"What are you talking about?" Qian Qian choked and said. This child's precocious wisdom always made her feel at a loss. "Of course Mom will always stay with you."
Baoyu shook his head gently: "No, I don't want this." After a pause, he stretched out his small hand to hold her big hand, "Mom, I'm not your burden, I don't want you to give up anything for me. You and Shi Xun are like this.
"
"Honey, as a parent, whatever you do for your children is worth it. You can't regard it as a burden. Do you understand?"
"But Mom, you are not happy, I don't want to see you unhappy!" Baoyu sat up from the bed, holding Qian Qian's hand under the dim light, "I did something wrong before, I shouldn't not be able to hear the voice in Mom's heart
Only now do I know that you have never been happy!"
"I'm not..." Qian Qian choked in a low voice, "I'm not unhappy, and neither is Shi Xun. We all want to watch your baby grow up, and we all want to see you fly by yourself.
One day, baby, these are not burdens, even if they are burdens, they are burdens that make people happy."
Baoyu's eyes were red and tears fell from his eyes, crying like a lost little beast.
Qian Qian hugged him gently, "You are a gift from God. Without you, my mother would never be truly happy in this life."
The candlelight behind him slowly approached, and a warm hand gently placed on Qian Qian's shoulder.
She raised her head and looked at her beautiful face under the candlelight. The light in her purple eyes was like a gem.
She sniffed lightly, held Baoyu and leaned gently into his arms, whispering: "With Shi Xun, our family is complete."
Zi Liufeng put the candle on the table, stretched out his arms, and held the two people in his arms.
heart beating
Plop, plop, plop...
When he was young, he didn't know why his heart beat
I have never understood why such regular and rhythmic beating can support any life?
Where does this enduring beating come from? Is it prompted by something, or is it supported by some force?
Now he seems to understand
because of them
The beating of his heart is supported by them
After Baoyu fell asleep, Qianqian and Ziliufeng walked outside the door together and sat down in the corridor.
The night breeze floated, bringing a bit of coolness. He leaned over and put his robe on her body.
Qian Qian looked back at him and smiled: "Thank you."