Shanshan means that seriously.
Since Chinese Valentine's Day, she has been frowning and thinking alone for many days. Wen Yiqing was busy on weekdays, and she was also distracted during this time. She was absent-minded all day long, and she didn't notice what was going on in her head.
So Shanshan lay on the bed every day, counting the patterns on the bed curtains, thinking about his father, and slowly figured out the matter.
Not all parents in the world love their children. She had seen examples of stones with her own eyes. Brother Shitou is so good that his mother doesn't want him. And she can't make up little birds. She only eats snacks and spends money. Even when she goes to school, she gets slapped on the palm by her master. Her father doesn't want to recognize her, but that's because of love. Can be forgiven.
Otherwise, why did the Bodhisattva never appear after she prayed to him so many times?
Thinking of this, Shanshan was sad for a few days. He couldn't even bring up his favorite snacks when he put them in front of him, and they all ended up in Shi Shi's belly. Fortunately, she was an optimistic and cheerful little girl. After being sad for a few days, she comforted herself.
There are so many people who want to be her stepfather, including Uncle Shen and Mr. He. They all like her mother and are very kind to her. She, her mother, and brother Shitou were living well. If her mother remarried, Shanshan wouldn't mind as long as her stepfather was a good man and would be kind to them.
Bian Chen thought it was impossible.
When the words came out of his biological little daughter's mouth, it was like a big hand was shaking things in his chest, making his chest feel extremely tight.
He had thousands of words to say, but looking at the little girl's innocent and kind appearance, he was speechless. After a long time, he held back a sentence: "It's not good."
Shan Shan puzzled: "What's wrong?"
"The stepfather is not good." Bian Chen reached out and stroked her head: "How do you know that they will treat you as their own and treat you like... like your biological father?"
"Uncle Shen is very good to me." Shanshan corrected him seriously: "Every time he has something good, he thinks of me, but my mother won't let me accept it. And Uncle Shen and my mother are childhood sweethearts, just like ...Just like me and Brother Shitou, I also like Brother Shitou."
"..."
Shitou sat upright and felt the emperor's gaze coming over him, scraping his body like a knife. Big beads of sweat fell from his forehead. His body tensed and he did not dare to glance around.
Shanshan sighed again: "Although Uncle Shen is nice, his mother doesn't like me, and Mr. He is so busy that I don't even see him a few times in school... Alas, it's not me who has the final say on this matter. They all listen to my mother.”
"..."
Bian Chen stiffly raised the corners of his lips, but couldn't smile.
Shanshan picked up another carrot and continued to feed the horse. The white horse moved restlessly, and she also shook her head, with the little tug on her head spinning in the air.
Bian Chen stared at it for a while.
After a long while, he suddenly said: "Do you like this horse?"
Shanshan: "I like it!"
"If you like it, I'll give it to you, how about it?"
"Give it to me?!" Shanshan raised his head and looked at him in surprise: "Uncle Emperor, are you serious?... But my mother won't let me raise it."
Bian Chen stroked her head: "Then keep it here with me, but you have to remember that you have to come and take care of it every day. Since it is your horse, you have to take responsibility."
Shanshan looked at the big horse in front of her again. Thinking that it was already her horse, it seemed to be extraordinary. She excitedly stretched out her hand to touch the texture of the white horse's belly and said happily: "Uncle Emperor, don't worry, I will definitely do it." Raised well!”
Bian Jichen nodded and said, "If you miss your father, you can come to me."
"Uncle the Emperor?"
The emperor said softly: "I will take you to ride a horse."
Shanshan looked at him with bright eyes. She still remembered the feeling of riding a horse. When the horse jumped, it felt like she was flying. The wind blew across her face, and it seemed that all her worries were blown away.
"Um!"
…
At night, Wen Yiqing sat at the table and reconciled the accounts.
The carved wooden window was half open, frogs were chirping outside the window, and the night wind was blowing slowly. Suddenly, a paper bird flew in from the window and landed in front of her.
Her eyes followed him subconsciously.
She picked up the paper bird, seeing that it looked childish and looked like another stone toy for Shanshan to fold, and put it aside casually. At this moment, the little girl happily ran past the window with a kite, blowing in like a gust of wind.
“Mother——” Shanshan ran in happily: “Look, the kite Brother Shitou made for me!”
Wen Yiqing's eyes curved.
The kite was made of bamboo bones with a layer of white paper on it. There was no pattern at all. Shanshan put the kite in front of her and said eagerly: "Mom, help me draw it."
"good."
She pushed the account book and abacus aside, and while sharpening the ink, she asked, "What do you want to draw?"
Shanshan thought for a while: "Draw Sun Wukong."
Wen Yiqing nodded and was about to put down his pen when he heard the little girl shaking her head: "No more Sun Wukong, mother, draw a horse instead. I want a white horse."
"White horse?"
"Um!"
She had no doubt that she had it, so she dropped the brush and quickly drew a horse on it. He has a heroic appearance and a strong body. After finishing the painting, she waited again, but did not hear the second request.
Shanshan only wants a horse and nothing else. She couldn't put it down and held the kite in her hands: "Mom, let's go fly a kite next time?"
Wen Yiqing agreed casually.
Then he wondered: "When did you stop liking Sun Wukong and liking White Dragon Horse?"
"What?" Shanshan opened his round eyes and looked at her blankly: "
What white dragon horse? "
Wen Yiqing pointed to the kite.
"This is not a white dragon horse, this is..." It was a horse given to her by the emperor's uncle!
But Shanshan couldn't tell her. If her mother knew that she went horse riding secretly, she would definitely be worried. Her eyes rolled around and she changed her words: "Mom, I want a horse."
"horse?"
"Mom, I want to ride a big horse. Can I get a horse?"
Wen Yiqing refused as expected: "You are so young, and you are not as tall as a horse's legs, so how can you ride it? If you accidentally fall off and break your leg, you won't even have time to cry."
Shan Shan is not disappointed even if he is rejected. The emperor's uncle next door had given her a big horse and kept it next door. The emperor's uncle also promised her that she could go to him anytime she wanted to ride it. She couldn't tell her mother. Shanshan also had his own little horse. It's a secret.
She held her kite and was about to run out excitedly. Wen Yiqing quickly grabbed her and handed her the paper bird that had just flown to her table.
Shanshan took a look and said, "This is not mine."
"It's not yours?"
"Brother Shitou can only fold small frogs, but not birds."
As soon as her hand was loosened, Shanshan happily took the kite and ran to find rocks to show off.
Wen Yiqing was left stunned for a moment. She lowered her head and looked at the paper bird again, only to find that there was still a little ink stain on the edge of its wings. She opened the paper bird and discovered that it was a letter.
The handwriting looked familiar, it was the person who invited her to meet at the back door tonight.
Wen Yiqing: "..."
She quickly threw away the letter as if her hands were hot, sat back at the table, pulled the account book over, and absentmindedly fiddled with the abacus.
But somehow, she couldn't help but glance over there.
Wen Yiqing bit her lower lip hard.
After a long time, she closed her eyes, made up her mind, pushed the things in front of her away, picked up her dress and walked out.
The maid wanted to follow but was stopped by her. She held up a lantern and took a look at Shanshan first. The little girl has had enough fun and is now sitting with Shitou doing homework. The nurse is accompanying her and is dozing off little by little. She glanced at it, then lowered her head and walked slowly towards the back door.
The servants in the house also rested. The further you walked toward the back door, the fewer people there were. Eventually, the only sounds were the cicadas and frogs. The wind rustled through the lush vegetation.
Wen Yiqing opened the door with a lantern and saw a figure standing at the base of the wall.
Bian Chen said: "It's me."
She breathed a sigh of relief.
Looking through the weak candlelight, the man's body was covered with night dew, and he had been standing here for an unknown period of time. Her heart skipped a beat, and she turned her head in panic, staring at the long shadow cast on the wall, and handed over the letter from the paper bird.
"Why do you want to find me, and why are you so secretive? You can't even go through the main entrance?"
Bian Chen said: "I originally wanted to go through the front door, but I went to your shop to look for you, and the clerk said you were not here. There was no owner to invite you. I didn't know when you were home, so I didn't dare to come rashly. It's already late at night. It would be even more untimely for me to visit him for an interview, so I can only do this."
Wen Yiqing: "..."
She tucked the messy hair behind her ears and said calmly: "It's an unlucky thing that you came here. I happened to be away when you came. You have always been good at pleasing Shanshan, why didn't you let her invite you?"
Bian Chen smiled bitterly: "I don't know why, even Shanshan is avoiding me after Chinese Valentine's Day."
"..."
Wen Yiqing looked away in embarrassment.
During this period of time, even she herself was too preoccupied to care about her little daughter's thoughts.
A cat meowed from somewhere, the sound was shrill and shrill, one after another, she shuddered subconsciously, and the back of her neck felt numb.
She quickly came back to her senses and looked up. In the night, the emperor followed his voice and looked into the distance, turning sideways to block the weak light of the lantern. It was a remote and secret place. There were only two of them, and they seemed to be doing something shameful. Be careful.
You should really be careful when talking about this person's identity. And because of his identity, he is indeed invisible to others.
The night wind blew by, the lights swayed, the fingertips hanging by the side curled up, and even the toes began to feel numb.
"Why did you come to see me today?" Wen Yiqing whispered.
"I'll return the things."
Bian Chen took out a familiar Sun Wukong mask from her arms. She thought for a long time that it was Shanshan's most precious mask.
On Chinese Valentine's Day, Shanshan was tired from playing and fell asleep before he got home. Finally, his mother took him back. The remaining two people were in a hurry and even forgot to return their masks.
Wen Yiqing: "..."
She quickly remembered what happened behind the mask. For a moment, her energy and blood surged up, and her cheeks and ears began to feel hot, and she didn't dare to reach out to pick her up. Fortunately, it was dark and no one would notice anything strange about her.
She said calmly: "It's just a mask. It's not worth a few cents. Even Shanshan himself doesn't remember it. You can just ask someone to send it back to you. Why bother sending it here yourself?"
Bian Chen said "hmm", "I still have something on my mind."
"What?"
"Shanshan asked me to help her find her father today."
"..."
He remembered in a low voice: "She also said that she doesn't want her biological father anymore, whether it's Shen or He, no matter who the stepfather is, she will listen to you."
"..." Wen Yiqing was stunned.
The emperor lowered his eyes, and his tall figure cast a long shadow, covering her.
His eyes were dim and unclear: "You didn't refuse that day. I think I should be able to get an answer for myself."
