"Yes. Mother Lin will send you to a new kindergarten to report tomorrow."
"But, I haven't said goodbye to the original children." Sikong Jingluo did not object to the issue of changing to a new kindergarten, because there was a nasty Lu Renxiong in the original kindergarten, but he didn't have time to say goodbye to the other children.
It made him very upset.
"Why? Wait until the weekend, bring those children to your house as a guest? Then you will say goodbye to Unified?"
"Okay, that's all."
Sikong Jingqiu picked up the watch that was thrown on the sofa and put it on, and glanced at the time, "Jing Lu is going to bed forty minutes. What story do you want to hear today?"
"I want to listen to Cinderella!" Sikong Jing raised his hand excitedly.
Why is it Cinderella again?
Isn’t Cinderella a story that only girls like? Why is his son…
Sikong Jingqiu's eyes twitched, and he was speechless about his son's love for Cinderella and had to listen to it every day before going to bed.
But since his son likes to listen, he has to bite the bullet and tell the story that he has already told me again.
In fact, Sikong Jing is so small that he can't understand what the story is about. He just likes to listen to his father's voice, treating his father's voice as a lullaby, and just sleep with him.
So, about thirty minutes later, Jingluo fell asleep on Sikong Jingqiu's chest.
Sikong Jingqiu carefully placed his son in □□, went into the bathroom and took a shower, then sat behind the desk and turned on the computer and continued to work.
After carefully browsing the emails sent by Secretary Lin and recording them one by one, Sikong Jingqiu turned off the computer and returned to □□.
When I turned on the bedside lamp, my eyes flashed over the drawer where my son had just put the photo.
He paused, got off the bed with a slight hand and feet, opened the drawer, and took out the photo frame.
Looking at the photos in the photo frame, Sikong Jingqiu clenched his fists, and the strong mask that was tied tightly to his face for a day gradually cracked open, replaced by a fragile body, and his eyes, as deep as a cold pond, were covered with irresistible.
miss.
Time flies so fast, and in the blink of an eye, it has been three years.
Has Haiyue been... gone for so long?
Why did he feel that things happened yesterday? It was so heartbreaking?
Jing Lue is already three years old, but sometimes he still can't help but want to ask Haiyue why he made that choice.
Why only Jingluo was left for him?
Why not stay with him?
However, no one can answer these questions anymore...
Sikong Jingqiu gently stroked the person in the photo and closed his eyes with pain.
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Sikong Jingqiu originally wanted to drive his son to a new kindergarten.
When everything was ready to go, Butler Li suddenly told him that there would be a special car coming to pick up people in the new kindergarten, and the car was already outside.
Sikong Jingqiu walked out with his son in his arms and saw a car with cute patterns on his body parked at the door, and there was a vague noise from the child inside.
Originally, Sikong Jingqiu was going to tell the other party that he would not have to send a car to pick up Jingluo, he would send Jingluo over by himself. However, Jingluo was excited to see the patterns and kept yelling to sit. Sikong Jingqiu had to hold him with him
Walk over.
Sikong Jingqiu and the driver in the driver's seat nodded, freed up a hand to pull the car door behind.