The result was that her dialect was not a dialect, and her Mandarin was not Mandarin, but finally her accent became Mandarin.
"Don't cry, pretty sister."
She wiped her tears and found that Fu Zixia was not crying at all.
But her eyes were completely red, as if she was looking at someone through her.
Since my father and brother passed away, no one has ever comforted me like this.
Still a three-year-old child.
She is so warm.
Fu Zixia couldn't help but hold Dudu in her arms. Her arms were warm and spacious, and Dudu could actually smell the scent of her mother on her body.
But her biological mother only loves her younger brother.
As she died alone in the hospital.
Her mother never even looked at her. They enjoyed the money donated to her by kind people and took her younger brother to the best kindergarten.
Let him eat the best food in the world...
Fu Zixia hugged her tightly.
Just because of the warmth this strange little girl brought her.
The little girl kept patting her shoulders and stuffing the milky and crispy biscuits into her mouth.
Fu Zixia opened her mouth subconsciously, and heard the little girl say, "This has the aura of the male protagonist. You have the jawline and the '川' eyebrows. With the blessing of the male protagonist's aura, you will become happy and joyful! You will never have sorrow again in your life! Your hair will also turn black, beautiful sister."
Her small hand stroked a strand of her white hair. Fu Zixia smiled bitterly after hearing Te's words.
Her hair will never turn black, and she is worried that it will never turn black in her lifetime.
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