"Good boy, Xiaobai, go play with your classmates. After eating the cake, it's time to go home."
The child agreed and flew away like a butterfly.
The children were holding cake plates one by one, laughing, playing with each other, and smearing the cake on each other's faces... while the violin on the center of the cake was still playing, and the sweet music was melodious...
Qiao Xiaomai couldn't help but take a step back and looked at Xiaobai's apple-like smiling face among the children. She had never smiled so brightly in her life, she was like a princess.
She has been by her side for six or seven years, and she has always been Cinderella, not even daring to dream of being a princess.
Now, the child has truly become a princess.
How could she be willing to give up?
Which woman hasn’t had princess moments?
No one can make you a princess except your father.
Only Qiao Xiaomai, in her panic, realized bit by bit: she could neither become a princess, create a princess, nor protect the princess...
In the past, she thought that what she was most afraid of was Yi Xiangxi's sugar-coated bullets. Now, she realized that what she was most afraid of was actually herself - yes, it was herself!!.
Only two people were left standing there.
Qiao Xiaomai let out a long sigh and put down the cake plate in his hand.
It was the first time since Yi Xiangxi had known her that he saw such a peaceful expression on her face. That night, she did not make any noise, threaten, or say any sarcastic words.
It's like the relationship between the two has been greatly improved.
Maybe it's the child? Maybe it's this atmosphere? Maybe it's the elegant atmosphere and scene of the Smurf House? He actually felt ecstatic. But he was also slightly uneasy - because, this night, Qiao Mai never said a word
.Sometimes he tried to strike up a conversation, and there was a vague feeling
This kind of expectation, like ordinary couples, sit together, discuss something, tell some insignificant and interesting things about the child, even if they just discuss the child's height, the child's bad habits, a certain quiz of the child... this
Isn't it a happy thing?
However, he had to stop talking a few times, because Qiao Xiaomai didn't talk to him from beginning to end - although she sat with him, to the uninitiated, they looked like a couple - but,
No matter what he said or did, she remained silent - looking away, calm and indifferent, like a piece of black ice that would never melt for ten thousand years.
The luxury buses have started to take the children home one after another.
Qiao Xiaomai stood alone under the tall palm tree, looking at the strange and inexplicable night sky. It was obviously summer, but he felt cold all over.
Xiaobai held Yi Xiangxi's hand and ran over with his schoolbag on his back: "Sister Mai, daddy will take us back, do you agree?"
The child's face was shrouded in a layer of brilliance that night.
That is the joy of gaining endless fatherly love.
What's more, this father's love gave her a real princess feeling.
Qiao Xiaomai's heart twitched, but she was powerless to stop it, nor could she cruelly stop her children's dreams - she was so painful that she couldn't speak, and she stayed beside them numbly.
Get in the car and set off... She ignored the child's chattering and interesting stories about how her classmates were envious of her luxurious birthday.