Xiaorou's tears fell on Shen Yancheng's shoulders, wetting his shirt little by little. He could clearly feel Xiaorou's emotions fluctuating.
"Don't doubt it, whether it's your father and mother, or me and my mother, everyone loves you very much. We all love you, okay?" Shen Yancheng hugged Xiao Rou with his hands.
He told Xiaorou seriously that these were all from his heart. Xiaorou was so cute, how could anyone not love her?
"Is that really the case?" Jiang Xiaorou turned her head and looked at Shen Yancheng.
She really began to doubt it now, especially after knowing the truth just now. Jiang Xiaorou's first reaction was not how ridiculous her mother was when she was young, because the master was right, everyone makes mistakes.
It's understandable that my mother would do something wrong under such circumstances. But for Xiaorou, what she cares more about is whether her mother loves her or not.
"I remember you told me that Jing Muchen was adopted by your mother, right? Your mother called him before she left. Her only wish was for Jing Muchen to protect you and keep you safe. She didn't mention Zhou Mengmeng at that time, which means that in her heart, you will always be the most important and irreplaceable." Shen Yancheng told Xiaorou seriously.
Fortunately, he is clear-headed now, otherwise, I really don’t know how to comfort Xiaorou.
Xiaorou shook her little head and stared at Shen Yancheng. She was indeed drunk. There were double images in her eyes and her voice was soft.
Xiaorou is really cute like this.
"Yes! My mother's only wish before she died was for the master to protect me. That means my mother loves me, right? My mother loves me." Jiang Xiaorou suddenly laughed.
Her mood changed so quickly, sometimes crying and sometimes laughing.
Shen Yancheng’s hands fell on the corners of her eyes and wiped her tears.
"So, don't let your imagination run wild. We all love you very much, especially me. I love you very, very much." Shen Yancheng said very seriously.
He doesn't usually say this kind of thing. True love is not something that can be expressed with words.
"Then how much do you love me?" Jiang Xiaorou asked.
She tilted her head back and looked at Shen Yancheng foolishly, really smiling like a fool. Shen Yancheng held Xiaorou's face in his hands, rubbing his palms on her face.
“I love you very, very much. It’s a love that cannot be described. Anyway, I just love you.” Shen Yancheng couldn’t express it.
Because he couldn't find any words to describe his love for Xiaorou, but he knew very well in his heart that he loved Xiaorou, a love without understanding, and he would love her for the rest of his life.
As for the next life, he didn't want to think about it because he didn't believe in it, but in this life, he definitely loved Xiaorou and wanted to be with her only.
"But I still feel that my mother doesn't love me. She asked the master to take good care of me when she left because she felt guilty about me. I think it's more like this." Jiang Xiaorou pouted again.
She is really too sensitive now, thinking so much about the smallest things.
Shen Yancheng was speechless about Xiao Rou. No matter how he talked to her, she just couldn't make sense. She was always doubting herself.
"Silly girl, stop thinking about it, okay? If you continue like this, I don't know how to comfort you." Shen Yancheng pressed Xiaorou's head into his arms.
Xiaorou listened to Shen Yancheng's heartbeat, and as it quickened a little bit, her eyes began to close. She thought to herself, "Mom, do you really love me?"
Mom, I am your love.
Whether my mother loves me or not, I love her. This is the answer Xiaorou got after drinking so much. Maybe Shen Yancheng is right. There is no mother who doesn't love her children.
My mother was unhappy during that time, which must be because my father had a woman outside, and my mother also had a woman outside, and their relationship became increasingly strained.
Mom didn't feel any regret when she left, but Dad felt remorseful when he left. He felt sorry for Mom and shouldn't have done anything to let her down.
They both went there, maybe they have reconciled.
Xiao Rou fell asleep in Shen Yancheng's arms. He carefully placed Xiao Rou on the hammock and lay down on it himself. The bed was not big, barely enough for the two of them. Xiao Rou was quite obedient after getting drunk, and she stayed in his arms to sleep obediently.
Shen Yancheng couldn’t sleep.
He kept staring at the stars in the sky. He missed his father very much. He lost his father when he was a child and had lived with his mother since he could remember.
When he was a child, he would often ask where his father was. Every time his mother said that his father was dead and the grass on his grave was taller than him. Shen Yancheng didn't believe it before, but after asking a few more times, he believed it.
When he grew up, he never asked again, as if he never had a father.
Just now, I saw Xiaorou miss her parents so much that she even got drunk because of this. Shen Yancheng's heart was also very confused at this time. He also wanted to know if his father was really gone. If a person was gone, there would always be a grave!
But he never went there once because his mother didn't tell him. But if his father was still alive, who was he and where was he?
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