Xiao Ji's eyes tightened, and he hugged him lovingly. There was a trace of emotion on his usually cold young face, and he praised with a smile, "Xiao Che is a strong and good boy."
Every time when Xiao Yanche's body was in trouble, Zhi Xing would be so nervous that he couldn't eat or sleep. He would stay by the bed day and night, holding his little hand, for fear that he would disappear if he let go.
Although Xiao Yanche is only four years old, he seems to understand a lot of things despite his mother's uneasiness.
He began to know how to be considerate of his mother. Even if he was sad, he would never take the initiative to speak. Many times, just like now, he would sit quietly in the back garden.
This child is so quiet...it makes people feel distressed.
Xiao Ji led Xiao Yanche into the living room. M immediately stood up, walked over, and bent down, "Xiao Che, do you want to be your godfather?"
The little guy blinked his bright eyes, nodded slightly, and slowly raised the corners of his beautiful lips, "Yes,"
That unusually calm look made M, who had always been reserved, smile uncontrollably, "Xiao Che is the best!" He paused, glanced at Zhi Xing, and then asked gently, "What are you doing?
Dad will take a little blood from you, just a little is enough, will Xiao Che be afraid?"
Xiao Che shook his head, his eyes clear and compelling.
M smiled, "Xiao Che is so brave."
Zhi Xing couldn't help but frown and lowered her eyes. The results of M's recent examinations were not satisfactory. Seeing her son's face getting paler and his body getting weaker, her heart felt as if it had been cut by a knife.
At this time, her hand was grabbed by a small hand, she lowered her head and met Xiao Che's clear eyes. That beautiful little face was full of indifference beyond her age.
"Mommy, I want to eat mango pudding."
Upon hearing this, Zhixing smiled at him and said, "No problem, it's all on Mommy. Mommy will do it for you right now."
"Thank you, Mommy."
"Godfather, let's go up." Xiao Che slowly turned around and walked upstairs on his own initiative.
M and Xiao Ji looked at each other, with a clear look of shock in their eyes. Xiao Che was obviously trying to get Zhi Xing away, and didn't want her to see his blood being drawn, because he knew Mommy would be sad.
Walking to the professional clinic upstairs, M got the syringe, hesitated for a moment, looked up at Xiao Che, "If it hurts, tell your godfather."
Xiao Che nodded, but just as he was about to plunge it in, Xiao Che suddenly said, "Godfather, wait a minute."
M hurriedly stopped and asked doubtfully, "What's wrong?"
Xiao Che grabbed the cane lying next to him in his little hand, looked at it, and said softly, "Godfather, it's okay."
M glanced at the dark cane and thought it was Xiao Che's favorite toy, but never asked about its origin. He quickly drew out a few milliliters of blood. From beginning to end, Xiao Che didn't even cry out in pain.
, after drawing the blood, he put down his sleeves, raised his head, and said to M, "Godfather, this time, keep it a secret from Mommy."
M was startled and turned around, "Xiao Che..."
"Mommy has been suffering from insomnia recently and has a bad appetite." Xiao Che's eyes were dull, but there was a bright glaze, as bright as the stars hanging in the night.
With his simple words, M understood everything.
He came to Xiao Che, knelt down, and said movingly, "My godfather is really happy. Xiao Che has grown up and can care about mommy so much."
Xiao Che raised the corners of his perfectly curved lips and said, "Uncle said that since Daddy is not here, I will have to take care of Mommy from now on."
M narrowed his deep eyes and said nothing. He just hugged his small body and said with emotion, "Xiao Che, if your dad can see you, he will be very proud."
Xiao Che hesitated for a moment and asked softly, "Godfather, is my daddy very powerful?"
M smiled and nodded, "Yes, he is very powerful. Xiao Che will be as powerful as him in the future."
After thinking carefully for a moment, Xiao Che shook his head, "No,"
M asked curiously, "Why not? Isn't it good to be as powerful as your daddy?"
"Because Daddy is so powerful, he left Mommy. I don't want to be like him. Then Mommy will be the only one left..." Xiao Che lowered his eyes and said lightly, "It would be very pitiful."
M was really conquered by this four-year-old child. Ever since he was a child, Xiao Yanche has behaved differently from other children. He never cries, rarely laughs, and has a mysterious aura of tranquility. But it is undeniable.
, this child is so sensible and heart-warming.
M smiled and promised him, "Okay, my godfather will only tell your mommy that Xiao Che is very healthy."
This time, Xiao Yanche raised the corners of his lips and smiled.
When M held his little hand and went downstairs, Zhi Xing and Xiao Ji immediately came forward and asked, "M, Xiao Che...are you okay?" Zhi Xing's voice was tight, and if you listen carefully, it would tremble.
M glanced at Xiao Che and smiled, "This time, it's good."
"Really?" Zhi Xing's eyes lit up, and he seemed to be relieved, and he picked up his son. Xiao Che stretched out his small hand to touch her still frowning eyebrows, and said quietly, "Mommy, this is not beautiful."
Zhi Xing laughed and stared, "Nonsense, when did Mommy stop being beautiful?"
After hearing M say that her son was fine, Zhi Xing was in a very good mood, and this good mood lasted until the evening. She returned to the room after watching her son fall asleep, and habitually stood on the balcony, staring at the night sky and sipping red wine.
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"Jie, have you seen? My son is growing up day by day and he is really well-behaved."
She said with a smile facing the starry sky.
"However, this boy seems to be too well-behaved, which makes me feel a little guilty. It seems that he is the one who cares about me and takes care of me, but I am a bit inferior as a mother..." Zhixing smiled sheepishly, "Said
Really, he really looks like you."
Like him, he was proud of himself and her mother, who had many shortcomings.
This is the most cherished and precious moment of Zhixing's day. She will talk to someone in the sky about her home affairs, her son, and the interesting things that happened during the day. In this way, she will not forget, and will not forget.
Only when you stay far away will you not... fall down.
After finishing a glass of red wine, she stretched out and said, "Hey, I'm so sleepy. I'm going to bed! Oh, by the way, don't mess with my dreams again at night! Be careful, I'll go crazy!"
Smiling, she turned to leave, but at this moment, she stopped in her tracks.
His eyes tightened and he turned around sharply.
A bloody hand grabbed the railing.
"Who!" Zhi Xing was furious and without hesitation, he stepped forward, raised the chair next to him with his feet, and was about to smash it down when he saw that person. But when he saw that person, he was stunned——