Completely blocked her mouth.
Leaving her speechless.
After Qiao Anle approached, he squatted beside Song Lingdang.
The first thing she did was to take the thing out of Song Lingdang's mouth.
"Lingling, don't be afraid... I won't hurt you... just open your mouth..."
A dirty piece of cloth, it's hard to tell what it is.
Qiao Anle was afraid of hurting Song Lingdang, so she pulled it out little by little.
Song Lingdang was still in a daze.
She was finally able to speak.
The first thing he did was not to talk to Qiao Anle or to accuse her.
But——
cry.
Song Lingdang let out a faint cry.
She was immersed in her own world, without tears, just crying.
Qiao Anle was busy untying the ropes on Song Lingdang and didn't pay attention at first.
But gradually.
She felt something was wrong.
This cry—
Woo woo woo…
Woo woo woo…
Wow wow wow…
It was not the cry of a grown woman, but the cry of a baby.
and!
It was exactly the same as what Qiao Anle heard in the middle of the night!
She was sure that it was exactly the same!
weak……
sad……
With the breath of death...
Qiao Anle was right next to Song Lingdang, and she could clearly feel that the crying sound came from Song Lingdang herself, not the child in her arms.
Realize this.
Suddenly.
Qiao Anle felt cold all over.
Like falling into an ice cellar.
An even more incredible, sad and terrifying speculation came to Qiao Anle's mind.
The crying sound belongs to Song Lingdang...
So……
The child in her arms, again...
Qiao Anle untied the hemp rope on Song Lingdang, but Song Lingdang was still holding the child, making baby crying sounds and lying numbly and motionless.
The child in her arms...
The child was still wrapped in thick swaddling clothes and his face could not be seen.
"Lingling, can you let me take a look at your child? I'm Qiao Anle, the same Qiao Anle who gave you White Rabbit candy. Let me see if your child is okay?"
Qiao Anle was afraid of scaring Song Lingdang, so she comforted her in a low voice.
After hearing the name "White Rabbit Milk Candy", Song Lingdang's eyes moved.
It seems that I have finally emerged from the endless confusion.
But still no sound.
Qiao Anle said softly, "Lingling, you agree, right? I want to see your child, just one look. Don't be afraid, I like children very much too..."
Talking.
Qiao Anle gently reached out and opened the swaddling clothes that wrapped the child.
During this period.
Song Lingdang remained calm, staring at Qiao Anle under the dim light.
Little by little.
Qiao Anle finally saw the "child".
Just a glance.
But she was frightened.
What Song Lingdang was holding in her arms was not a child at all, but a piece of wood.
No children!
There are no children at all!
On the piece of wood, there was a baby wearing clothes, a hat, and wrapped in swaddling clothes.
Just like a real child, Song Lingdang held him tightly in her arms and was unwilling to let go no matter what.
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