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Chapter 433: After thinking about that man for five years, how could he not be old?
What Xueluo outlined on the drawing paper was the man's back.
Xueluo clearly remembered that it was a morning, the day after he was married into the Feng Family. She woke up from Nanny An's room and wanted to apologize to Feng Lixin, who she had abandoned alone for their wedding night. Then, she saw Feng Xinglang, who was eating alone at a huge dining table …
She would never forget the sarcastic and contemptuous words of a man. She actually said that she was too unreserved and stared at him blissfully early in the morning.
The corner of Xueluo's mouth raised into a bitter smile: What an arrogant and haughty man!
It was as if all the women in the world would fall in love with him, Feng Xinglang! It was as if he was dragging out 25,000 to 80,000 RMB!
At that time, Xueluo could not stand Feng Xinglang, but in the end, even if he could not, he would too! And as he wished, she fell in love with him!
Sigh... He was really stupid! Despite knowing that this man had already set a trap for her early on, he still shamelessly fell for her, and deeply fell in love with the man who had never even looked at her, Lin Xueluo.
Memories were sour and astringent, and when you savored them, they were slightly sweet.
What did it have to do with her falling in love with him? Love is love, Xueluo acknowledged his heart, his feelings.
He had experienced the strangest and most wonderful feeling in this world. Even if he died afterwards, it wouldn't be a pity!
At least, she, Lin Xueluo, had once loved a man with all her might!
His life was not in vain!
If he only recalled them alive, Xueluo felt that these days were extremely difficult to endure.
But it was still good that he had his son Linnuo to accompany him. So he wouldn't feel lonely.
When he heard his son Linnuo's loud and clear cry, Xueluo felt that all the grievances and suffering he had suffered for the past half year was worth it!
There was one more thing that deeply troubled Xueluo.
His son, Linnuo, was still young and could be fooled; when he was old, how would he explain it to his son: Why could the mother and son only stay in the Pater Castle everyday and not go anywhere else?
The little guy could even be brought out of the Pater Castle by his Twelfth Big Brother and Hetun, and act wildly in the surrounding area of the Pater Castle; while for the past five years, Xueluo had not taken a single step out of the Pater Castle.
Even back when he was giving birth to his son Linnuo, a professional doctor came to his door to help.
Xueluo knew: Without the Hetun's permission, he wouldn't be able to leave this Pater Castle. Just like a princess trapped in a castle, all she could do was raise her head to stare at the skies, then lower it to the ground.
Princess? Xueluo was silent for a moment, then subconsciously stroked his face: It's been almost five years, how can my face not age? The princess could no longer be called a princess.
Actually, what aged was not her appearance. All these years of living like a prince, it made Xueluo look exceptionally charming and beautiful. Her beautiful figure was even more attractive and attractive. She was slim and elegant, beautiful and gentle.
How could she not age after thinking about that man for almost five years?
Xueluo let out another helpless and bitter sigh.
She set a deadline for herself: just five years and she had forgotten about that man!
She only had to have a son, Linnuo! As for the rest, they were all accessories that could be ignored.
Just as Xueluo was stuck in a whirlpool of emotions and was unable to extricate himself, a small figure rushed into the study room in the attic. After locking the door, the small figure pouted and laid on the floor, pulling out a plastic bag from the lowest shelf of the bookshelf.
Soon after, the little guy quickly took out a drawing pencil from the pen container. Leaning on the floor, he spread out a piece of folded drawing paper he took out from the plastic bag and began to draw on it.
Xueluo had seen this drawing once or twice, just one month ago. They thought it was just a random graffiti from their son.
"Nuonuo, what are you drawing?"
Xueluo could not help but possessed his body, as he carefully checked what his son was drawing. It seemed to take about a month. It looked like a huge project.
"Mommy, you don't understand."
The little fellow merely grunted in response before continuing to draw.
The more Xueluo looked, the more serious his expression became, because she could tell that her son Linnuo was drawing a map of the entire Pater Castle.
"Nuonuo, you drew this … "Map?"
Xueluo was stunned. She couldn't believe that a five year old child could actually draw the map around Pater Castle almost completely.
"Shh!" Hush, Mommy, don't let my godfather hear you! "
The little guy made a booing gesture towards Ma Mi Xueluo, then continued to draw.
"Nuonuo, what are you drawing the map of the Pater Castle for?"
Xueluo asked suspiciously. But slowly, she seemed to understand why her son wanted to draw this map of the Pater Castle.
"Wait until Christmas Eve, then we can carry out our escape plan! "We still have half a month, so we can make more preparations!"
The little guy didn't continue to hide from Mommy and Xueluo. The way he spoke resembled a small Conan.
"Flee …" "Escape plan?"
Xueluo's previous worry had been turned into reality. She purposely pretended not to understand and asked.
"Nuonuo, we were living well in the Pater Castle, why are you still running?"
The little guy raised his head, and looked at Ma Mi Xueluo's face very seriously.
"Mommy, are you really willing to live in the Pater Castle?" the little guy asked.
Xueluo was startled, but after pondering for a few seconds, he nodded his head.
"Yes!" I am willing to live in the Pater Castle! This is our home! "
"Mommy, you're lying! If you really want to live in the Pater Castle, why are you still staring at the window in a daze? "
Without waiting for Xueluo to retort, the little guy continued: "I am your biological son. If you lie to your biological son, your nose will grow like Pinocchio's."
Xueluo's heart was in pain.
"Nuonuo, you're still young … There are a lot of things that are not what you think! In fact, Mommy was just at the window. "Look at the scenery!"
Xueluo really did not think that some kind of unintentional expression of his desire for freedom, his waiting for that man, and his hope for living outside would fall into the eyes of his five-year-old son, Linnuo.
"Mommy, I'm not young anymore! I'm five years old! I can protect Mommy! "
The little fellow's eyes flickered with a firm light.
"Nuonuo... Mommy's good child … Mommy loves you! Mommy just wants you to grow up happy and healthy. Nothing else mattered! Mommy only wants you, she just wants to be with you! "
Xueluo tightly hugged his son Linnuo, and sobbed until he was choked with sobs.
"Fifteen... "Fifteen …"
Outside the study room, Hetun's sonorous and forceful voice echoed.
As long as he was in Pater Castle, he couldn't wait to see Linnuo's little friend circle around him 24 hours a day.
"It's foster father!"
The little guy immediately folded up the map and stuffed it back into the plastic bag. Then, he skillfully pasted the plastic bag into the bottom compartment of the bookcase.