She felt infinitely miserable and held back her tears: "Xiaobai, why do you like him so much?"
The child tilted his head and said in a very serious tone: "Uncle Yi treats me well...he is very good..."
A person treats someone very well, so he captured her easily.
"Isn't Sister Mai being mean to you?"
The child couldn't answer the question and didn't understand that Sister Mai was good, so why couldn't Uncle Yi?
"Between Sister Mai and Uncle Yi, which one do you like more?"
The child was restless and worried: "Sister Mai...Sister Mai...I don't know..."
Qiao Xiaomai suddenly felt weak - the child actually said she didn't know! She didn't hesitate to choose her, Qiao Xiaomai!
She was sore and frightened. She had been feeling frightened in recent days, as if some things were beyond her control. She was so nervous that she was almost filled with jealousy. Yes, it was jealousy! Real jealousy!
I never dared to dream that I was actually jealous of Yi Xiangxi - jealous of Xiaobai's liking for him.
Back then, she was not even jealous of Bingbing, but now, she is jealous of Yi Xiangxi.
"Sister Mai..."
Her eyes were moist, and the child was timid: "Sister Mai, Sister Mai...Sister Mai, why are you crying..."
She wiped away her tears with the back of her hand, hugged the child tightly, and after a while she forced herself to calm down: "Xiaobai, eat first."
The child did not dare to say anything, and immediately picked up the rice bowl obediently: "Sister Mai, don't you want to eat?"
She shook her head: "I'm not hungry."
The child slowly ate the noodles and couldn't help it anymore: "Sister Mai...why can't you like Uncle Yi? Well, it would be great if you and Uncle Yi reconciled..."
She didn't answer, and asked after a while: "Xiaobai, what if I don't let you see Uncle Yi again in the future?"
The child opened his eyes wide, put down the half-eaten noodles, and burst into tears again: "Sister Mai... why... why don't you like Uncle Yi? Why..."
"Xiaobai, you eat the noodles first."
"No, I won't eat...I won't eat...I don't want to eat..."
The child threw himself on the bed and started crying again.
Qiao Xiaomai did not comfort her. After a long time, he collected the mushy cold noodles and went out to wash them off. When he came back, the child was still sitting on the bed dully, with tears all over her eyelashes.
"Xiaobai, go to bed early, you have to go to school tomorrow."
The child turned his back to her and did not answer.
Qiao Xiaomai's heart was filled with infinite sadness.
In this world, the relationship between mother and daughter is the closest. For many years, Xiaobai has been her greatest spiritual sustenance. Now, the child only leaves a cold back to her, which actually makes her feel heartbroken, desperate and fearful.
One day.
"Xiaobai, do you like Uncle Yi because he bought you those Barbie dolls, but Sister Mai didn't buy them for you?"
"No...Sister Mai..."
"Is it possible that he can buy those beautiful clothes, but Sister Mai can't?"
"..."
"Is his home more beautiful than ours? Or is his car better than ours?"
"..."
"Is it true that in his home, someone is taking care of you, but in our home, I can't take care of you every day?"
…
She suddenly couldn't help it and burst into tears.
Not asking the children, but asking myself——
Yes, I once ignored my child, but when I ignored her, what was I doing? Not falling in love, not having fun, and not being happy like other women - I was working overtime to make money.