Chapter 592: If I can't grow up with you, I will draw the traces of your growth
Chapter 592: If I can’t grow with you, I will draw the traces of your growth
Now that they have decided, there is nothing to regret or hesitate about, but Dongfang Ningxin and Xue Tianao immediately handed Xiao Xiaoao over to the gods and demons without letting go.
After a compromise, Dongfang Ning Xinxue Tian Ao made an agreement with the gods and demons that he would come back three days later to take Xiao Xiao Ao away.
Although they clearly know that this is just drinking a dove to quench their thirst, and the longer they spend time with Xiao Xiaoao, the more painful the separation will be, but Dongfang Ningxin and Xuetian Aao are happy with it.
Not to mention three days, Dongfang Ningxin and Xue Tianao didn't want to let it go even for three hours.
This is their child, a person connected to them by blood. The most important thing is that he is so young, and it is when he needs his parents around...
Regarding what Dongfang Ning Xin and Xue Tian Ao said about three days later, the god and demon said nothing. He nodded and only said that he would come back in three days, and it didn't matter if they wanted to repent in these three days...
Before leaving, the gods and demons assured Xue Tian'ao and Dongfang Ningxin that Xiao Xiaoao would be happy and safe in the demon world, have the best of everything, and would never be bullied because his parents were not around. He would be the prince of the demon world.
Before leaving, in order to show their respect for Xiao Ao and Xiao Xiao Ao's status in the demon world, the gods and demons even gave the Demon Realm King's Order to Xiao Xiao Ao. With this Wang Ling, Xiao Xiao Ao will be the next master of the Demon Realm. In the Demon Realm,
Its status is second only to gods and demons...
The gods and demons really liked Xiao Xiaoao, so they were so generous. What they did was to hope that Dongfang Ningxin and Xue Tianao would rest assured. Keeping Xiao Xiaoao by his side was the wisest choice.
The gods and demons were paying attention to this child even before he was born. Although the original purpose was a bit impure, now the gods and demons really like Xiao Xiaoao.
The gods and demons have invested too much energy in the little Ao, and the newly born little Ao is so well-behaved that people can't help but like it, especially the moment when the little Ao smiles at the gods and demons, the gods and demons feel that their
My heart softened.
Not to mention a demon world, even if it were to take his life, the gods and demons would probably nod their heads without hesitation, just for Xiao Xiaoao's innocent and innocent smile...
Although it is natural for children to fuss and cry, characters like gods and demons hate children who cry endlessly.
Crying occasionally is a way to adjust life, but crying all the time without shame will only wear away his patience and make them have the urge to kill. After all, none of them are people who are willing to take life and death, so how can they have the patience to comfort someone who can do nothing but cry?
Children who understand.
Xiao Xiaoao is exactly what he likes, he is well-behaved, smart, naughty and cute...
Three days, three days to take good care of little Xiao Ao. Dongfang Ning Xin and Xue Tian Ao wanted to watch her day and night. In fact, they held the child in their hands day and night, and they didn't even sleep at night.
He looked at the little man in his arms without blinking.
Dongfang Ningxin kept talking to Xiao Ao, telling her interesting stories about getting along with her mother when she was a child, and what she had learned in Zhongzhou. Xiao Xiao Ao seemed to understand, and was cute and well-behaved.
When Xue Tian'ao was holding Xiao Xiao'ao, Dongfang Ningxin took a pen and paper and kept drawing on the paper.
Draw Xiao Xiaoao and their family of three.
The newborn little Xiao Ao.
One month of little pride,
Two months old little Xiao Ao.
…
The half-year-old little Xiao Ao.
One year old little Xiao Ao.
One year and one month old...
Two years and eleven months old.
Three years old...
One message a day. Besides holding Xiao Ao, Dongfang Ningxin is painting, one picture every other month.
I continued painting until Xiao Xiaoao was three years old.
The three-year-old Xiao Xiaoao is dressed in a sapphire blue brocade dress, with pink make-up and jade-like eyes. His eyes are like black gemstones shining with a cunning light. You can tell he is a naughty child at a glance.
How much can a child change in one month? But Dongfang Ningxin's paintings make people see the difference in the children in the paintings. After only one month, they can see that little Ao has grown up.
The lines on the skin, an expression, a hair, an action, a look...
Dongfang Ningxin's eyes were red and he didn't stop all night. Everyone looked at Dongfang Ningxin and his hands were numb, but Dongfang Ningxin didn't have any expression. Her whole body was no different from usual. The three-year-old painting was done, and Dongfang Ningxin was there again.
He took out a piece of drawing paper and spread it on the table, with a peaceful expression without any sadness of separation...
"Dongfang Ningxin, don't draw anymore..."
Xue Tian'ao put Xiao Xiao'ao into Wu Ya's hand, came behind Dongfang Ning Xin, hugged her tightly, and stopped her from holding the rice paper.
"I'm not tired." Dongfang Ningxin broke away and continued to spread the paper.
"That's enough, let's take him." Xue Tian'ao was heartbroken. Dongfang Ningxin was so calm about sending Xiao Xiao'ao off, but judging from her crazy painting actions, she couldn't calm down at all.
"No." Dongfang Ningxin immediately stopped what she was doing and shook her head firmly.
"I just want to write down what my son looks like. I don't know when we can see him, so I want to draw more." Pointing to the stacks of drawing papers, Dongfang Ningxin looked very indifferent, with a look in her eyes.
Not even a trace of ups and downs.
"Let's go for a walk." Xue Tian'ao ignored Dongfang Ningxin's wishes and walked out with Dongfang Ningxin in hand, signaling to President Wrath and others to take good care of Xiao Xiaoao.
"Xue Tianao, my painting..."
"Come back."
Dongfang Ningxin and Xue Tianao disappeared into the room. Xiaoxiaoao and Wuya had the same gaze, looking at the disappearing figure.
Xiaoxiao Ao pursed his lips, his eyes were red, and he looked like he was about to cry.
"What's wrong, what's wrong? Little baby, don't cry, don't cry, your father and your mother can't let you go, don't cry..." President Wu Ya and Xiao Shenlong hurriedly stepped forward to coax Xiao Xiao.
proud.
No matter how calmly I acted, I still couldn't hide the pain of separation.
No matter how bright your smile is, it can't cover up the pain in your heart...
The brighter the smile and the more rational behavior, the more it shows that the pain in the heart is serious...
"Eh, eh..." Xiao Xiaoao stretched out his pink arms like lotus joints and pointed at the desk.
"Do you want to see the painting?" Little Shenlong asked with raised eyebrows.
Xiao Xiaoao nodded. He wanted to see what he would look like when he grew up in his mother's eyes.
He wanted to know why his mother thought he would be like that when he grew up.
"Okay, I'll help you spread it out."
The little dragon stepped forward and spread out the paintings painted by Dongfang Ningxin one by one, a total of thirty-six paintings...
The people in the paintings grow from the size of a palm to a small sapling little by little. Each picture is as vivid as a real person, as if the people in the paintings will step down at any time...
Wuya and Xiao Shenlong watched from beginning to end with red eyes.
Who says Dongfang Ningxin is not sad? Dongfang Ningxin is sadder than anything else, but she suppresses it.
Who said Dongfang Ningxin didn't understand love? She just expressed it in a vague way.
If Dongfang Ningxin didn't understand love, how could she have portrayed every charm of Xiao Xiaoao so realistically.
Although Xiao Xiaoao is only so big, Dongfang Ningxin has painted a picture of what he will look like in the future.
And they couldn't see any sense of dissonance in this painting.
It's like, these are all self-portraits of Xiao Xiao'ao. This is what the three-year-old Xiao Xiao'ao looks like.
Look at it one by one.
Snap...
Xiao Xiaoao's tears fell on the painting, smearing the ink and blurring the painting. Everyone's vision was also blurred, and their eyes were all covered in tears.
They couldn't even believe how Dongfang Ningxin did it.
So calm, so calm, so calm, standing there motionless, just painting...
Not to mention the people who painted the paintings, even the people who looked at them felt their hearts twist into a ball...
Xiao Xiaoao: Mom, it turns out that I am so beautiful in your heart. It turns out that you can grow with me even if you are not by my side.
People in the room cried when looking at the painting, but people outside the room couldn't shed tears.
"Dongfang Ningxin will cry when he is sad."
The mottled moonlight makes the shadow of the elder appear even more depressed and lonely, with an indescribable sadness.
Dongfang Ningxin stood under the tree, motionless, as calm as if nothing happened. After hearing Xue Tianao's words, Dongfang Ningxin answered calmly:
"I don't want to cry."
She wanted to cry, she wanted to shut herself in the room alone...
If she could, she just wanted to stay alone in the room today, melt the ink stone with her tears, and draw the steps of her child's growth over and over again.
But you can't, because doing so will only make everyone more sad.
Separation is destined, why use tears to add a touch of sadness to it, hurting others and hurting yourself.
"Then, lend me your shoulder, I want to cry." Xue Tianao said with a straight face.
Obviously knowing that Dongfang Ningxin is very sad and sad, seeing Dongfang Ningxin pretending to be fine is more distressing than her crying, but Xue Tianao can't find any way to comfort her.
Dongfang Ningxin didn't need his explanation, because Dongfang Ningxin clearly understood what was the best choice for them and their children.
Not only that, Dongfang Ningxin also carefully took care of everyone's emotions and let everyone understand that she had let go.
Even if he wanted to express his longing for his children, he would still let everyone watch.
It was obvious that her heart was bleeding and tears were welling up in her eyes, but she still smiled.
This kind of Dongfang Ningxin makes people feel heartache, and the strong and rational one makes people feel heartbroken.
Xue Tianao hugged Dongfang Ningxin and rested her forehead on Dongfang Ningxin's shoulder. Dongfang Ningxin also rested her forehead on Xue Tianao's shoulder.
In this way, Xue Tianao couldn't see Dongfang Ningxin's look, even if she was crying...
In the dark night, except for each other, there was no one else. At this moment, Dongfang Ningxin could openly vent the pain in her heart, the pain of being separated from Xiao Xiaoao.
Xue Tianao... Dongfang Ningxin murmured softly, and then kept saying over and over: "I'm fine, I'm fine, I'll be fine..."
Silent tears.
Tears kept falling down like broken beads, and soon Xue Tianao felt a damp heat behind her.
Xue Tianao remained motionless, but his hands held Dongfang Ningxin tighter.
Just cry, just cry.
"Dongfang Ningxin, it won't be long, believe me, it won't be long..."
They are a family and will not be separated for too long. This is his promise as a man.
Dongfang Ningxin just nodded without saying a word.
She cried silently, leaving her speechless.
After tonight, she was the calm, calm and rational Dongfang Ningxin again.
After tonight, one day is missing from the three-day appointment...