Ye Weilan shook her head, "Mommy knew that the baby was very angry about her sister's injury, and Mommy was also very angry, but Mommy couldn't blame her brother. He was more painful than all of us..."

She looked at her daughter's beautiful face, "Baby, do you still remember what you said to your brother when you were a child?"

When I was a kid...

A trace of memories appeared in Xiaoxiao's eyes.

When she was young, she also longed to be loved by her brother. She grew up to five years old and never saw her brother look like.

Every time I hear my brother and sister tell her how beautiful my brother is, she will unconsciously yearn for it.

Later, she was deliberately captured by the bad guy and led her brother out...

Xiaoxiao suddenly remembered the scene where she stood in the room and saw her brother standing on the balcony and suddenly burst into tears on her face.

That was the first time she cried after she became sensible...

Why did you cry at that time?

She used to like her brother very much and longed for his love, but as she grew older and her mind became stronger and stronger, she gradually understood that her brother would never like her as much as her sister...

"But mommy, my brother doesn't like baby."

Ye Weilan laughed a little, "Isn't my brother good to the baby?"

Not...

Xiaoxue has it, she has it, but she doesn’t have that kind of intimacy in her bones.

Ye Weilan held her hand and said, "Let's go, baby, mom will take you to see something."

Xiaoxiao stood up obediently and took her downstairs.

The world is very large, equivalent to a city. Ye Weilan took Xiaoxiao into the car and came to a tall church behind.

Xiaoxiao looked at the magnificent and quiet church, a little surprised.

She never thought that such a place would appear in the world.

"Go in and take a look." Ye Weilan took his daughter's hand and walked into the holy church. In the snow-white hall, there were vivid angel statues everywhere, and huge wall clocks hung on the roof, without a trace of noise. It seemed to be outside the world.

Xiaoxiao walked into the familiar environment, and his heart calmed down at this moment.

This is her favorite place.

Ye Weilan pointed to the angels on the wall and said, "These are all carved by my brother himself. Does Xiaoxiao feel like it?"

Xiaoxiao glanced at the eyes of surprise, and looked up. On the wall, the twelve angels raised their faces, and their snow-white wings raised high, which was very realistic.

Everything here has a scent of holy and quiet smell, without a trace of Ye Chen's aura. It is hard to imagine that it was carved by the charming and cold boy.

Ye Weilan led her, and the mother and daughter continued to move forward.

"Does Xiaoxiao know? Actually, when my brother was born, he was a bit cold like you, but he was pink and cute, very short-skinned, and also very happy..."

Ye Weilan held her little daughter and recalled her son who had been gone for many years. The Xiaojiu, who could smile sweetly and call her mother...

"He is very well-behaved. He can cook for his mother himself, buy clothes for her, hold her hand and say she wants to hug her, act coquettishly with her daddy, and ask if she can sit on her daddy's shoulder..."

Xiaoxiao raised her head in shock.

Is the brother the mother mentioned, and the brother she knows, really the same person?

Ye Weilan walked into the church with a smile. The beautiful statue of Maria was located at the end, holding the sleeping child in his arms, gentle and beautiful.

Ye Weilan stood in front of the statue, folded his hands together, and prayed for her children.
Chapter completed!