My sweet wife won again

Chapter 215 Growing Up Well

Lingling cried a lot at first.

I often cry when I mention my mother.

"Brother Amo, why didn't my mother come to pick me up? The police uncle said that my mother is lost and will find me soon."

Bai Mojiu could only keep comforting her, "Maybe Auntie will find Lingling tomorrow, Lingling will wait a little longer."

After half a year, she gradually stopped crying.

It seemed that she had gradually adapted to the life in the orphanage. As long as she stayed by his side, she would have endless things to say.

All day long, he called "Brother Amo".

Two people can be regarded as childhood sweethearts, right?

Because of his existence, she regained her cheerful, laughing, and optimistic personality, and believed that her mother would come to pick her up one day.

Talking and laughing with each other, playing around, one year passed quickly, and the nightmare began at the beginning of the second year.

The director of the orphanage has changed.

A middle-aged man who looks sanctimonious on the outside, but is extremely wretched on the inside.

Having said that, Bai Mojiu's light-colored eyes instantly became darker.

"Dean?" Feng Lingling tilted her head in doubt, "Did he do anything?"

The man gritted his teeth, "He..."

The fists hidden behind him were clenched tightly, and the knuckles were white.

"You said he was obscene." Seeing that he refused to say anything, she guessed on her own, "He, he doesn't have any eccentricities like pedophilia, does he?"

"Pedophile?"

Bai Mo thought about this word for a long time.

With a frown between his brows, he hesitated for a while and said, "He likes to hit girls."

"Huh? What?"

"Hearing the sound of a little girl crying and begging for mercy will give him a sense of satisfaction," Bai Mojiu said with disgust, "It's a very disgusting hobby."

"Uh, how did this kind of person become the dean?"

Feng Lingling shrinks back, "He won't hit me, will he?"

"You really don't remember anything?"

"I don't remember." The girl shook her head.

"Alright," Bai Mojiu sighed, "It's best not to remember, this kind of bad memory should be forgotten."

Xiao Nizi asked curiously: "And then? What happened? Why do you think I'm dead?"

The man held the whistle and flattened it, "I'll give it to you and tell you that whenever you encounter danger, just whistle, and then I will rescue you as soon as possible."

Although I don't remember, Feng Lingling's heart still jumped when he said this.

Unclear feeling.

Not only moved, but also some hidden, deeper and stronger emotions suppressed in the chest.

"After I gave you the whistle, you wore it next to your body and never left it until..."

"what?"

"I planned to take you out of the orphanage, but the plan failed. I was knocked out by the headmaster, and you fell off the cliff."

Feng Lingling remembered the scene when she met Huiling's mother.

Without waiting to think about it, Bai Mojiu went on to say: "When I woke up, the dean returned the whistle to me, saying that you were dead, and I always believed it!"

"I didn't die, I did fall off the cliff," Xiao Nizi finally connected the memories together, "But I didn't die, I met my adoptive mother, she saved me and treated me very well."

After finishing speaking, the corners of the girl's lips rose, "Although I don't remember the matter of the orphanage, everything is solved now. Your childhood sweetheart is not dead, she has grown up well."

These words are to comfort him who has always blamed himself.

"I want to thank you," she said sincerely. "At that time, you must have been very kind to me. What's your fault? Not at all! Everything is the fault of that dean, and the most damned person is him!"

he?
already dead.

He was killed by me!

Bai Mojiu's eyes were gloomy and cold.

(End of this chapter)