Chang Mian sat beside her silently, taking out a cigarette from the cigarette case on the table to smoke.
Chang Shang immediately took the cigarette from his hand and complained: "You want to quit smoking, and you can't let the baby in your belly breathe second-hand smoke."
Chang Mian shrugged, "Go and make me a cup of coffee."
"Are you drinking coffee so late? Be careful not to suffer from insomnia at night. Let me make tea for you. I remember there is tea at home. I bought it last time."
"No worries." Chang Mian frowned secretly and complained in a low voice: "I want to drink coffee."
Chang Shang resolutely made him a cup of tea and carefully brought it to him. Looking at his expression, she felt that he seemed to be less enthusiastic than before.
"Is there something on your mind?"
"..."
"What happened that you can't solve?"
"..."
"Chang Mian, are you in a bad mood? Are you still sick?" Chang Shang sat next to him, stretched out her hand to touch his forehead, and found that he had no signs of fever. "What's wrong with you?"
Chang Mian was annoyed by her question, so he directly pulled her into his arms and asked her to sit on his lap. He hugged her waist from behind, buried his head in the crook of her neck, and did not speak for a long time.
In the apartment, the only sound coming from the TV was the sound of advertisements.
For a long time, Chang Mian didn't let go of her, he just held her and touched her. It took a long time for Changshang to feel sleepy again, and then his hoarse voice reached his ears: "Shangshang, I found my father.
"...Uh, ah? What? Your father?"
Chang Chang was surprised, and the sleepyheads dispersed in a hurry, "Isn't your father already..."
She covered her mouth mid-sentence, thinking it was unlucky to say that word during the Chinese New Year. "What's going on?"
"I thought he died 10 years ago, but now he has come back to life. When I find him, he doesn't recognize me. He even attacks me when I talk to him."
"Why?"
Chang Chang is puzzled.
"I don't know, I also want to know the reason... You said, my father is not dead, so my mother... is it a lucky coincidence that she is currently living in a place that I haven't discovered?" He seemed to be talking to himself,
It's like asking Chang Shang.
Chang Shang nodded, feeling happy for him: "It's possible."
"Maybe something unexpected happened to them. How could the father disown his son? Don't be discouraged. It will be fine if we spend more time together."
Although she didn't understand or enjoy family affection, looking at this home with a warm layout, she could guess how warm Chang Mian's family of three was back then. Chang Shang broke away from his arms and turned around to look at him: "
Chang Mian, don't be sad, things always develop for the better, you see now that you have found a father and have a baby, from another angle you should be secretly happy."