"Xiaonan, let's go home." Nan Heming hugged Nan Xiaonan directly. The five-year-old child was wrapped by the boy. Nan Xiaonan was obviously not happy and struggled to get down.
"I want to go by myself!"
"Why?" Nan Heming looked unhappy.
"A manly man should not be carried around all the time. I am already a sensible boy!"
"Oh..." Nan Heming blinked, and then tears gathered in his eyes at a speed visible to the naked eye, "So, it's actually Xiaonan who doesn't like the second brother, right? I knew that if you said that, Xiaonan would definitely
Hate me very much."
Nan Xiaonan was stunned for a moment, and then he was put on the ground by Nan Heming. Nan Heming let go of his hand, but did not leave. Instead, he knelt in front of Nan Xiaonan and held one of Nan Xiaonan's hands.
"Xiaonan, second brother is wrong, I'm just really worried about Xiaonan." Nan Heming seemed reluctant to let go of Nan Xiaonan's hand and took a step back with sad eyes, "Then wait until Xiaonan doesn't hate second brother anymore.
Can Xiaonan hold the second brother's hand by herself?"
Nan Xiaonan was dumbfounded on the spot, and then he felt the warm moisture on the back of his hand. Did he cry? Did the second brother cry? Nan Xiaonan, who had never made anyone cry before, was at a loss what to do.
Did you really cry? Nan Xiaonan was held by the hand. He bent down and stuck out his butt to see if the second brother was really crying. Nan Heming opened his eyes slightly and looked at Nan Xiaonan. Those beautiful eyes
The eyes were shining with sparkling tears, Nan and Narusheng's softness, and the unique androgynous appearance of young people made Nan Xiaonan actually feel that there was a girl crying in front of her.
"No... don't cry. I... I ate. I brought a lot of food and ate wolfberry. I didn't blame you. I really didn't blame you." What should I do? He actually made people cry.
, grandma said that boys who make others cry are the worst, but he is not bad. Xiaonan was so anxious that she simply walked around Nan Heming, and finally held Nan Heming's cheeks, "Stop crying, pearls are so valuable
, don’t give it to bad people casually, I will help you catch it.”
"Pearl?" Nan Heming was stunned.
"Yes, tears are precious pearls." Nan Xiaonan held Nan Heming's face, trying to catch the tears that were about to fall with her small hands. Every time he stopped to see him because his parents didn't come to see him.
Grandma would be very sad when she cried. Grandma said that she was particularly distressed because Xiaonan dropped her pearls. "The story grandma told me said that the princess's tears are all pearls. Those who love the princess don't want the princess to cry, so
You can’t get pearls, but you are very happy. Pearls are given to people who don’t love you. People who love you won’t want to get pearls like this.”
A drop of tear fell down Nan Heming's hand into Nan Xiaonan's hand, and Nan Xiaonan immediately held it.
"Okay, stop crying. I'll help you hide this pearl." Nan Xiaonan held Nan Heming's cheek and kissed the corner of his eye. "I don't want to be the person who doesn't love you. If you keep crying
, doesn’t that mean I’m a bad person?”
Nan Heming opened his mouth unconsciously. His expression couldn't be seen clearly in the dark night. He seemed to be smiling and suddenly hugged Nan Xiaonan: "But if I can't hug Xiaonan, I won't be able to help but drop my pearls."
Nan Xiaonan looked confused, and finally sighed loudly: "Then you are not allowed to cry anymore."
"As long as Xiaonan hugs the second brother."
"Hey!" sighed again, "Grandma said that the worst is the worst for children who are made to cry. Xiaonan is not a bad person."
"Well!" The satisfied Nan Heming held the milk-scented little guy in his arms and rubbed Nan Xiaonan's neck happily, "Xiaonan is the second brother's baby, not a bad person."
Nan Qinse, who was watching from the side, looked at Feng Yi: "We are taking Xiaonan back, do you need me to send someone to take you there?"
"No need." Feng Yi turned around, "I can go back."
Nan Qinse frowned, Feng Yi... was actually... Feng Yi...
Feng Yi looked back before leaving. Nan Xiaonan was held by Nan Heming. He put his head on Nan Heming's shoulders and hugged Nan Heming's neck with both hands. He laughed dumbly. He had known that he could just pretend to cry.
He tried to hug the child, and when Feng Yi was stunned, Xiao Nan secretly stretched out his hand, made a hook with his little finger, and then showed a reassuring smile, revealing his cute little white teeth.
The loss of parting was suddenly filled. Feng Yi also hooked his little finger towards Nan Xiaonan and kissed it. Nan Xiaonan followed suit and kissed her too, diluting the loss of leaving.
After a whole day of tossing, Nan Xiaonan was finally tired. Nan Heming hugged her whole body and lay on Nan Heming's shoulders, snoring slightly as she slept.
Nan Heming's eyes were soft and soft, and he patted Nan Xiaonan's back gently, not daring to say anything.
"Are you tired?" Nan Qinse came to intervene, "Can I give you a hug?"
Nan Heming bared his teeth at Nan Qinse, held Nan Xiaonan three steps away from Nan Qinse, and extended his hand to Nan Heming to take it. The elder brother looked at the empty hands with an innocent face, pursed his lips and said nothing.
, exuding an unpleasant aura all over his body.
It was already late at night when she returned to Nan's house. He Xuanwan, who was waiting in the living room, heard the news about the returnee and immediately sat up from the sofa and came over with a worried look. When she saw Nan Xiaonan sleeping in Nan Heming's arms, she immediately wanted to take over.
, but was blocked two steps away by Nan Qinse calmly.
"Xiaonan has already fallen asleep. It's better to keep fussing." Lowering her voice, Nan Qinse saw Nan Heming going to the room specially prepared for Nan Xiaonan before speaking, "We'll talk about it tomorrow. I've already informed my father. He
I went directly to the company to work overtime. Today’s work is not finished yet. You can leave Xiaonan’s affairs alone for the time being. He Ming and I are here.”
"He is my child, how can I ignore him?" He Xuanwan finally accepted Nan Xiaonan's existence and took him back. After working hard for so long on psychological construction, now he was abandoned by his two stepsons.
Insert a bar across the board.
"You have never lived as a mother, and you are not suitable to take up the role of a mother immediately. Before you can do your part well, don't let Xiaonan pay too much attention to you." Five-year-old
Children are in a very sensitive period. He always remembers that his grandma in the country is not familiar with them. Before getting familiar with him, he is not willing to let Nan Xiaonan see even his biological mother. "Don't worry, I won't
I will deprive you of Xiaonan’s custody rights, he will only be... temporarily taken into my custody."
"What are you talking about? That's my child. Why do you need to take care of it? Do you treat Xiaonan as an object? What he needs is me, a mother. You are just his brother!" He Xuanwan suddenly gave birth to a kind of child.
Weird intuition: the two stepsons who were previously lukewarm towards Xiaonan now seem to be planning to rob his child.
However, Nan Qinse did not continue to entangle with He Xuanwan. She raised her slender and beautiful fingers to her mouth. However, his eyes looked extremely dark under the dim night light: "Shh, don't make a noise, he is very tired."
Now, I need a good sleep."
He Xuanwan didn't dare to speak, she could only look at the stepson who was talking nonsense in front of her, then turned and left.
Nan Qinse held the handle of Nan Xiaonan's room and pushed the door in. On the soft single bed, there was a small shadow. This child was still so short, but very bright. In the dark woods, this child
The child was more dazzling than anything else, attracting his attention and making it impossible to fill anything in his field of vision.
Nan Heming leaned next to Nan Xiaonan, with gentle eyes. He supported his head with one hand and carefully admired Nan Xiaonan's sleeping face. His already gorgeous younger brother was now more beautiful and charming than in any public period.
Nan Qinse knew in her heart that this was the moving color that would be revealed after being instilled with overflowing love. What about him...
What's his expression now? Is he like his second brother, unable to suppress the joy of regaining something in his heart and beaming with joy?
"Nan Heming, let's talk."
Too many things happened today. He was frantically looking for traces of Xiaonan, leaving behind the pain that was constantly filled with crowded memories in his mind. Such real memories and the pain that seemed to be engraved in the depths of his soul finally finally
It exploded after everything settled down, and he seemed to understand Nan Heming's thoughts now, wanting to look at him, looking at the child who only learned to cherish after losing it because of their neglect.
Only by looking at him can the pain in his heart be reduced. Only by looking at him and feeling him can the screaming pain be diluted by the faint fragrance of milk, allowing him to clear his eyes and see clearly that he is just a young man now.
Nan Heming followed Nan Qinse. The two of them were in the stairwell. They clearly said they wanted to talk, but they just walked out of Nan Xiaonan's room. The two of them were unwilling to leave another step.
"I thought he was a crybaby." Nan Heming's voice first broke the silence at the door, "He always loves to cry. In front of me, he cries like a fool. At that time, I was very impatient and cried.
What’s the use? Can it solve the problem? Can it help me?”
Nan Qinse leaned against the wall and closed his eyes. The image of the crying child in his memory flashed before his eyes. What did he do at that time?
Turn around and leave.
They are brothers after all, and his thoughts are surprisingly similar to those of Nan Heming.