiaoqiao, this is the child we are looking for. "

The husband raised his head abruptly and laughed wildly.

What he said when he laughed wildly was vague, and Xiaoqiao didn't have the heart to distinguish at this moment.

She only heard her husband say that this is the child they are looking for.

"Xiaoqiao, do you want to take him away?"

The husband raised his hand, wiped his face and asked Xiaoqiao, "if you don't want to, I won't force you. No one will force us. "

"Why not?"

Looking at the baby's bridge, the fear in the eyes slowly dispersed, floating on the early years of maternal love.

Xiaoqiao is the kindest and most docile girl in the world.

She has clearly seen that the origin of the baby is unusual, very strange, but her kindness, or prompted her to slowly reach out and hold the child from the mud in her arms.

She had no experience of being a mother, but somehow she would hold the child. She held the child's small body in her left hand, put his small head on the bend of her arm, patted him on the back with her right hand, looked down at him and said softly, "why not? Look, what a good boy. Is he smiling at me

"He was just born. Now he can't see anything clearly. How can he smile at you?"

The husband wiped his face hard again, stretched his neck and looked into the arms of Xiaoqiao.

Laugh.

The newborn baby, after being held in her arms by Xiaoqiao, is really smiling at her.

Although the appearance of premature aging children is ugly, his smile to Xiaoqiao is so innocent.

Is the son in the mother's warm arms, comfortable smile.

The red color in his eyes, with his sweet smile, gradually faded under the gentle gaze of Xiaoqiao.

In the end, the baby's clarity was restored.

"This is my son."

Xiaoqiao was completely fascinated by the baby's smile and clear eyes. He patted him on the back and murmured, "you are my son."

The husband bit his lower lip hard and said with a strong smile, "yes, he's your son."

"What's his name, then?"

Any mother in life "to die."

Xiaoqiao blushed and stood up slowly with her sleeping child in her arms. She said softly, "Nanfang, Li Nanfang, let's go home."

Li Nanfang was carried away by Xiaoqiao couple.

Bright moon, but slowly covered by a dark cloud.

Gale, again!

Click!

With the sound of a thunderbolt that would almost shatter the whole world, the big raindrops of soybeans fell from the sky again without warning.

A disheveled woman, from the south, stumbled to run.