"Auntie, if you leave, will you never come back?"
Xuanxuan's little hands tightly clasped the phone, his whole person was very, very tense, because he missed Jiang Xiaorou too. Through some time together, Xuanxuan had developed feelings for Jiang Xiaorou. He liked her very much, even more than he liked Mommy, because Jiang Xiaorou was really especially good to him, warm and loving.
"I'm sorry, Xuanxuan, Auntie left without saying goodbye to you, I'm very sorry. Xuanxuan, you must be a good baby and listen to what Daddy and Mommy say," Jiang Xiaorou was sitting on the sofa.
Her petite figure seemed somewhat lonely; did she not miss her own flesh and blood?
Duoduo and Xuanxuan are the babies she carried for ten months and gave birth to; Jiang Xiaorou thought about reuniting with them all the time. It's just that she can't do that right now. Many things are beyond her control, and she can only bear to wrong them for the moment.
"But Auntie... I miss you," Xuanxuan cried.