This place, he thought was his home.
But he could never sleep soundly at night, the house was too big, too empty, and whenever he was alone, he would feel so lonely and longed to flee from here.
Now that his mom was unhappy too, he was even less willing to stay here.
He thought, if he returned home, both he and his mom would be very happy.
Lin Xinlan asked in surprise, "Isn’t this your home?"
This indeed was Xiaocong’s home, but not necessarily hers.
Xiaocong shook his head, "This isn’t! Grandma’s house is Xiaocong’s home; it’s also Mom’s home. Xiaocong grew up in Grandma’s house since I was little, that’s my home. Mom, Xiaocong misses Grandma. I want to live with you and Grandma."
Lin Xinlan was so shocked she couldn’t speak for a long time.
She had never realized that Xiaocong had always been rejecting this place.
Was it this place that gave him too little warmth?
Or did he have unhappy experiences here?
"Xiaocong... This place has your grandma and your dad. They are your closest people, this is also your home. You shouldn’t say this isn’t your home anymore, okay?"
The little guy nodded in difficulty, "I know."
Yes, Grandma and Dad both lived here, and he should live with them too.
But he really wanted to go back to Grandma’s house. It would be nice if Grandma and Dad could go back too.
"Then Mom, is this your home?" Xiaocong looked up and suddenly asked.
Lin Xinlan’s heart trembled slightly, and she smiled faintly, "Where Xiaocong is, that’s Mom’s home."
Xiaocong smiled happily, "Me too, wherever Mom is, that’s also Xiaocong’s home."
Lin Xinlan lovingly kissed his cheek, closed her eyes, and hid the desolation in her eyes.
She also wanted to know where her home was.
Her mother remarried, and that home had strangers she was unfamiliar with.
She couldn’t go back anymore, couldn’t shamelessly stay at home without leaving.
And here, she and Rong Shaoze were not husband and wife; her living situation was not legitimate.
In the past, she could take for granted that if she and Rong Shaoze loved each other truly, his home was her home.
Between them, could they still love each other truly, without any impurities?
Du Ruoxin was like a thorn stuck between them; she couldn’t get past, could he?
Lin Xinlan suddenly felt a hollow void inside her, so bleak.
She felt as though the world was vast, yet there wasn’t a home; no matter how long she had been away, no matter what mistakes she had made, no matter how much she had changed, would always unconditionally, and forever welcome her.
At night, Lin Xinlan planned to go to bed before Rong Shaoze returned to the bedroom.
She had been doing this for several days, to avoid awkwardness, she always went to sleep before him, by the time he came in, she would already be asleep.
And Rong Shaoze also intentionally delayed the time he spent in the study, estimating she would be asleep before he softly entered.
But tonight, just after she had finished bathing and was preparing to go to bed, he suddenly pushed the door open.
It was only eight o’clock in the evening now. His arrival was two hours earlier than usual.
Suddenly seeing him, Lin Xinlan was somewhat at a loss.
She quickly averted her gaze, lifted the covers, and laid down.
Rong Shaoze’s deep gaze glanced at her, said nothing, took a quick shower, then came out wearing only sleep pants, his upper body bare and naked.
Lin Xinlan happened to open her eyes and caught a glimpse of his strong and sexy upper body.