Thinking of that man, Xue Luo's heart could no longer remain calm.
She would never forget: Five years ago, when Feng Xinglang saw the dead fetus in the glass container, how panicked, sad and angry he was! His whole body was trembling!
Until today, Xue Luo couldn't help but think: If I didn't continue to act and told Feng Xinglang that Xiao Guai was still in her stomach, what would be the ending?
Xue Luo was very clear about one point: If she lied to Lan Youyou, Lan Youyou would definitely be angry!
Even if Feng Xinglang had the heart to help Lin Xueluo, he was so seriously injured that he couldn't even move. How could he stop Lan Youyou from doing everything possible to harm the child in her belly? Moreover, Lan Youyou still had her godfather, He Tun!
But who knew that after he escaped from Lan Youyou's control, he would be caught by He Tun!
Vaguely, he still remembered what He Tun said to her: Those few days at sea, he suddenly thought of a more interesting way to play! He even said that she would be very interested!
What was the more interesting way to play with He Tun?
Could it be …
Xue Luo didn't dare to think further!
Her heart was in a mess, Xue Luo couldn't calm down to read. She took out the drawing paper that was suppressed at the bottom of the bookshelf.
These few years, Xue Luo had done a lot of sketches.
Most of them were about her son, Lin Nuo's growth. Although there was a high-tech digital camera, Xue Luo always felt that if she used the paper to record her son's growth, it would be better to express her love for her son as a mother.
Okay, it was a little more noble!
Actually, Xue Luo was bored to death. Firstly, she was worried about her son who was taken away by He Tun. Secondly, she was really idle.
Xue Luo, who couldn't calm down, took out a special one from those drawings.
It looked like she was drawing an adult version of her son, Lin Nuo, but Xue Luo knew in her heart that she was drawing the man named Feng Xinglang!
At this moment, she finally understood the state of mind that Feng Xinglang's mother left for her son, Feng Xinglang.
The current Xue Luo seemed to be the same as Mother Feng. She didn't dare to draw Feng Xinglang too completely.
He remembered that there was a time when Xue Luo managed to draw a complete portrait of Feng Xinglang. Maybe because she was too focused, Xue Luo did not notice her son Lin Nuo who was standing behind her.
"Mommy, who is this man who looks like me?"
The little fellow asked solemnly.
Xue Luo was startled and did not know how to reply to her son Lin Nuo. If she told the little guy that this man who looked like him was his biological father, would the little guy be able to accept it?
Moreover, she and her son, Lin Nuo, were still 'prisoners' of River Town! How could he explain to his son why his biological father wasn't by their side, but the one who was by their side was his adoptive father, Hetun!
Xue Luo didn't know how much her son understood the term 'godfather', but she really didn't want her son's innocent childhood to come into contact with his father's generation.
"Mommy is drawing Nuo Nuo after he grows up!"
In the end, Xue Luo still chose to hide it from her son Lin Nuo, "But the drawing is not good, mom will draw another one."
Xue Luo crumpled the finished drawing of Feng Xinglang into a ball and threw it into the rubbish bin.
At that time, the little fellow just stared blankly at the rubbish bin and didn't ask anything. It seemed like he didn't want to expose his mommy Lin Xue Luo who didn't want to tell him the truth.
So from then on, Xue Luo didn't dare to draw the complete picture of that man anymore. She only used a few simple lines to outline it.
Or, some of the drawings only had the man's eyes in detail, while some of the drawings had the man's nose or mouth in detail … and that flirtatious thin lips that would curl up in front of her from time to time!
Xue Luo's heart was in a mess.
It's been almost five years, the child that she gave birth to was already five years old, but she still didn't have any news of that man.
Sometimes, Xue Luo would also foolishly stand in front of the window and look at the mountain road that led to the outside world.
She hoped that one day, her husband, the father of her child, would be like the man that Zixia Fairy loved, stepping on the colorful clouds to save her and her child. Or perhaps he would be like the prince who passed by the castle, rescuing the trapped her and her child.
Unfortunately, Xue Luo stood in front of the window for almost five years, but Feng Xinglang didn't come.
Maybe that man hated her to the core. Hating her for strangling his child! Not to mention looking for her, he probably hated her to the bone in his heart.
Slowly, Xue Luo didn't hope anymore. She let time dilute the hope in her heart.
Maybe that man had already hugged the beauty that he loved!
Xue Luo thought of Feng Lixin.
After five years, he should have finished the skin grafting surgery long ago. And he should be able to stand up from the wheelchair. Now that medicine was so advanced, as long as there was enough money, not to mention a small plastic surgery, it was very possible to have plastic surgery to become an avatar.
Xue Luo fell into a strange thinking circle:
If Feng Xinglang abandoned Lan Youyou, then what about Feng Lixin who had always loved Lan Youyou?
He couldn't let Feng Lixin watch his beloved woman being lovey-dovey with his younger brother every day, right?
If that was really the case, it would be too cruel to Feng Lixin!
Xue Luo let out a long sigh. She was in prison and couldn't even protect herself. How could she still think about how others were doing?
Besides, Hetun took her mother and all the adopted sons back to Pater Castle. Shen Cheng should be the world of Yan Bang, Feng Xinglang and Bai Mo. In other words, Feng Xinglang's life must be very good!
So, why would Feng Xinglang waste his time and money to look for a vicious woman who had beaten his own flesh and blood alive? Don't even think about it!
Once again, Xue Luo deeply understood what it meant to be in a mess!
She took out that piece of paper again and sketched the man that she had hidden in her heart for five years.
It was more than five years! Maybe as early as when she married into the Feng family, that man's behavior, whether gentlemanly or flirtatious, had already been imprinted in her heart.
Xue Luo thought that time would fade the longing for that man.
She didn't expect that this kind of longing not only did not fade, but also became stronger and clearer as time went by.
That man haunted her mind, her dreams, and her life more and more frequently.
Lin Xue Luo, how cheap are you? To this day, why are you still thinking about him?
Have you ever thought that the man might have already remarried and given birth to a child? His life is incomparably beautiful and blissful now!
Even so, Xue Luo still couldn't get that man out of her mind.
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