"Mommy" Chen Chen touched Chen Jing's face, "I just saw Dad."

Chen Jing's body stiffened and she didn't answer for a long time.

"Mommy?" Chen Chen stroked Chen Jing's cheek.

"What did you say?" Chen Jing turned around and looked back, but there was no figure of the person in her memory.

Huh, Chen Jing breathed a sigh of relief.

"Little naughty, if you say something, I will send it to someone with a father to you." Qin Hao suddenly laughed as he heard Chen Jing talk about it in the next life.

"Hey, you are so willing to let it go. Do you want me to be the man you can't get for life?"

In the speaker, Qin Hao's voice fluttered.

Chen Jing smiled, "Yes, you are my thoughts for generations."

The train passed through the longest and most magnificent cross-river bridge in City G. Chen Jing looked at the vast river water of City G. Everything here was settled. The dust returned to the dust and the soil returned to the soil. Everything that happened was with the wind. All those who could not be taken were left behind. All those who could be taken were only memories, but even Chen Jing didn't want to take this memory, after all, she couldn't bear it.

Chen Jing took the phone back into the train and turned off the speaker.

"Old Qin, I'm leaving City G. I'll give you the old house there. The key is under the carpet. Humph, I didn't expect you to have been hiding by my side for so long. Fortunately, I always kindly helped you, but I didn't expect it."

"You're not back?"

"Well, the matter has been done, I should have left. I didn't want to stay in City G for a long time."

"ungrateful!"

"Pa" the phone was hung up. Chen Jing didn't expect that Lao Qin would change his face and hold the phone and smile gently.

I hope that a true emperor can appear as soon as possible to deal with this guy, Lao Qin.

Qin Hao hung up the phone, and two lines of old tears just flowed out in a bad mood.

"The ungrateful wolf, I'll leave as soon as I say, but I'm still looking for it. It's the most annoying thing, women are the most hateful thing in the world!"

After Qin Hao finished speaking, he took out the key under the carpet and opened the door. The house showed a desolate look of a cold tea. Qin Hao moved from the living room to the bedroom and turned to the bathroom. It turned out that it was cold tea. Qin Hao inspected the whole thing and suddenly found a box of open medicine at the end of the cabinet. Qin Hao picked it up and looked at the instructions. The medicine for pregnant women to relieve vomiting.

Pregnant woman? Qin Hao was puzzled, where did the pregnant woman come from?

Could it be, A Jing, A Jing is pregnant? This idea scared Qin Hao, how could it be?!

She doesn't have a boyfriend.

No matter what, Qin Hao picked up the phone that he had just hung up and dialed it again.

"Hello"

"A Jing, are you pregnant?"

"ah?"

Chen Jing's puzzled voice.

"Isn't it?" Qin Hao asked back, "Why do pregnant women have medicines in your home?"

"I won't hide it from you, Lao Qin, I'm indeed pregnant."

"Whose?"

Qin Hao didn't hear an answer for a long time, "Do you want to give birth to him? You are alone? This not only harms yourself, but also your child. Do you know that he will not be able to register for the household registration after birth? You are pregnant before marriage, do you understand? Chen Jing, don't do stupid things!"

Chen Jing still didn't answer.

"Where are you going now? I'll find you."

"Old Qin, don't worry. Since I want to give birth to the child, I will naturally be able to do everything for him. I'm dead."

"Hey, Chen Jing!" Qin Hao shouted in anger.

If you call it again, the other end has been turned off.

What a cruel woman.

Four years later.

In the evening square of City N, the surroundings were brightly lit, crowded and bustling. A woman in plain clothes sat in the coffee house, looking through the floor-to-ceiling windows, watching the stage lights flashing on the platform opposite, and the dynamic sound actually floated through the glass into the coffee house, covering the original sound of the coffee house. Although the business of this coffee house seemed good at night, it was full of people, and although it was full of people, because the coffee shop was not equipped with too many seats, it gave each customer enough personal space. Moreover, behind the coffee house were rows of bookshelves, with various books provided by the owner and books left by the guests. Many customers regarded this place as a place to rest.

This was Friday night, and the guests habitually put down their hands. A soft little boy wearing a light green plaid shirt and black shorts walked unsteadily towards the piano at the foot of the coffee shop, leaving only a soft and cute back for the guests. The little boy walked to the piano, stepped on a high-legged stool, climbed onto the piano stool, and said to the guests in the shop.

"Chenchen, today, to uncle, aunt, sister," the little boy's soft voice seemed to have glutinous rice in his mouth, and he couldn't speak in full, but everyone felt the fatigue of the day disappear when they listened to his voice.

"Play it quickly, Chenchen" said a woman who was sitting closest to the piano with a smile.

"Okay," the little boy agreed.

Everyone watched the little boy lower his head, showing only his furry, chestnut curly hair outside.

Ding Ding Dangdang, the piano sounds with different high and low notes flow out, sometimes cheerful and sometimes lyrical. Although no one here knows what the song is, Chenchen's piano is so nice and clear, like a sweet spring. When you say it out, everyone may not believe it. Sitting in front of the piano, the boy who was not as tall as a piano bench was actually a three-year-old child.

Everyone here listened to the little boy finishing a song with a smile.

The woman who was closest to the piano couldn't help but pick up Chenchen.

"Hey, Chenchen, I haven't seen you for a day, why have you become beautiful again? I miss Sister Wu to death."

The little boy obediently in Wu Qiong's arms, blinking his big glasses as black as grapes, and his thick and long eyelashes were flapping, like little stars in the sky blinking, and his pink cherry mouth pouted in dissatisfaction.

"Chenchen is not a girl."

"Lie, which girl looks so beautiful as you?" Wu Qiong pinched Chenchen's chubby flesh and pink cheeks in a doting way.

"Yes, yes," the other guests replied, "Chenchen, what should I do if you are so beautiful, what should I do if I call someone a little girl?"

Chenchen still pouted in confusion. After all, he was still a child under three years old. Even if he was smart, he could not understand the strange language of adults.

So the beautiful big glasses looked at the bar. The woman in plain clothes looked at her son with a smile. Chenchen opened her hands and asked for a hug. The woman came over and took Chenchen in Wu Qiong's arms.

"Mommy" Chen Chen shouted grandmother.

"Chen Jing, I really envy you. Tell me, what did you eat when you were pregnant? Is it so good for your son?"

Chen Jing hugged Chenchen and kissed her son, "Haha, secret. Are you going to have another child?"

Wu Qiong continued, "Forget it, a little ancestor in the family is enough for me."

At this time, Chenchen suddenly said, "Mommy, you can only have Chenchen." Chenchen blinked his pure and innocent big eyes.

Chen Jing smiled, "You, little naughty."

"Say hello to everyone," Chen Jing ordered Chen Chen,

"Everyone, uncles and aunts, hello sisters and brothers!" This time, this cute kid finished speaking this sentence in one breath.

"Hello Chenchen" the joyful voices made by the guests from the bottom of their hearts.

Another reason why Chen Jing’s small coffee house business is so good is because of her son.

Chenchen has always been a child prodigy in this area. He can say a lot of words at one year old, and his expression and learning ability are beyond ordinary children. This is not the most critical. The most critical thing is that this child is like a little angel that fell from the world. Every frown and anger is adorable. Almost every guest in a small coffee house has photos of Chenchen on his mobile phone. Since they met the coffee house and Chenchen, they have begun to record Chenchen's growth footprints. Moreover, the hostess of this coffee house have always been single, so everyone also loves this little angel.

Chen Jing put Chenchen on the ground, and Chenchen ran to the customers one by one like a bird to greet him. Because Chen Jing's shop was small, the shop usually waited directly for the old customers, and these old customers were enough to maintain Chen Jing's life. After running around, Chenchen's hand and pocket were filled with all kinds of things.

The old customers treated Chen Jing well, so Chen Jing was naturally sincere, so they interacted with each other and did not feel lonely in their lives here.

Chen Jing and Chenchen guarded the coffee house, and the wind chimes of the coffee house were guarding the coffee house. The two of them were both happy and plain. But occasionally, the past would gently brush back like dust.

One day, Chen Jing took Chenchen to the mall to buy things. Chenchen carried a small bag and walked staggeringly beside Chen Jing. Chenchen pulled his mother's little finger and looked at the family of three walking across the street. The little girl sat happily on her father's neck. The father also said, "Niu Niu, take off, sit down."

Chen Jing was walking, but her son suddenly stopped. A small Wang Qingquan rolled in the eyes of the two black Jingjings.

"What's wrong, Chenchen?" Chen Jing squatted down.

"I'm going to find dad"

Chen Jing "..."

This is not the first time my son has said such a thing. Chen Jing doesn’t know what her son’s little head is put on every day.

"Isn't it good to have a mother?" Chen Jing acted coquettishly at her son.

"Other children have fathers, but Chenchen doesn't know what it feels like to have a father." Chenchen pouted unhappily.

Chen Jing sighed and turned into a serious look. "Son, do you love mommy?"

"Love" Chenchen blurted out without hesitation even though his eyes were filled with tears.

"If you have a father, then mom will love dad a little and love you less. In this way, do you still want dad?"

Chenchen tilted his head and thoughtfully, Chen Jing looked at his side face as he was thinking.

Chen Chen suddenly had a face, blinking his eyes, and looked generous and died, "For my mother, I decided to sacrifice a little."

"What?" Chen Jing didn't react.

"A woman is a flower and needs the nourishment of a man, so Chenchen must have a father."

Chen Jing almost fell down when she heard this fallacies, "Who taught you?"

"Secret" Chenchen tilted his head to show his resistance.

"Secret? Chenchen actually has a secret with his mother, so he is sad."

Chen Jing turned around on purpose, "I can't keep it."

Chen Chen quietly turned his head and saw his mother facing her back.

"Mommy, don't be sad. Chenchen doesn't want dad, don't want dad, okay?"

Chen Chen hugged Chen Jing's neck and pressed his head against Chen Jing's forehead.

"Puff" Chen Jing couldn't help laughing, she really had no choice but to deal with him. Chen Jing picked up her son and left,

Chen Chen lay on Chen Jing's shoulder, and the LED screen at the door of the business attracted his attention. Hei Jingjing's big glasses stared at the screen without moving. Chen Chen blinked until the screen switched over. Chen Chen felt that Chen Chen had seen that man, Chen Chen felt that he had seen it a long time ago.

"Really?" Chen Chen pointed to the LED screen not far away. Chen Jing only saw a luxurious photo of the model, and there was no trace of that person.

"Chenchen" Chen Jing's tone was a bit blameful, "Stop being naughty."

Qin Hao took off his glasses and stood on the second floor incredibly looking at the woman holding a child downstairs.

"Ah, Ah Jing?"
Chapter completed!