Xiao Tianshuo blinked and looked at the sunny sky. For a moment, he lowered his eyes and said with some loss, "I don't have a mother."
No mother?
Qingtian looked at Nangong Zhan subconsciously, wanting to know from his mouth what was going on.
How could such a cute and well-behaved child not have a mother?
Nangong Zhan deliberately looked away from her, obviously not wanting to say anything.
Xiao Tianshuo took Qingtian's hand and asked pitifully: "You won't laugh at me for being a child who doesn't have a mother to love you, right?"
These words made Qing Tian feel like a sharp weapon had been passed through his heart, and the feeling was extremely uncomfortable.
She pursed her lips and shook her head.
Xiao Tianshuo laughed, stared at her and continued to ask without blinking, "Then don't leave anymore. Stay and hurt Tianshuo. Tianshuo will definitely be very obedient, okay?"
Qingtian nodded with eyes closed, and tightened the hand holding the child a little harder.
When Nangong Zhan saw this, his heart was filled with comfort.
It would be great if she really, really stayed forever.
But he knew that she couldn't stay forever because she had a man and children outside...
***
At night, Qingtian was pestered by Xiao Tianshuo and refused to let her go. She had no choice but to stay with him. Even when she went to bed at night, he would come to sleep with her.
Nangong Zhan was alone in the study receiving news because of his mother's affairs, and he stayed up until midnight unable to close his eyes.
After Qingtian coaxed Xiao Tianshuo to sleep, she felt that she really couldn't sleep peacefully. She was also worried about Yao Shuhua, who wanted to go out for a walk late at night. When she passed the door of Nangong Zhan's study, she suddenly stopped.
Through the gap in the door, she saw the man in front of the desk with his head buried in the desk, his figure looking very lonely.
It's so late at night, can't he sleep because of his wife?
Qingtian thought to herself, forgetting the unpleasantness she had felt, she went downstairs to the kitchen to make a bowl of soothing soup, and carefully brought it to his study.
Hearing the knock on the door, Nangong Zhan hurriedly wiped the tears from his eyes, tried to make his expression look normal, then turned to the door and said, "Come in!"
Qingtian went in with the soothing soup and saw his sad expression at first sight, his eyes full of red.
She felt sympathy again in her heart. She came to his desk with the soothing soup and whispered: "It's too late, you'd better take a rest!"
Nangong Zhan looked at the things she brought, stared at her and asked, "Did you make this?"
"Um!"
After receiving her answer, he didn't hesitate at all, just picked it up and drank it.
After taking two sips, he looked up at her again and said, "It tastes the same as before."
"..."
Qingtian avoided her gaze, and for some reason, he suddenly felt uncomfortable.
"You should go and have a rest immediately after drinking. Staying up late is not good for your health!"
Nangong Zhan took two more sips and turned a deaf ear to her words. He asked instead, "Are you caring about me?"
"I just want to remind you to take good care of your body for the sake of your children."
Nangong Zhan put down the bowl in his hand and shook his head with a wry smile, "I'm just being sentimental. Just take it down and I'll wait for the news."
Qingtian tilted his head and glanced at his computer screen, "Are you... waiting for news from Madam?"
"Um!"
Qingtian put away the bowl and couldn't help but said, "Can I wait with you?"
Nangong Zhan couldn't help but turn his head to look at her. Her look once again reminded him of Du Ningxi.
At that time, no matter what he did, she would silently stay behind him, serve him tea and water, turn on the air conditioner and fill the bath water for him. Anyway, all his trivial matters seemed to be taken care of by her. She did it.
He will always be the first to think of him, and now... there is a barrier between them.
She is no longer the Du Ningxi who was obedient to his orders. Now, she is just Tianshuo's kindergarten teacher. Her name is Qingtian. She has nothing to do with his ex-wife.
Ex-wife?
Thinking of this title, Nangong Zhanzhi felt that it was funny.
"Since you don't want me to stay, you'd better rest early. I'll leave first!"
After not hearing his answer for a long time, Qingtian held the tray and turned around to leave when his arm was suddenly pinched by him.
She turned to look at him, and he also looked at her with red eyes. There were many meanings in those deep and painful eyes that she could not understand.
She remained deadlocked and did not move. Nangong Zhan took the tray in her hand, tentatively and slowly pulled her hand and asked her to sit on his lap.
Qingtian didn't resist. Her limbs seemed to be out of control. She would do whatever he wanted to do. Finally, when she sat on his lap, he held her tightly with both hands, lifted his chin and breathed into her ears.
Only then did she react.
She wanted to get up, but he held her down so that she could not move.
"Your body is much more honest than your person."
"You..." She frowned and still wanted to struggle, but he looked at her with a pained expression and said, "Don't you want to stay with me and wait for the news?"
"You, please let me go first."
"Sunny!" He suddenly changed his name for her and held him motionless. "I know that you still care about me as before. My mother's life or death is uncertain now. I really need someone to take care of my son and me.
,You...come back to me, okay?"
Qingtian never expected that he would become like a child now.
Yes, just like his son, he held her and refused to let go no matter what.
She stopped resisting and turned around and said, "Aren't I by your side now?"
He rested his chin on her shoulder, and his voice became a little deeper, "I want you to stay by my side from now on."
She turned to look at him again, his eyes staring at her were full of pleading.
"Why? Don't you always hate me?"
"That was before."
"Then why did you change?"
He lowered his eyes and said bluntly, "Maybe five years have allowed me to think about some things clearly!"
"Think clearly about your behavior towards me, shouldn't you?"
Nangong Zhan raised his eyes to look at her again, only to see her staring at him, eager to know the answer.
At this point, he had no airs to put on in front of her. The emotions he had suppressed for five years could finally be poured out at this moment.
"Yes, I shouldn't."
"So that means you regret treating me like that?"
"Yes, I regret it!"
Hearing this, Qingtian felt a touch of bitterness in his heart, pulled away his hand holding her, and walked forward.
"Then do you know how much your actions hurt me?"
Nangong Zhan looked at her back, "Can I still make up for it now?" Fortunately, their son was fine. As long as she was willing, he would make up for it.
Qingtian turned around and looked at him, "How do you make up for it?"
