Chapter 511 (2/2)
He just wanted to love.
The bustling tourists stand by the vast wishing pool to revere human civilization, while linglie stands in the golden sun.
He was wearing his favorite sky blue shirt and put his hands together in front of his forehead.
”My wife said that you are the greatest building for love in the world. She always wanted to see it, but I lost her. One angry crown for the beauty, all over the fire burned for four years, my heart's hatred watered out, but has always been unable to find her footprints. If you are really a god of love building, can you give me some guidance? Without her, my life would be boring. If I can't find her in a year, I think my only destiny is to come back here and sleep forever. ”
Linglie doesn't want to live.
He really didn't want to live.
Silently make a wish, the mind is full of sweet smile, he does not want to go back.
In the crowd, suddenly there was a familiar female voice floating in the surrounding air.
”Flowers? Does anyone want to buy flowers? ”
Linglie was stunned all over, suddenly turned around and stared at the wipe figure not far away.
The young girl is not old. She wears a scarf made of sea blue Tulle on her head, which covers half of her cheek. The other half of her cheek, which is familiar with the contour line, is clearly the face of admiring stars!
”Darling!”
Linglie rushes like crazy!
He clasped the girl's shoulders and stared at her all the time!
The girl in front of her was frightened by him, and she was about to cry out: ”you, sir, you?”
”Mommy!”
Not far away, a three-year-old boy came running barefoot!
He held a basket of flowers in his hand, just like the girl's, all roses.
He looked at linglie's surprised appearance, rushed up recklessly, and knocked linglie's hands: ”you let go of my mommy! You bad man, let go of my mommy
The soldiers in plain clothes were shocked one after another, because linglie took off the girl's blue headscarf as soon as he raised his hand, and the cheek belonging to Mu Tianxing was intact in front of everyone!
Crown princess?
Linglie clasps the girl's shoulder with one hand, and almost trembles with the other hand. She gently holds it to the little boy's face!
”Do you want to buy flowers, sir? If you don't buy it, please let me go and don't hurt my children! ” The girl shrank in fear, protecting the little boy behind her.
Linglie red eyes, looking at the opposite people do not know themselves, very quietly asked: ”he, is your child? You gave birth to this one? ”
The girl bit her lips, as if remembering something heartbreaking: ”I have three sons, but two died in childbirth, and only one survived.”
Linglie's pupil flashed a painful color!
When she was about to take her arms and look around the soldiers, she said, ”go back home!”