Kiss You, Sweetheart

Bo en took the water cup from the bedside table and handed it to her.

Song Lifang holding, Bo en en see her hands shaking, heart, a little pain. It must be hard for song Lifang to find out this big secret.

Bo en's nose was sour and his eyes dropped.

Song Lifang took a sip of water and gave it back to Bo en en. She leaned against the head of the bed and sighed: "that year, your grandfather and I went to K country for tourism. I was eight months pregnant at that time.

I wanted to go home for labor after this trip. I still remember that day when it was raining heavily, my grandfather and I went to a party and went back to the villa we rented at that time, in the suburbs.

It was very dark, and there was no car on the road. Suddenly, a woman came out of the darkness, holding a swaddle in his arms. Your grandfather stepped on a brake in order to avoid her.

At that time, I didn't fasten my seat belt and my stomach hit the console. Your grandfather got out of the car and went to see the woman.

It rained so heavily, but the woman was bloody and looked terrible. When she saw your grandfather, she plopped down on her knees and stretched the swaddling clothes in her arms to him.

I will never forget that scene. It was a mother's last protection and request for her child. Her face was covered with blood and her body was so weak that she had only one last breath. However, the eyes that asked your grandfather to accept the child were very firm and inspiring.

When your grandfather took the child over, the woman's eyes suddenly became gentle and gratified. She said in a hurry, let's go. Finish saying these two words, she kneels on the ground of the body suddenly a soft, fell down, rain washed her blood, she never got up.

Your grandfather realized the seriousness of the matter, took the child into the car, handed it to me, and drove away.

The child is well protected. It's only a little wet in such a heavy rain. He has a piece of paper in his arms, which says his birthday, and a pendant, which is the amulet that your little uncle hangs around his neck.

That's what his mother left him. I believe she will always protect her son, so tell your little uncle that it's a talisman that can't be taken off.

Because I hit my stomach, it didn't take long for me to feel pain. Your grandfather rushed me to the hospital. As a result I couldn't keep my child

Song Lifang said here, thinking of the child who died before she was born, her tears surged and she had to stop talking.

And Bo en's face is full of tears.

I never thought that bocayan's life experience was so dangerous.

Song Lifang calmed down for a while and then said, "your grandfather and I have even thought of the child's name. It's Jiayan, but I lost him.

I'm sad, sad. At last, your grandfather said that although we lost our own son, having this child is God's remedy for us.

In this way, the child who was born less than a month became my son and your little uncle. At that time, only your father and I were traveling in K country. Everyone thought that it was my child born in K country. No one doubted your little uncle's life experience.

Loss and possession alternate in an instant. That's why I love gayan wholeheartedly as my own son. Over the past 20 years, I have long forgotten that he is not my own son.

I don't want to think about his life experience. He is my son, my own son... "