Chapter 263

She walked past and found two tiny spots standing by a fountain. One is tall and one is short. The tall one should be my brother. He looks four or five years old. The younger one is only two or three years old. The two or three-year-old boy was crying, while the tall boy patted him on the back with relief.

Although he didn't cry like his younger brother, his face was tense and a little nervous.

Xia Tong thought, it must be lost with his parents, will cry like this. She wanted to go, but on second thought, if two beautiful boys were thrown in the street, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Thinking of this, she went over, squatted down and said with a smile, "Hi, pretty boys!"

Hearing this, the tall boy stepped back with his younger brother in his arms and appeared to be on guard: "who are you?"

I can speak Chinese!

Xia Tong excited, a careful look only to find, in front of this blue eye boy should be mixed blood. His skin is very white, but it is quite different from the cream white of Westerners, with the unique whiteness and delicacy of Oriental people.

But that little boy's black eye, then firmer Xia Tong's guess. One of their parents should be Oriental, and most likely Chinese.

"Hello, I'm Chinese I'm here to help you. Are you lost with your parents? "

When the big boy heard the Chinese three words, the guard in his eyes slowed down a little, "yes."

As soon as Xia Tong got closer, he immediately stepped back. Obviously, his parents did a good job in his safety education.

Xia Tong no longer close, "are you lost here?"

He nodded again. The little boy in his arms didn't speak much, but looked at his brother in confusion.

"If you're lost here, just wait in the same place. Aunt will accompany you. I believe your parents will come back to you soon. "

The boy frowns and stares at Xia Tong in front of him suspiciously. He doesn't seem to believe her. He holds his younger brother and is ready to leave.

Xia Tong immediately anxious: "you don't go everywhere, ah, there are so many people in the street, it's easier to get lost."

The boy is determined to go his own way and doesn't intend to bird her. At a young age, he shows an exclusive personality.

And the little boy in his arms, with a pair of black eyes open, from time to time curiously looked at Xia Tong. Xia Tong worried at the same time, the heart of a plan.

She took out the rattle that she had just bought from the Chinese jewelry store and knocked it. The crisp and sweet sound of the drum immediately attracted the little boy's attention. Struggling to get out of his brother's arms.

It's no wonder that these children who have grown up abroad since childhood will find this kind of traditional Chinese toys very interesting.

The little boy struggled so hard that the big boy had to let him go. Xia Tong raised his head, saw a round figure, stumbled to his body.

The black round eyes drip Liuliu, looking at the rattle in Xia Tong's hand, some curious want to reach out to touch, but dare not.

Xia Tong directly held his fleshy little hand, pinched the wooden pole of the rattle, and then covered the back of his hand with his palm and shook it.

"Dong, Dong, Dong..." The crisp drum sound made the little boy very happy, and his face also showed a joyful smile.

After all, the child was curious. At this time, the big boy came over, squatted beside Xia Tong and asked, "what's this?"

"Rattle." Xia Tong raised his head: "do you want to play?"

He hesitated, some hesitated, Xia Tong directly handed him: "it's really fun, my aunt loved to play this when she was a child."

Seeing this, the big boy finally got rid of his guard and grasped it.

In just a few minutes, the relationship between Xia Tong and the two children changed from the initial vigilance to a happy one. Xia Tong doesn't know why. He seems to be predestined by nature. He likes them when he sees them.

Just then, an anxious voice came: "Xijin, Xiyang Where are you

“……。”

"Here comes Mommy. Where are you? When you hear that, answer Mommy

In such a foreign street, if you can hear the voice of Chinese, and listen to her carefully, Xia Tong immediately affirmed that the speaker is the mother of the two little boys in front of you.

Sure enough, the two kids who just had fun immediately dropped their toys and rushed back to a figure behind them: "Mommy!"

The woman picked up the little boy and touched the big boy's face. She cried with joy: "my dear, where have you been? You almost scared mommy to death!"

Xia Tong picked up the rattle and got up. She was curious that she could give birth to the mother of these two lovely little guys.

But when she looked up and looked at the face, she suddenly froze in the same place.

In the vast sunflower fields, the girl leaned over the flowers, holding a huge sunflower in her hand, and whispered with the young man beside her.

That scene, warm and sweet.

Once in innumerable nights, she had incomparably hated the girl in the photo. I hate why she is not willing to let go; why she must kill her sister obstinately; why she is not willing to stand up and compete with her fairly.Just when the face in the photo perfectly coincides with the face in front of her, Xia Tong suddenly feels dizzy.

Why?! What is the mother as like as two peas in the picture? Two.

Is there such a coincidence in the world?

If she is a real Lin manru, who is Su Ruo?

Xia Tong stood in the same place, looking at the woman coming towards him, looking at her holding out her hand. In addition to shock, Xia tong can't find any other words to describe his feeling at the moment.

"Listen to Xi Jin, you told them to stand here and wait for me. Thank you very much." She smiles at her, her voice is as soft as her people, like a rippled lake, light and elegant, unspeakable ironing.

Somehow, for a moment, Xia Tong thought of angels.

“……。” After a while, Xia Tong came back to his senses: "you're welcome..."

Hand in hand, let go, leave the moment, Xia Tong in her palm, saw the same mole.

Lin manru has a mole, so does Su Ruo.

After the greeting, she took her son and turned away.

Xia Tong looked at her back gradually, and suddenly an impulse came out of her heart. No, she can't just let her go. She has to find out

Instinctively, Xia Tong felt that he had entered a labyrinth, and after several rounds, he thought that he had finally reached the exit of the truth. Suddenly looking back, I realized that she had been standing at the starting point and had never changed.

Xia Tong rushes forward and holds her arm. The woman turns around and looks at her in confusion.