In the empty lobby, someone was sitting on a bench looking at books and newspapers, a mother was feeding the children, and a father and son sat together looking at each other.

The two children in front of them were lively and clever. Zuo Qingsheng talked to them for a while until their mother came to call them back.

Seeing Zuo Qingsheng talking so enthusiastically to his son, the mother did not think they were the weird uncle and the weird aunt who cheated the children.

Nodding at the two of them, bowed gently, the mother smiled sweetly and said to her two children.

"Thank you sister and brother quickly, otherwise I don't know where you have gone. The amusement park is so big that if you get lost, it will make your mother and father sad."

The two children bowed to Zuo Qingsheng and said together, "Thank you sister, and brother."

Looking at their silly voice, she felt as if she was about to cry.

I... If I hadn't had a miscarriage back then, the child might have been almost the same as these two children.

If I hadn't died, I would have been four years old now.

Just like this mother who teaches her children sincerely, she will teach her children to do small things and teach her children many principles of being a human being and the principles of being a human being.

My own child should be also smart and smart, right?

Like this mother, I will accompany my children to play everywhere, go to the amusement park that my children want to go, play carousels with him, swing on a swing, buy him delicious food and fun, and let him get along with other children in harmony.

If my child... hadn't died, would I be able to live happily now?

Because in this world, except for the sister who was deliberately trying to kill her, her own child was probably his only close relative, right?

But... he died. He died at the hands of another of his close relatives and was killed by her.

Yang Keling looked at Zuo Qingsheng, whose face turned pale in an instant, and hurriedly supported her.

"Qingsheng, are you okay?"

Looking at his slightly anxious face, the dry and clear breath made people feel like they were in the arms of a big brother.

I feel warm and comfortable, and want to rely on it subconsciously.

Zuo Qingsheng shook his head slowly to show that he had nothing to do with him.

The pale face revealed her fragility and the blow she suffered.

After saying goodbye to the mother with two children, he took her to find a small seat.

The two people sat side by side, and the distance was very close, but it would not make people feel crowded, nor would it feel that this struggle exceeded the normal distance between ordinary people.

Very comfortable and warm.

Zuo Qingsheng looked at him and slowly showed a smile, with thanks and apologies in his smile.

Yang Keling has always been like this. Every time he discovers something wrong with him, and then comforts her.

This big brother really wants people to rely on it all the time, but a person like me, even a trace of last warmth has been deprived of...

Can there really be such a sun that can make her cold body shine brightly and warm?

She smiled bitterly, and she never dared to ask for these things.

"What's wrong? Was it the one just now..."

Zuo Qingsheng laughed slowly, her face getting better, but she turned her head slightly when she looked at Yang Keling's face.

The smile at the corner of the lips seemed to be self-deprecating.

"Since I wiped off my children back then, I have a resistant attitude towards contacting other people's children."

Yang Keling looked at her and asked with a smile, "Then have you overcome your original mentality now? In fact, if you want a baby, you can still reborn in the future."

Zuo Qingsheng's smile was a little pale, how could it be so easy!

A mother who lost her child due to accidents, and a mother who was expecting to lose her child without warning.

However, after several months of companionship in my belly, I have long formed an inseparable connection with my children.

And when she loses her child, her painful mentality is not just like something being discarded.

Even those mothers who are cruelly abolishing their children must have deep guilt and longing for their children, let alone... how much they want their children to survive.

It is probably the dream that many mothers have been dreaming of in their hearts and dreams of having children.

"Do you know Yang Keling? I have never wanted to get close to any child in the past few years."

Her voice slowly made her cry, and it sounded like she felt a thrust from the bottom of her heart. She was fragile and it seemed like she would break it when touched.

But she was strong again. If he looked at her, she would only feel more distressed. She was struggling to break through the ground in order to survive.

Yang Keling looked at her and his heart seemed to be cut, and it was painful.

He even wanted to treat this woman well, wanted to embrace her in his arms, so as not to let the heavy rain and wind and frost of this world cause her to be persecuted.

"Because these children can bring me only pain, which makes me feel even more guilty about my dead child! It makes me never get out of the shadow of the past!"

Zuo Qingsheng's voice seemed to be a little desperate, making people feel that she would be trapped in this shadow forever.

Yang Keling's delicate and dry palm gently hugged her shoulders, and his tone was gentle, as if he was afraid of waking up a sleeping child.

"It's okay, it's all over. You are still young and can still have your own new life. And that child... will definitely have no regrets because of his mother's deep love for him."

When he smiled, the tenderness rippled in the corners of his eyebrows and eyes, like a handful of spring water, flowing quietly in her heart, making her dead heart seem to be able to live again.

Zuo Qingsheng also smiled at him, his tone as if he was thinking, with some caution.

"It's much better now. I don't feel that way about He Shenyan. I feel like he is my own child. It gives me some familiar feelings and makes me feel relieved when I stay by his side."

After saying that, she found it funny again, but she laughed first, stuck out her tongue at Yang Keling, and said playfully, "But I didn't even see my own child, so how could I feel that the feeling he brought me is very familiar?"

When Yang Keling heard He Shenyan's name, he knew that the child was He Tingchen's son. His eyes instantly faded, as if he was a little depressed.

He said to Zuo Qingsheng, "I heard that He Tingchen's son doesn't seem to have a mother, he was an extra son a few years ago. Some people think that he is He Tingchen's illegitimate son outside, just like his fiancée, Miss Fu. It was because of this child that he canceled his engagement with him."

Zuo Qingsheng nodded. She knew about this, including the fiancée Fu Yunle, who was in public and scolded He Shenyan as a bastard.

He Tingchen's reaction was also faint at that time, and he might be a little angry in his heart, but for He Shenyan, as a president who is busy with illness and hospitalization, he has already taken a lot of time to accompany this motherless child.

Yang Keling observed her face, and saw that she was also thinking, sighed and said.

"Besides, he is about the same age as your child, and his life experience resonates with you."

His hand patted her shoulder a few times, bringing the comfort of his elder brother.

"That is why you slowly show your long-clogged warmth and maternal love in front of him because of him."

Zuo Qingsheng knew that when he first met He Shenyan among the props, he didn't know who the child was from, but it was the first time that he found the love in her heart in this child.

That strong sense of familiarity filled her eyes and her mind.

Therefore, when facing He Shenyan, she couldn't help but want to be nice to him. The moment she saw him, all her bad mood disappeared.

She looked at Yang Keling's handsome face, which was obviously so gentle and wanted people to get close to her, but why could she just not take that step?

"I know that he is not my child, but I may have been so different to him because I have not had a child for too long.

Looking at the white straps on her head, carefully tied into her soft black hair, making people want to reach out to touch her. Yang Keling's hand slowly moved upwards, and looking at her well-behaved look, she wanted to pat it lightly.

His palm missed the top of his head and fell to her cheek...

Really...can this be possible?

Just as his hand was about to stroke her face, his fingers paused gently in the air, slowly and carefully, pushing the hair on her cheek along her ears and behind her ears.

She showed her snow-white face the size of a palm.

There was a pale face, gentle red lips, obsidian-like eyes, and the beautiful face of this young woman.
Chapter completed!