"How can this compare? It's different...you are human."
"Why?" SUN asked puzzledly, "Why is it so important?"
This was the first time he saw the queen looking so lost.
"Because... I owe your father this."
"He is so cruel...he is so bad to you..."
"You don't understand. You will know when you grow up." Jing Jiaren's eyes were wet.
"Queen, don't cry..." SUN stretched out his arms to hug her, his eye circles were red, "If SUN doesn't cause trouble, SUN will behave!"
"..."
"SUN will help you drive away all the bad guys!" SUN felt sorry for Jing Jiaren's head injury.
Jing Jiaren lowered her eyelashes calmly, and a large tear fell silently.
But she can't cry, she is a mother.
But SUN felt her tears: "Queen, (┬＿┬) are you crying?"
"No."
"The wound hurts?"
"no……"
"SUN feels so distressed, really distressed!"
SUN's crisp voice used refrains to express that her heart was in pain. When Jing Jiaren heard it, it was like two knives cutting her. Why didn't her heart hurt?
…
That day, Jing Jiaren did nothing but played in a sweater all day long.
Her hands spasmed and trembled from time to time, but she restrained herself, fearing that the sweater would be half-finished again...
I had noodles made by SUN for lunch, and frozen dumplings made by SUN in the evening.
When SUN cools down, feed her one by one.
Jing Jiaren took the opportunity to rest her hands and rotate her hand joints. What should she do? She has only beaten one-fifth of the time. There is only half a month until Christmas. How can she finish it?
If it really doesn't work, I can only put on a vest first and talk about the sleeves later...
"Mom, do the dumplings under the sun smell good?"
"Well, SUN is very powerful and knows how to take care of himself." Jing Jiaren happily said, "Even if I'm not with you in the future, you can still take care of yourself."
SUN immediately looked at her sensitively: "Where is the queen going?"
Jing Jiaren's eyes wandered and she smiled faintly: "I mean if. Of course I won't leave."
"╭(╯^╰)╮Stupid woman, don't think too much, the dumplings can't wait to be eaten by you." Little SUN scolded him like an adult, scooping up another dumpling and blowing it to cool down.
Jing Jiaren smiled softly and suddenly thought of an important question: "What Christmas gift does SUN want?"
"sweater!"
"No, there's no time."
"Why?" SUN pursed his lips, as if complaining and said, "Why can old men have this?"
Jing Jiaren frowned: "There is only half a month left, I can only do one thing."
"SUN is not in a hurry. If Christmas is not enough, we can celebrate the Spring Festival... Mom said that the Chinese New Year is the Spring Festival! Then SUN will only celebrate the Spring Festival from now on, not Christmas."
During the Spring Festival, can she still wait until then... What if she gets there...
Jing Jiaren's eyes were dim. She was one of those people who would prepare for the worst-case scenario.
She was afraid that if bad news came suddenly, she would be caught off guard and have nothing planned.
"The Spring Festival is still early, so I'm asking you for a Christmas gift... Mom must give it to you. Otherwise, I will be very sorry."
"..."
"You don't want me to have regrets, do you?"
"In no mood."
"Then think about it..." Jing Jiaren wished she could buy all SUN's clothes and watch him grow step by step.