Also, the two children met, should know.

Sometimes children's mind is very delicate and sensitive.

Yun Shishi touched his head and said: "so you should get along with each other more!"

"But..." Yuntianyou frowns and frowns. He struggles in his heart. He knows that he is selfish. Maybe he is a little careful!

Originally, I wanted to give half of mummy's favor to Mu Yichen generously, but I really did it, but I got tangled up again, and I still couldn't give up.

Especially when he saw the gentle appearance of cloud poetry towards Mu Yichen, his heart was a little sour, stuffy, and a breath held in his heart, unable to vent or dissipate, he felt very sad.

If he wants to share his mother's love with Mu Yichen, he can't do it!

Seeing his face wronged and sad, Yun Shishi's heart also picked up, so he asked: "but what?"

"But Mommy, you love you, and mommy loves you too! That moyichen, doesn't he have his father? It's enough to have his father's love. Why come to rob Mommy with youYou? "

"He didn't rob Mommy with you."

Youyou's face suddenly appeared to have never been flustered and uneasy. He grasped yunshishi's hand tightly and firmly. "But he clearly wants to fight with youYou. Mommy originally belongs to youYou..."

"Youyou, remember, Mommy is not yours." Cloud poetry patiently corrected the way.

Youyou's eyes are slightly widened, the focus of his eyes is scattered for a moment, and the fundus of his eyes is soon floating with dense ripples. The sentence "cloud poetry" is undoubtedly a sharp sword, which stabs his heart and mouth.

Isn't mummy his?

At the thought of what mummy said to him, yuntianyou felt sad that the sky had fallen down, his eyes were empty, his face was blank, and a crystal tear rolled down his face.

Yunshishi's eyebrows and heart wring up, and his heart was hurt because of the pain in his eyes. But some things, even if the child is still young, should tell him: "Mommy is not a thing, not a private object of youyou! But you also need to know that mommy loves you. "

You you still feel very sad. The voice from the throat is choked and broken. The thick and slender eyelashes are more and more pitiful because of the wet tears!

"But you you love Mommy. I hope mommy's love belongs to you you alone, not to others..."

"You you, mommy loves you and loves you the most, you should be able to feel it?" Yunshishi is in a hurry. He holds yuntianyou's hand to his chest.

Across the cloth, there is a warm heartbeat.

"Mu Yichen, he is your brother. You are all mummy's flesh and blood. You were born in the same year, in the same month and on the same day. You know what? When you were born, your brother was healthy, but you were always sick. "

"Yes, it's not fair."

Yun Tianyou hears the words, but he feels wronged, but he doesn't show it on his face too much, just admires: "yes, it's unfair."

He has been envious of healthy children since he was young.

The pain and suffering of illness, every minute and second, is suffering.

When he was a little younger, he spent almost all his time in the hospital.

Open your eyes, it is a white world. In your sleep, it is endless darkness.

It was a dark time.