Lita didn't know if her guess was right, but the river afterwards had changed a lot.
Especially since she was brought back from Lisbon from Pete Fort, he had never treated her cruelly. When he talked to her, he seemed to be much gentler, with a inexplicable trace.
"Mr. Henry, do you want me to read that poem to you?"
Lita asked a bit awkwardly. After all, it was a love poem. It didn't seem appropriate for her to say it to the river bank.
"You don't have the right to tell me!"
There was a cold sentence coming from the river bank.
." Lita was choked by the pride of the river bank.
She didn't say anything, but she thought in her heart, "I'm not happy to tell you! How can you be so arrogant? How dare you say that I am not qualified!"
Suddenly recalling something, Lita couldn't help but look at the left eye of the river house.
It was a thin and deep scar. It looked just like wrinkles!
Lita remembered that the poem was written on the portrait painted by Alex's mother. Moreover, the portrait was only half done. One of the very clear and striking parts of it was the man's left eye and the scar at the end of his eye.
Before, Lita had always thought that it was a failure. Now, it seemed that it was possible that Alex's mother wanted to highlight that characteristic.
Could it be that the person Alex's mother drew was the river bank?
Lita was once more shocked by his divergent thinking, and he couldn't help but look at the side of the river bank.
"You seem to know me?"
Her turned his head and glanced at Lita. He added, "Before I go to Lisbon?"
Lita felt that she couldn't explain to Henry in two or three sentences, so she chose to be silent.
And the drawing paper was still locked in the desk far away in Lisbon's dormitory. Even if he said that he was like a person in the painting, he wouldn't believe it.
What's more, if she was asked to make a choice between Castle and Lisbon, Lita would not hesitate to choose Castle Petal.
Because Lisbon had too many memories that made her want to die. Some of them were given to her by the river bank, but most of them came from the man named Alex!
"I don't know what's going on with that man! Maybe Yen is waiting on him on his horse!"
Lita, aren't you tired? You're in a foreign land. Why are you still thinking about that man?
It was true that man proposes, but God disposes. Lita even thought about going to that town with the ten thousand dollars given to her by Yen to nourish the fetus; in the end, she did not expect that she even saved the ten thousand dollars, so she was directly taken back to Pete Castle by the Henry Bank.
And they would live for five years!
F*ck*ng pervert!
Looking out of the window at the beautiful sight of the year after year, Lita let out another long sigh.
"Mommy, why are you staring blankly at the window again? You're going to be silly!"
The tone of her voice was very similar to that of that man.
A group of strong little figures flew straight toward Lita. Lita immediately turned around and opened her arms to embrace Little, for fear that he would hit her.
Snow half-squatted on the ground and helped the little thing in front of her to tidy up the wet hair in front of her forehead.
She looked at the little boy's face, which looked like a man, tenderly. His eyes were clear and bright. His eyes were smart and naughty, and there was not a speck of dust on them.
"Have you gone crazy playing with your 12th brother again?"
"Twelveth Brother taught me to shoot live targets with crossbows today! That's fun!"
The little fellow was really smiling, as bright as the morning sun; especially when she smiled, she looked like the man called Alex: the corners of her mouth were raised up in an evil way, and her high nose made her eyes particularly charming!
"Living target? What live target? What animal did your 12th brother catch to make you a living target?"
Lita was shocked. She was very opposed to the idea of letting Xavier teach a five- year-old child fighting and killing every day in Henry Town.
But the result was the River Station's insistence. If their son, Lin, did not practice hard, the River Station would separate them from each other, so that Lin could not see his mother, Lita.
Therefore, from then on, Lin practiced very hard every day.
Even though he was just a five-year-old baby.
"They're all bad guys. You're helping the people get rid of the bad guys by your own son!"
The little guy knew that mommy didn't like to hear him talk about fighting and killing, so the little thing learned how to report the good news.
"Nuonuo, we are all civilized people. We must have love, learn to love little animals and all kinds of flowers and plants! Do you understand?"
Lita patiently taught her son, Lin, to have a kind and loving heart.
"I know, mommy! He is the most kind- hearted one, and she binds the wounds for the little rabbits every day."
Lin cleverly and sensibly answered her mommy Lita's instructions.
"That's good! He has to be a good child with love."
Lita gently kissed her son's little red face again and again.
Two long car sirens immediately attracted all the attention of children Lin.
"It's my adoptive father! My adoptive father is back!"
The little monster stretched out its legs and rushed downstairs at a speed as fast as Junior Leopard.
"He, slow down... slow down... watch out."
Lita's concerned voice followed closely behind.
Lita often sighed: She had suffered so much five years ago and suffered so much. When she gave birth to her healthy son, Lin, she felt that all the hardships she had suffered were worth it.
Suddenly, Lita felt that something was wrong with her son's words.
The little girl just said, "Will he bind up the wounds for rabbits very lovingly every day?"
Where did these little hares that were injured every day come from?
F*ck*ng pervert!
"Fifteen... fifteen..."
River Station's sonorous voice echoed within Castle Pete.
After five years, the river bank still looked the same as it had been five years ago. The years did not leave too many marks on his resolute face.
If one had to say changes were to be said, then his smile had become much wider.
Especially when Lin ran towards him with a pair of short legs, he opened his arms and greeted him with a smile.
"Foster Father! I'm right here! Take it!"
The little fellow rushed over in a leaping way and jumped on the body of the river bank.
The river bank held the little thing in its arms and threw it three times in a row, which made the little thing burst into laughter.
After the little thing had been left in Heyuan River for four years, Lita had also been frightened for four years.
This thick and pure hand-made carpet was used by the servants as an excuse to change into it. It wasn't because the marble floor was too hard that she disliked it, but rather because she was scared that if something in the river station couldn't support it, it would directly smash the little thing from the air.
But without exception, every time, the river bank would steadily catch the little fellow that had been thrown high.