Jing Jiaren looked out the window at the dark night and left this city with Ximen Longting.
Her heart felt heavy, she took a deep breath and turned around.
SUN had put on his pajamas and was lying on the bed, with Nana lying on his shoulder.
"Queen, let's look at the photos together!"
He patted the photo album beside the bed with his little hand...
It was given to her by Wen Xinnuan. There were some photos of Jing Jiaren in high school and some photos taken in Colombia.
Originally, Wen Xinnuan had a hobby of collecting photos on her mobile phone - she printed them all out because of SUN's request.
Sun looks at the photos every day before going to bed.
Jing Jiaren opened the quilt and got into bed: "SUN, do you feel strange when you see the mother in the photo?"
SUN pursed her lips in thought.
"Do you like mom the way she is now or the way she looks in the photo?"
"As long as it's you...I like it."
Jing Jiaren's eyes dimmed slightly: "You don't care about how your mother looks?"
Will Ximen Longting care?
"I care a little, but I will try my best to convince myself." SUN opened the photo, his delicate little face hanging down.
From now on, he will try to get used to the "mom" in the photo.
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Jing Jiaren's plan to leave failed because she woke up the next day and found that her son's face was red and he was sick.
The servants were busy going in and out.
The doctor took Sun's temperature and said, "Madam, the child has a very high fever and is a bit dangerous."
"Danger?"
Jing Jiaren's heart sank, "What should we do? He was fine before going to bed last night!"
"After getting an injection and resting, he should gradually get better."
"Then we can't take Little Sun to go abroad by plane at this time?" Wen Xinnuan asked with wide eyes.
"Of course not. How can the child run around in his current condition?" The doctor refused solemnly.
Wen Xinnuan's eyes lit up: "That's great, God thinks you should stay with me!"
Jing Jiaren murmured and shook her head: "How could this happen..."
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be happy...I'm also worried about Little Yang. He will be fine."
"Queen……"
Dazed and suffering from a high fever, SUN twisted his heroic eyebrows and murmured: "Don't abandon SUN."
Jing Jiaren sat by the bed and clenched her son's little fist: "Mom is here."
"Queen, don't leave..."
SUN shook his head, his golden chestnut hair was wet with sweat and hung even more curly.
He was like a sick little prince, shouting hoarsely: "I don't want an old man...I don't want an old man..."
Jing Jiaren's eyes were stunned: "SUN, do you care so much about dad's existence?"
Even when I was sick and dreaming, I was afraid that Jing Jiaren would be taken away...
"Mom, mom... SUN will be good..."
His curled eyelashes trembled, and he half-knocked his eyes. He didn't know whether he was awake or still dreaming: "What the old man can do, SUN can also do..."
Jing Jiaren's heart clenched: "I know!"
"SUN knows everything...Mom..."
"SUN will take care of mom..."
"What SUN hates the most...are old men..."
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A few days later, November 11th, Singles’ Day, the old man’s birthday.
Ximen Longting's birthday is about ten days later than Sun.
He once said that this is "one husband and one wife for life", a husband and wife's day.