I was about to say something like "you go out and have a good bath with the steward first". I didn't expect that the little doll would freeze, and then die on her. She raised her head in tears, looked at her accusingly, and sobbed: "Mommy, don't you want to be a stranger again? Nianmo is so lovely You don't want to abandon the idea of a stranger... "

AMO: "..."

The little guy was afraid to be abandoned and held her tightly. His cry made her feel sour.

She paused, waved and signaled to the steward that he could leave on his own.

The steward was still holding a pile of things that had just rolled out of the stone. Naturally, he would not disobey the Lord's order and was about to leave.

Unexpectedly, the little doll opened his hand to him: "my things! Don't rob me... "

A Mo is afraid that he will start to cry again. He simply rolls his sleeves again and rolls all the things in the manager's hands: "don't cry, your things are here."

This time, the little doll was satisfied. Once again, he lay on her sleeve, wondering, "why is Mommy's clothes so wet?"

AMO: "..."

She sighed a little. Naturally, she didn't want to have the same understanding with the child. She waved to let the steward go. She turned around on the swing and lost her shadow.

The steward's face was scorched by thunder and left.

He knew that his demon lord liked children, but he didn't expect to be so indulgent. The little doll in the stone made her dirty, and she didn't give up to poke at each other

The breeze made the swing swing stand shake again, and the peace was restored.

A moment later, a man's figure appeared on a big tree beside him, with black hair and white robes. He looked down at the swing not far away. There were dark waves surging in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

His figure moved, directly fell on the swing frame, swing frame with him gently shaking up.

There is a long lost breath on the swing, so sweet and familiar!

Breathing in his chest made his heart tremble like a burn.

Xuemo, anyway, I finally found you!

Whether you remember it or not, I will never let it go again

He sat on the swing, his white robe swaying like snow in the breeze.

"Hello, it's the Lord's swing. No one is allowed to sit on it." Not far away, a little boy ran up to him and pointed at him and shouted, "Hey, who are you..."

The words behind him didn't come out, because he found that there was no one in the swing.

The child rubbed his eyes, rubbed them again, and muttered, "strange, am I dazzled?"

……

A bathtub with hot water of moderate temperature. A little doll is happily popping in it: "it's nice to be able to come out..."

A Mo squats on the edge of the basin and looks down at him. The little guy cries fast and laughs fast. He cried like the sky collapsed just now, and now he laughs like an angel.

She looked at him with some trance.

She likes her children, but none of the children who come to the garden can stir her mood like this.

Is it because - to deliver him himself?

Seeing that the child enjoyed himself in the basin, she let him go.

As soon as she raised her hand, the red stone, which had been broken in two, appeared again in her palm.