[69 Book Bar - www.] Regardless of Tong Yan's urging, Fu Lingbo walked forward, sat on the sofa in the living room and poured himself some tea.
He sipped the tea in the cup, sniffed the tea with enjoyment, smiled gracefully, and said: "The taste is still the same as before, so fresh and sweet, it makes people take a sip and have endless aftertaste."
Tong Yan came over and glared at him angrily, "That's enough for you. Didn't I already promise you that I would give you Xiaotian? Why don't you leave?"
Fu Lingbo put down the teacup in his hand gracefully, raised his eyes to look at the woman standing next to him, curled his eyes, and said with a joking tone: "Of course I will wait for my son to come back and take him with me!"
"you……"
"Is it possible that you asked me to go back first and you sent it over later?"
Tong Yan blurted out, "Okay, you go back first, I will send it to you another day."
"Another day? When you hold the wedding? Or when you have a second child?"
"Fu Lingbo, you..."
The man didn't take it seriously. He leaned on the sofa with his arms folded, crossed his legs and said in a disrespectful and cynical manner: "Don't you want to cook? I'll eat and wait until my son comes back to take him with me before I leave."
"You...are you done yet? Didn't you say you can leave right away? I have already promised to give you Xiaotian. What else do you want?" She suddenly knelt down beside him with a plop and grabbed hold of him.
His arms begged, "I beg you, can you leave? Lingbo, can you leave? I beg you!"
A line of clear tears flowed down her eyes. She sobbed, holding his hand and shaking it, pleading, "Why? Why are you just unwilling to let me go? If you want a child, I will give it to you. I beg you."
Leave, leave my world, okay? Ling Bo, I beg you!"
Listening to her hoarse cry of grief, he couldn't help but turn his head and glance at her. When he saw that familiar yet unfamiliar face, it turned out that somewhere in his heart, he couldn't help but be touched.
That feeling was still so clear and sensitive, as if she alone could handle the pain he had buried in his heart for so many years.
He didn't know if the love was still there, he only knew that he deeply regretted his actions back then. He wanted to redeem something, but it was too late.
She didn't want to come back with her child, but he just couldn't let her go with another man.
What a contradiction.
Just like now, seeing her crying and begging for him, he really, really wanted to hold her in his arms, kiss her face, suck the tears from her cheeks, hold her and say, don't
Cry, I'm here.
However, it was because of him that she became like this.
He didn't want to leave and wanted to stay here for a while. He knew that he couldn't stop her from marrying another man, but he really didn't want to let her go after seeing her again.
"Fu Lingbo, what exactly do you want me to do, and what do you want to do before you let me go?" Seeing him staring at her in a daze, Tong Yan paused, wiped her tears and asked him.
This man is really terrible.
"Mommy, Mommy, open the door quickly, Xiaotian is back, Mommy!"
Tong Xiaotian's voice suddenly came from outside the door. Tong Yan paused and stared at Fu Lingbo for two seconds with her eyes wide open. She suddenly stood up and was at a loss as to what to do.
Why did he come back alone?
When Tong Yan was distracted, Fu Lingbo got up and opened the door. Seeing his behavior, Tong Yan was startled and ran forward to stop him, "What do you want to do?"
Fu Lingbo's face was calm and composed, "My son is back, shouldn't I open the door for him?"
Tong Yan was at a loss for a moment. Suddenly, she pushed him to hide in the room again, "Please, don't let him see you. Can you let me say a few words to him first?"
Fu Lingbo said nothing and walked into the room with his lips pursed. Tong Yan then turned around and opened the door.
As soon as the door opened, Tong Xiaotian stood at the door depressed with his schoolbag on his back and his hands on his hips, "Mommy, what are you doing? Why did it take so long to open the door?"
Tong Yan calmed her expression, stepped forward and pulled her son through the door, and then closed the door.
"I'm sorry, Mommy was cooking and didn't hear me!" Taking Tong Xiaotian's schoolbag, Tong Yan quickly wiped the sweat stains on her forehead with a towel, and asked while wiping: "Xiaotian, why did you come back alone today?
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"School ended early today. I didn't want my grandpa to pick me up all the time, so I took the bus and came back. Is mommy's rice ready? If not, let's make it together!"
Hearing his son's childish voice, Fu Lingbo gently opened the door to the room a crack. From his position, he saw the mother and son in the living room.
The moment his eyes fell on the child's face, the man's heart trembled, but he felt a slight pain for no apparent reason.
That is his son, the one he almost killed, the son he has not seen since he was born. In the blink of an eye, seven years have passed and the child has grown so big, but he has only seen it for the first time now.
Suddenly, waves of soreness surged up from the bottom of his heart, gathering into a crystal, turning into mist through his eyes, covering his eyes. Bitter tears stayed in his eyes, ready to overflow and fall down at any time.
He covered his mouth, raised his head and let out a long sigh, forcing back tears due to the pain.
Son, the one outside is his son, but he is not qualified to go out and call him and tell him: Son, I am your father.
In the world, the farthest distance is not between life and death, but that I am standing next to you, but you don't know it.
"Xiaotian, if your father comes now, would you be willing to go with him?"
In the living room, Tong Yan's low sobs could be heard.
Tong Xiaotian opened his eyes wide in depression, his eyes shining brightly, not understanding what mommy said.
He suddenly pulled Mommy and asked: "Mommy, didn't you agree to be my uncle's bride? Why did you mention Dad?"
Tong Yan felt as if there was sand in her eyes, and her eyes were red and blurred with tears, "I just ask you, if your father comes now, would you be willing to go with him?"
Tong Xiaotian pouted and hesitated, frowning in a pitiful and heartbreaking way.
He rushed forward and hugged Tong Yan, "Mommy, Xiaotian actually misses his father very much. Although my uncle is very kind to me, Xiaotian still longs to be with his biological father."
As he talked, Tong Xiaotian couldn't help but shed tears.
"When I was waiting for my grandpa at the school gate every day, I saw many children whose fathers would pick them up. They were so happy. They had their fathers with them. They could ride them as horses, and they could hold them and protect them. Although these
Uncle can also give it to Xiaotian, but Xiaotian is only happy but not happy."
"Mommy, Mommy, Xiaotian actually misses daddy, Mommy..." At the end of the sentence, the child couldn't help but burst into tears.
