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Chapter 402 [Storytelling] (8

Until dawn the next day.

"Xu Lang, in this world, except for my mother, no one treats me better than you. My mother has long been no longer alive, and you are the only one left in my world.

No one is like me, who is far away from you, and still longs forever alone." Ma Qilin said, stroking Xu Lang's sexy and strong chest muscles.

"Baby Qilin, I think it's a pity that you don't become a poet." Xu Lang said with a smile.

"Ah? Why?" Ma Qilin said in a daze.

"Because, what you say is like poetry, very artistic, and every time it touches me so confused." Xu Lang said seriously.

"Hate, what I said is true.

If I could have 999 good luck in this life, I would like to share 997 times with you and leave only twice for myself: once was to meet you, and once was to accompany you forever..."

Ma Qilin said word by word.

Xu Lang embraced Ma Qilin affectionately and kissed her skin lovingly.

"Baby Qilin, you have raised my height to the height of equality your mother gave to your mother. How can I bear it?" Xu Lang said guiltily.

"That's true, then you can keep working hard.

I remember my mother told me that on the winter night before I was four years old, my mother would sleep in a cotton jacket every time. "Ma Qilin seemed to recall her memories of her mother.

"Hmm? Why?" Xu Lang said in a daze.

"Because my mother was worried that I would kick off the quilt when I was sleeping at night, or that I would cry. Every day and night when I was a child, my mother had almost never slept steadily. Whenever I had a little movement, she would wake up immediately, and then, without even wearing shoes, she ran to my little bed, although, in fact, I was just humming unconsciously in my dream.

On the night of winter, every time my mother wakes up, the temperature she had accumulated suddenly dropped, so she simply wore a cotton jacket to sleep.

………

I remember one time, I suddenly had a high fever, which made my mother very anxious. She was both worried and blamed herself. Although the doctor told my mother that it was common for a baby to have a fever and there was no need to worry too much, my mother still rested and walked back to the corridor of the hospital alone. As a result, my fever subsided and my mother's body temperature rose.

………

After finally reaching kindergarten, my mother would go to kindergarten to secretly watch me almost every day, always worried about whether I would be hungry, whether I would be bullied by other children, and whether no one would play with me, although the kindergarten aunt took care of me meticulously.

………

After I became more sensible, I didn’t want to go out, and I didn’t want to go out far. First, I couldn’t bear to leave my mother, and second, my mother couldn’t bear to leave me. My kind mother’s hand thread and the clothes on her wandering son’s body. Whenever I went out, my mother always gave me instructions.

I remember one time, I went to a classmate's house in Dongcheng District, a relatively far away from my home. It happened to be raining heavily. Before I could call my mother, she actually ran out of the door with an umbrella. She couldn't stop a taxi on the road. She actually ran all the way to find her classmate's house. From Xicheng to Dongcheng, in the heavy rain, my mother sprained her feet and drank so much rain...

………

Seeing me growing up, my mother couldn't bear Ma Yunfei's ravages and finally followed my father underground.

Poor parents in the world, I think if my father lives in this world, my mother will not have less love for me, and my father will not have less love for me than my mother. In that case, I will have double love, but I have been with my father since I was a child..."

Ma Qilin told the story in a casual manner, his face filled with tears of happiness, and hot tears fell on Xu Lang's chest.

Xu Lang couldn't help but reach out and stroked the tears that Ma Qilin dripped on his chest, then reached into his mouth and licked it with the tip of his tongue.

Ma Qilin wiped his tears and said in amazement: "Husband, what are you doing?"

"I want to taste what the tears of happiness taste. Now, I know, it's sweet." Xu Lang's expression became extremely solemn.

Ma Qilin seemed to suddenly realize something. He was just meditating on recalling his maternal love, but he forgot that his husband Xu Lang had neither maternal love nor fatherly love since childhood. He was an orphan abandoned by his family.

Oh, why am I so confused? When Ma Qilin thought of this, he couldn't help but blame himself.

Ma Qilin hurriedly stood up and said with guilt: "Husband, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it..."

"Shh, Qilin baby, you're thinking too much, I'm fine, come on, come on, lie down, I'll talk to you." Xu Lang said hurriedly.

Then, Xu Lang told Ma Qilin about everything he encountered during the day.

Only then did Ma Qilin realize that there was such a heavy story hidden in Xu Lang's heart. How uncomfortable he should be.

"Husband, I want you not to be angry. I think no matter whether the woman is your biological mother or not, you should not hold a grudge against your mother. I think no mother in the world will be so cruel to discard the baby she had born in ten months of pregnancy.

I know that the reason you are afraid to touch the truth is because you care.

But then again, if the truth is what you don’t want to see, your mother is really a mother who cruelly abandons her flesh and blood. I think such a mother is not worthy of your care, and such maternal love is not enough.

Husband, follow your heart, be stronger and braver, don’t forget that you have me, your wife, and other sisters, we are all by your side.” Ma Qilin said affectionately.

"Baby Qilin, thank you. Actually, when I listened to you telling your mother's story, I already had the answer in my heart. I thought, I know what to do." Xu Lang said seriously.
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