"Wow! Wow!" the little baby cried, which brought laughter to everyone present. Wang is a little boy.

The baby is wet all over, and his skin is red and tender, with some blood stains and a white and yellow fat-like substance on it. His nose looks a little bumpy, as if the baby has just had a fight with someone. He has small eyes.

, the one with the small nose really looks like Li Jueyin, and the eyebrows have the same proud air as Li Jueyin.

Mo Yiyi was really tired. After seeing the child, she fainted and fell asleep. The doctor gave her nutrient solution and told her to have a good rest.

In the early morning of the next day, her body had recovered a bit, and she held the baby and observed it carefully for a long time.

"Baby, mommy has been waiting for you for a long time and finally meets you. Baby, are you also anxious to see mommy?" Mo Yiyi was so happy that she teased her pet peeve. The child blinked when he heard the sound.

, her mouth was still drooling, as if in response to her mother's words, Mo Yiyi felt more and more happy when she saw the boy's condition. "Baby, what, you want to talk to mother, haha, then grow up quickly.

!" He became even more excited when he heard it, and his little hands and feet started to dance.

The more closely Mo Yiyi observed the little baby, the more clearly Li Jueyin's handsome face emerged in her mind. Only then did she remember that during the labor pains, she clearly saw Li Jueyin walking towards her from the purple lavender ridge.

She smiled. At this moment, the crystallization of their love finally fell to the ground, and her longing for Li Jueyin surged from her heart to her mind. How she wished Li Jueyin could hug this cute little baby in person.

Mo Yiyi doesn't have milk yet, so she can only find a wet nurse to feed her with milk powder first.

While the nanny was feeding the baby, Mo Yiyi wore a long orange cotton dress and a lake blue bohemian style shawl and went downstairs, as if she was going for a walk in the lavender ocean...

Rejecting Nangong Yu's company, Mo Yiyi really just wanted to be alone at this time, walking quietly on this holy land, looking for Li Jueyin and their love.

In the distance, white clouds like cotton balls hover in the mountains, and the gray-white solid rocks are exposed. The green vegetation is green, and the rising purple mist is lingering, a fairy-like state... In the fields, the breeze blows, and the foam is sprayed.

Yiyi's whole body was filled with the smell of lavender. The faint fragrance was not overpowering at all. It was as thin as a gossamer, but it was exciting. Mo Yiyi sometimes concentrated on it, and sometimes stood among the neat fields and took deep breaths. All she felt was silence.

The beauty of...

She has read books about lavender and knows that its flower language is waiting and silence - waiting for love, waiting in silence. It seems that like Nangong Yu, she is still looking forward to meeting again with Li Jueyin, whom she once loved deeply.

They fell in love, and Nangong Yu was as unknown as a waiting angel, never leaving Mo Yiyi's side.

Mo Yiyi was disappointed. She could not find any trace of Li Jueyin in this blue-purple dream. Perhaps, she was destined to only caress the warmth of the past in her memories. If memories have a smell, maybe they are camphor.
Chapter completed!