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Her imaginary daughter should be the little girl in front of her. ,.

it must be lovely to wear a princess skirt and braid.

Although she had a son, she was not sorry at all.

The little girl holds a small ball and looks at Xia Chenxi, but she doesn't go away. Xia Chenxi combs her hair slightly and cries for more than two hours. Her hair is in a terrible mess. Her thin clothes on her face are all spent, and her eyes are red and swollen.

Without looking in the mirror, she knew how embarrassed and disgusted she was.

The little girl should run far away from her.

Xia Chenxi sees her not to go, she stands up and wants to go, but finds her feet numb and falls back. Xia Chenxi is very distressed. The little girl throws a small ball and wants to hold her. Xia Chenxi looks at her in surprise.

"You're not afraid of me?" A voice to know, her voice hoarse terrible, nothing angry, and bring out a very awkward breath, Xia Chenxi himself was also scared, voice all cry hoarse.

The little girl shook her head. She took out a handkerchief from her pocket and asked her to wipe her face. Xia Chenxi looked at her in surprise. The little girl said, "sister, wipe your face..."

"It will stain your handkerchief."

Nowadays, there are very few girls who wear handkerchief on their bodies, especially little girls. Nowadays, few people take this kind of thing. Some men will wear handkerchief as decoration, and girls are less.

"It doesn't matter. It's easy to wash." The little girl smiled and said, Xia Chenxi is also very impolite. With his handkerchief, face, rouge, foundation and eyeliner, the white handkerchief becomes dirty immediately.

The little girl went to the tap next to wash the handkerchief very clean, and then took it back. She wiped it again in the summer morning sun. When the handkerchief was wet, she wiped it clean. At least she wiped her make-up, although there was no makeup remover.

Can make up all spend, can wipe off, still wipe well.

Until the handkerchief was clean, the little girl also showed a smile.

"Sister, you are so beautiful." The little girl's smile is very pure, beautiful, just her face was in a mess, looked very frightening, very ugly, now the face wiped clean, become very beautiful.

People like beautiful things, and so do little girls.

"Thank you." Xia Chenxi said that when people are in despair, they are most annoying to be accompanied by others. They just want to immerse themselves in their own world. But with such a lovely little girl around, Xia Chenxi thinks it's good, and there is no rejection at all.

She even appreciated that the little girl gave her a handkerchief and wiped her face.

Otherwise, she looks more frightening.

The little girl squatted in front of her and pointed to the building behind her with a smile, "that's my home. My grandmother and I came out, and my grandmother danced next to her."

Xia Chenxi nodded, there was no smile, even if she wanted to show a kind smile to the little girl, but found that she could not do it. The little girl said, "sister, do you encounter something very sad?"

Xia Chenxi nodded, she cried so embarrassed, must be met with very sad things, the little girl's eyes, become very sad, seize her hand, "sister, don't be sad, there are many beautiful things in the world."

Xia Chenxi is stunned. Children look at the world. The whole world is beautiful. Even a wild flower on the road is beautiful and pure. Their hearts are not polluted, especially such innocent children.

She didn't know what to say. She looked down at the little girl's hand. The little girl's hand was very beautiful and the palm was soft. It gave people a very comfortable feeling. When she touched her hand, she felt very comfortable.

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