Hidden Marriage Husband Presumptuously Pamper

Chapter 2559 He stood there alone

"it is good."

Before Xuetuan and César had passed, Yiran eagerly ran out from behind the tree trunk, stumbling and struggling to catch up.

"Huh?" César even forgot to eat the crushed ice, and looked at him curiously.

Zhao Qiuxu took Zhile and left, and when Yiran saw it, he stumbled after her.

With a small body, she ran staggeringly, as if she might fall down at any time.

The expression on his face was so eager, and his eyes were so anxious.

Seeing Zhao Qiuxu taking Zhile and getting farther and farther away from him, he was also anxious and flustered. He no longer cared about hiding, he just wanted to be closer to his mother.

Get closer to your sister.

He ran out of breath, with tears streaming down his face, and timidly shouted, "Mom..."

Zhile stopped, "Mom."

"What's the matter Zhile?" Zhao Qiuxu lowered his head, looking at Zhile who suddenly stopped leaving.

Zhile seemed to hear Yiran's voice, and she suddenly remembered that her mother forbade her to see Yiran, she lowered her eyes, shook her head and said nothing.

"Let's go." Zhao Qiuxu led her to continue walking.

Yiran was out of breath from crying, and tried her best to catch up, "...Mom, don't go."

This time, not only Zhile, but even Zhao Qiuxu heard it.

She couldn't hear that familiar voice wrong.

Pausing in her tracks, she turned her head to look behind her.

Sure enough, he saw that small figure, stumbling towards her.

While running, while wiping tears.

Seeing this scene made me feel very sad.

"Yes!" Zhile exclaimed in surprise.

He was about to get close, but Yiran suddenly stopped, he stood timidly in the same place, not daring to approach her, eyes red from crying, looking at her so pitifully through a layer of hazy tears .

Zhao Qiuxu didn't know who brought him to school, let alone what purpose the person who brought him to school had.

She stood where she was, holding Zhile's hand, tightening it even more.

"Mom, Zhile hurts."

Zhile exhaled in pain, pulling back Zhao Qiuxu's thoughts.

She let go of her hand apologetically, feeling increasingly dizzy, "I'm sorry Chile, mom didn't do it on purpose."

Yiran wiped away tears aggrieved, and called out timidly: "Sister."

Zhile took a look, and then looked up at Zhao Qiuxu, her eyes were red, "Mom, Zhile wants to go and see, is it okay?"

May I?
Zhao Qiuxu also asked himself in his heart, is it okay?

Can I go over and see him?

Even if he knew that someone had brought him here, he might have ulterior motives.

But seeing him crying so pitifully, how many tears are hidden in that small body.

What did Zhile do when he was two years old?

She can lean in her arms, coquettishly want to hug, kiss, and sleep with her at night.

When she told her bedtime stories, she would be critical and say that the stories she told were not good, but the stories my little uncle told were good.

Looking at the opposite is also true...

He stood there alone, helpless, wiping his tears with one hand, clearly wanted to approach her, but was deeply afraid of making her angry and anxious, it was really distressing.

"Mother……"

Zhile also cried, calling her in a small voice.

"Let's go." Zhao Qiuxu took her hand and walked towards Yiran.

Yiran stood there blankly, and he didn't come back to himself until Zhile hugged him.

He blinked, wiping away the tears in his eyes.

"Also, don't cry."

(End of this chapter)