Wen Xihe still didn't move. The bright light shining from those big innocent eyes made him swallow the words that came to his lips every time he met He Mingjue.
At that time, He Mingjue was always unable to speak or say no to this girl who made him feel warm when they met for the first time.
After a pause of congratulations, He Mingjue looked back at the direction of the cabin. Gritting his teeth, he turned back and whispered to Wen Xihe.
"Well, you can follow if you want. If you are kicked out, don't cry!" After saying that, she seemed to be deeply impressed by Wen Xihe's crying just a moment ago, and glared at him pretending to be serious, "Don't cry.
Did you hear that?”
When Wen Xihe heard the sound, he immediately showed a small face and agreed obediently, "Well, Xixi is obedient, and Xixi will be good!"
The two people walked into the hut one after another. There was a child sitting in front of the square table. When he saw it was He Mingjue, he immediately jumped down from the stool, grabbed He Mingjue and pulled him towards the dining table, "Brother
, you are hungry, come and eat!"
The middle-aged woman remained silent, while the middle-aged man buried his head in his meal, pretending that He Mingjue did not exist.
He Mingjue seemed to have been used to being treated like this for a long time, and he didn't care. He turned around and pulled the little girl behind him to the table, lifted her with both hands and placed her on the chair, "Sit down!"
Several faces on the table looked up at the same time, and were surprised to see He Mingjue, who had always been silent, withdrawn and introverted, placing a little girl on a chair very carefully and tenderly, without doubting that Juedu was fake.
"Brother, who is she?"
The boy next to him glanced at the little girl holding the doll. She blinked her big innocent eyes and looked at the other three people in the room. There was obvious fear in her eyes.
After a pause, her eyes fell on He Mingjue again, and she said in a loud voice, "Brother, Xixi doesn't like it here. Xixi wants to find her father!"
The middle-aged man opposite him obviously let out a cold snort, and probably only he knew the meaning of this. The man looked at He Mingjue with a slight displeasure, "Looking at the dress, it seems that he is not from the same world as us.
Wherever you brought it, send it back to me!"
He Mingjue pretended not to hear the man's words, threw away the tableware in his hand, turned around and looked at a pair of deer-like eyes beside him, "Go back by yourself, okay?"
He didn't have time at all. After dinner, the man opposite would definitely assign a lot of work to him.
He and Ben don't have time to take care of her.
Wen Xihe next to her blinked, and her gaze moved around the other three people. At a young age, she already knew how to read people's emotions. At that time, Wen Xihe knew that she was not popular.
The little pink girl hugged her beloved doll, took small steps, and turned around to leave.
He Mingjue turned around, and there was a silence in the room, as if a little girl had never appeared here a moment ago, let alone left.
He Mingjue curled his lips, he had long been used to it.
He Mingjue buried his head in his meal and took one last uneasy look. He seemed to vaguely see the little girl's father holding her in his arms.
The place they walked along the road was exactly where the owner of the farm lived.
Naturally, He Mingjue at that time would not suspect that the matter had something to do with him. At that time, Father Wen followed the slight thought in his heart and entered the farmer's house to tell all about the relationship between He Mingjue and the family.
Got it all clear.
At night, when He Mingjue came back with his adoptive father, he was surprised to find Wen Xihe sleeping against a tree.
The little girl was holding the doll, pouting, and blinking her eyelashes. She seemed to want to sleep, but she was not allowed to fall asleep because of something on her mind.
Over and over again, I finally fell into a coma.
The man next to him snorted, looked away from the girl, glanced at He Mingjue beside him, turned around and left.
He Mingjue walked over and stretched out his hand to pat the girl's cheek and tell her to wake up. After thinking about it, he didn't even understand what was wrong with him. The next second, he took off his coat and wrapped the girl in it.
. He also hugged the girl and simply leaned against the tree trunk.
Today, many years later, He Mingjue still remembers that day deeply.
There were many, many stars in the sky that night. He Mingjue hugged the girl in his arms, and at that moment he felt that he was in a particularly peaceful mood, a peace that he had never felt before.
Hearing the shallow and even breathing of the little girl in his ears, he looked up at the stars in the sky. He thought silently in his heart over and over again.
When will he have a home of his own? In that home, there will be warmth and love.
When Father Wen came out, what he saw was that scene.
In the night, the pair of small figures looked a little blurry. But in the faint light cast in front of the small house, he saw the boy's coat wrapped around his daughter. His daughter was lying in the boy's arms.
Inside, she grabbed his neck with both hands and pressed her face against the boy's body, completely unguarded and relaxed.
Until many years later, every time Father Wen mentioned it, he did not regret or even felt happy about his original decision.
That day, he was waiting for his little daughter to come out of the small house. The daughter raised her face, looked at her father's gentle face again and again, and said:
"Dad, you love Xixi very much, and Xixi likes you. But the little brother's father doesn't like the little brother, he is mean to him!"
Perhaps Wen Xihe's words at that time were not the reason why Father Wen decided to find out more about He Mingjue's background, but they undoubtedly played a decisive role.
Father Wen was lucky that he did that, and even more lucky that when his daughter fell asleep in the arms of that stubborn young man, he made a deal with He Mingjue's adoptive father that didn't seem very kind at the time.
In the moonlight, Father Wen looked at the young man. The young man was not afraid and looked at him with an almost scrutinizing look. Until the end, Father Wen smiled for the first time.
"Boy, do you know? You are the first person my daughter likes and wants to be close to. If you are by her side, she will be very happy!"
At that moment, He Mingjue didn't know what Father Wen meant by his words, so he just pursed his lips and said nothing. The man in front of him was not hostile to him, and there was no need for him to always prick people with his thorns. He stood up carefully
, stepped forward and handed Wen Xihe in his arms to Father Wen's arms.
"That's impossible!" he said, then turned and walked away.
As a result, God likes to joke with people the most. But sometimes the joke is a surprise, and sometimes it is giving up.
The next day, when he got up early to prepare for work, He Mingjue saw a duffel bag at his door.
Inside is his luggage. Although it is not much, it has been accumulated over the years.