Since she came to this world and became Jiang Xinyuan's mother, she had to continue living. She could only move forward and not retreat. It was just like how the car on the main road was moving so quickly without any nostalgia for the scenery behind it. In her arms, Jiang Xinyuan blew on the car window and drew a heart on the fog.
"Mom, look." Jiang Xinyuan showed her.
She turned her head and looked. At the same time, Jiang Yi pulled his collar and looked down to see if he was wearing the wrong clothes.
Fu Xin had been staring at him a few times just now, making his heart almost jump out of his chest. He didn't know what she was looking at. Could it be that she felt that his outfit was a little strange?
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"It's over, it's over, it's over, it's over. I'm dying, I'm dying, I'm dying. Don't be like this! Save me!" Fu Xin was playing a game. It seemed like she was going to lose this round.
