Chatper 1247 (1/2)

Ruan Xiaoju looked at Dingdong sadly, and her voice was as gentle as ever, "Because Mommy just appeared in your dream! Although I really want to hug my Dingdong, Mommy can't do it anymore. arrive."

This sentence made Tinker Bell turn pale in an instant. He cried and shook his head vigorously, "No, Mommy! These are not dreams! You are back, aren't you? Once you come back, you won't leave again! Mommy, Tinker Bell I'm still very young and still need your care, can you stay and grow up with me?! Mommy!"

Looking at Ding Dong who was crying into tears, Ruan Xiaoju's eyes were filled with sadness.

However, her figure became fainter and fainter under the moonlight, and her voice was also so soft that she could barely hear, "My child, none of this is your fault! Mommy regrets not being able to grow up with you, but Mommy Believe me, my little Ding Dong is a little man, and he will definitely be able to take care of your daddy and Little Pudding instead of Mommy."

"Mommy, I can't, I can't do it...I want Mommy to stay...Mommy..."

Little Dingdang cried and ran towards Ruan Xiaoju, but Ruan Xiaoju's figure gradually faded in the night until she disappeared.

"Mommy! Mommy...!"

Little Ding Dong cried and rushed towards the disappearing phantom, but no matter how much he cried and begged, there was only an empty moonlight around, and the surroundings fell into a dead silence.

"Mommy!"

Tinker Bell cried heartbreakingly.

"Tinkerbell, Tinkerbell?"

Jack's worried voice sounded next to Tinker Bell's ears, and he opened his eyes blankly, only to realize that everything just now was just a dream.

Jack looked at Tinker Bell who was sweating profusely from crying, and quickly took out a wet towel to help him wipe the sweat, and softly comforted him, "Did you have a nightmare? It's okay, with Daddy here, no one would dare to hurt you. "

Little Ding Dong stared blankly for a long time before distinguishing between reality and dream.

He looked at Jack looking at him with concern, and cried and threw himself into Jack's arms, "Daddy, I didn't dream just now, I dreamed of Mommy! Then I asked her to stay, but Mommy disappeared. woo woo woo..."

Jack paused for two seconds while wiping Tinker Bell's sweat, and continued to wipe the tears off his face, "Good boy, Mommy must know you're home, so she's very happy, and came here to see you."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..

Jack patted Tinker Bell's shoulder lightly and comforted him, "Daddy misses Mommy too, be good, stop crying, Mommy is watching us from the sky now. If you cry so sad, Mommy will also be sad too of."

"But Daddy, I really, really miss Mommy so much, so much..."

Tinkerbell's crying continued, and Jack comforted him softly, and after a long while, he coaxed Tinkerbell, who was tired from crying, to sleep.

Jack carefully covered Tinker Bell with a thin blanket, while he got off the bed and sat in front of the bay window.

He silently looked at the endless night outside the window, sighed faintly, and complained silently in his heart: Xiaoju, you must be very happy when Ding Dong is back, right? But why don't you come into my dream?

The night was dark and gloomy, but no one could answer Jack's question.

He just leaned against the window in a daze, and sat without sleep until dawn.

It wasn't until the morning sun rose in the east that Jack went to wash up and went downstairs to help Tinker Bell and Little Pudding make breakfast.

Xiaoju refused to come to his dream, it must be because he felt that what he did was not good enough. When he takes care of the two children well and is hungry, she will definitely enter his dream.

Before Chaoyang jumped out of the glow, Little Pudding woke up rolling over.

As soon as the little boy turned over and sat up, Ding Dong woke up next to him, grabbing Pudding who almost fell off the bed.

"Brother, hug!" Little Pudding giggled, and threw himself into Tinker Bell's arms.