A pair of eyes looked at Liu Zhiyue, as if trying to see clearly from his face what he was thinking in his heart.
can not tell.
Then he asked again.
"Then what do you think is more suitable for your dad?"
"Well...it must not be much younger than my dad, and besides, it must be gentle and virtuous, and the most important thing is to take care of the family and...wait a minute, why am I telling you this?"
Liu Zhiyue suddenly reacted mid-sentence and looked at Zhou Shiyan in surprise.
He didn't know why, but he just felt that the other party was unusual today.
After hearing Liu Zhiyue's words, Zhou Shiyan stopped talking.
Picking up the pen and holding it in his hand, his eyes moved from his face to the exercises on the coffee table.
A seed was quietly planted in my heart.
Zhou Shiyan’s home.
Lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling, Zhou Shiyan kept doing this for a while.
There is only one bed in the small room. Fortunately, the bed is not too small. Although it is a bit old, it does not affect rest.
The mind is thinking.
She tilted her eyes slightly and looked at her mother who was sitting by the bed, holding a comb and slowly combing her hair.
He was stunned and a little lost in thought.
Lan Yixian held a comb in his hand and combed his hair from root to end.
The hair is a little tangled.
As I combed and combed, I encountered a problem.
The comb is stuck.
Lan Yixian's hand holding the comb exerted a little force, and he felt a pulling sensation on his scalp. He quickly grabbed the upper part of the card holder with his other hand and combed his hair down hard to smooth it out.
Take a breath.
"Knotting is so annoying..."
Zhou Shiyan, who was lying on the bed watching her mother comb her hair, heard these words.
Compared with Zhou Shiyan's smooth and shiny black hair, Lan Yixian, a mother, is inferior.
Zhou Shiyan thought for a while.
"Why don't you go get some hair care, Mom?"
"Ah? Do you want to take good hair care? It's quite expensive."
After hearing her daughter's words, Lan Yixian answered immediately without thinking.
Taking care of her hair seems to her to be an extremely waste of money.
Zhou Shiyan closed her mouth after hearing her mother's answer.
It suddenly occurred to her just now that she regretted it after saying it. She knew the current conditions of her family very well and had just paid back a batch of money not long ago.
Zhou Shiyan has lacked father's love since she was a child.
In her vague impression, the only memory she had about Zhou Quan was that time in kindergarten.
Looking back now, that memory has begun to become blurry.
The days that followed were filled with nothing but endless darkness.
Come to your door with debt collectors.
Even after my mother divorced, those people were still entangled, otherwise my grandma would not have passed away...
A pair of eyes that are a little lost in thought.
Zhou Shiyan thought of the first time she met Liu Changqing.
I accidentally spilled soy milk on his pants, but the other person didn't scold me, but said that he was not hurt.
The second time someone followed him and sent him home specially, but his mother misunderstood him, so his forehead was bruised.
Saved my life for the third time...
For some reason, Zhou Shiyan felt that Liu Changqing made people feel very reliable and reassuring.
Especially when talking about his children, the love in the other person's eyes cannot be concealed.
It must be very happy to be his child...
I don’t know when it started, but Zhou Shiyan had this idea.
She clearly remembers the scene when Liu Changqing came forward when Liu Zhiyue was wrongfully accused of cheating.
It's like... he can settle anything.
When Zhou Shiyan thought of this, her eyes gradually became brighter.
Looking at Lan Yixian combing her hair.
"Mom, haven't you thought about looking for one?"
"..."
The action of combing her hair was clear. Lan Yixian slowly turned around and looked at Zhou Shiyan who said this in surprise.
"What happened to you today?"
After being stunned for a moment, Lan Yixian leaned forward, stretched out his hand and placed it on Zhou Shiyan's forehead to feel the temperature.
everything is normal.
Frowning.
"Why are you talking nonsense today?"
"Actually, it's quite tiring for you to be alone, and my tuition fees are not a small amount. You don't allow me to work part-time..."
"Don't talk nonsense like this. Why do you, a child, go to work? Just study hard."
Lan Yixian showed a rare serious expression, and his originally weak face looked a little majestic at this moment.
Zhou Shiyan looked at her.
She is very aware of her mother's disguise.
Obviously she used to cry secretly alone at night...
His eyes became firm.
"Last time someone came into our house."
Lan Yixian was stunned by Zhou Shiyan's words.
Originally, she was still trying hard to maintain the majestic expression belonging to a mother, but when she heard her daughter's sudden words, her expression became dull.
He looked blankly at his daughter who said this.
It took a long time before he spoke.
"Wha...who is in our house..."
"It's an unknown person. He's either a debt collector or he's trying to beat me to death with an iron rod."
As soon as Zhou Shiyan finished speaking, Lan Yixian stood up from the bed and faced Zhou Shiyan who was lying on the bed.
"Knock you?!"
The tone becomes a little sharper.
"Um."
Zhou Shiyan nodded, without any fluctuation in her expression, as if she was describing someone else's affairs.
"Uncle Liu didn't ask me to tell you because I was afraid that you would be worried... In fact, the person who sneaked into our house was the person I told you about last time who followed me after studying in the evening."
"Then...are there any injuries?"
Lan Yixian hurriedly came forward, holding Zhou Shiyan's little face in her hands and looking left and right.
With her face held in her hands, Zhou Shiyan just wanted to break away from her mother's hand and continue talking.
But after seeing her mother's eyes, she was stunned.
Lan Yixian's eyes were filled with mist.
Blinked.
The drops fell on Zhou Shiyan's face.
Zhou Shiyan was a little dazed.
"mom……"
"Liu...Liu Changqing won't tell me if he doesn't let you tell me...I am your mother..."
As he said this, Lan Yixian's tone began to tremble.
Swallowing, tears fell down instantly.
Zhou Shiyan sat up from the bed and looked at her mother's face.
Still beautiful.
But compared to previous years, her experiences in the past few years have made her look much stronger.
In fact... she was still the mother who hugged her and cried secretly late at night.
"Mother……"
Zhou Shiyan opened her hands and hugged her mother.
He leaned his face against the other person's chest.
Soft and warm.
And...the beating of the heart.
"Uncle Liu has taken care of everything, but... you gave him a stick last time..."
"Then...what should we do..."
Lan Yixian hugged her daughter and sniffed.
She still remembered the last time she knocked out a bruise on the other person's forehead.
The other party saved his own child...
I bought so many breakfasts and still charged them...
What a shame!
Lan Yixian felt that she would never be able to look directly at Liu Changqing in the future. The other person helped her child, but she repaid him with a grudge, bruised her forehead and didn't even apologize.
Stick it on my mother's chest.
Zhou Shiyan's eyes flashed, her lips were slightly opened, and she said these words.