"Dad is just like mother. He gave birth to Tongtong together, and then took care of Tongtong together. Tongtong is a family member who is as close as mother in this world." Shiyang tried to explain to her in plain language, "Just like you go When she was at school, Sister Minmin’s mother and father accompanied her to class, after school, and played with her. Sitting with her mother was Sister Minmin’s father.”
Tongtong nodded as if understanding, but also a little confused: "Then why, I don't have a father?"
"Tongtong also has a father." Shiyang told her softly, "It's just that Tongtong had to accompany her mother to study outside, and her mother forgot to tell her father."
Fu Jingchuan glanced at Shiyang in the rearview mirror.
Shiyang hugged Tongtong and explained to Tongtong very gently and patiently.
Tongtong's eyes were a little excited: "Then, where is my father?"
Shiyang looked at Fu Jingchuan.
She saw Fu Jingchuan's Adam's apple rolling up and down, and his hands on the steering wheel tightened slightly.
We were just at the intersection ahead, when the light turned from green to red.
Fu Jingchuan slowly stopped the car.
The noise on the road also stopped.
It was quiet in the car.
Fu Jingchuan did not look back, but on his handsome face against the light, he could see the slightly tight lines and the ups and downs of his Adam's apple.
Tongtong also looked at Fu Jingchuan in confusion, with puzzled eyes.
Shiyang hugged her tighter and whispered to her: "Tongtong, call daddy."
"dad?"
Tongtong shouted these two unfamiliar words in confusion, her expression was confused, and her voice was also confused.
Shiyang saw Fu Jingchuan tilting his head slightly toward the car window, his Adam's apple rolling even more, obviously trying to calm down.
Shiyang's throat was also a little choked, but she still nodded to Tongtong encouragingly: "Yes, Dad."
Tongtong's wide-open eyes due to confusion slowly melted into a little excitement, but she was still at a loss of learning and acceptance.
She called out again: "Dad, dad?"
It's like talking to oneself, and like slowly exploring the meaning behind these two words.
Fu Jingchuan's throat became more choked.
He turned around and hugged Tongtong gently.
Tongtong looked at him carefully with wide-open eyes, looking forward to it, but also afraid that her expectations would be disappointed. She asked him cautiously: "Uncle, are you my father?"
Fu Jingchuan stroked her hair with his palms, looked into her eyes, and nodded slowly and seriously: "Well, I am Tongtong's father."
There was even more excitement in Tongtong's eyes, and she couldn't help but confirm step by step: "Then, will you accompany me to class like sister Minmin's father?"
"Of course." Fu Jingchuan's deep voice was hoarse and gentle.
"Then, will you accompany me and play with your mother? Eat together, go to many, many fun places, and play rustling together?" Tongtong's eyes were even more excited, and she confirmed further in a small voice.
"Of course." Fu Jingchuan said hoarsely, "Wherever Tongtong wants to go from now on, father and mother will accompany Tongtong."
"Then," Tongtong thought seriously, "if mom is injured, will dad also stay with mom?"
Fu Jingchuan stroked her hair and nodded: "Of course."
Tongtong was even more excited, but she couldn't help but feel a little aggrieved when she remembered the last time her mother was injured. She couldn't help but start complaining to Fu Jingchuan: "Last time, my mother's head was injured. I wanted to call and tell my uncle, but uncle, you She didn't answer my call, but an aunt answered my call, and I told her that I was looking for my uncle, and then the aunt hung up on me."
Fu Jingchuan: "..."
Shiyang couldn't help but glance at Fu Jingchuan.
Fu Jingchuan coughed slightly and saw that the red light ahead had turned green. He slowly drove out and asked her, "Did Tongtong call the wrong number?"
Tongtong was a little confused when asked this question.
"Uncle..." Fu Jingchuan instinctively called her "uncle" and quickly corrected him, "Dad has no aunt at home, and dad lives alone."
"But, I used my aunt's mobile phone to make the call." Tongtong didn't understand either. "There is really an aunt who is talking, and there is also an uncle who is also talking."
Fu Jingchuan frowned and roughly understood. He guessed that the line was busy when he called.
"Tongtong, do you still remember what the uncle and aunt were talking about?" Fu Jingchuan asked.
Tongtong tried hard to remember, and tried to learn it while thinking: "I'm sorry, you... um... phone... um... call... Saori..."
She couldn't repeat the rest.
"Those are not the uncles and aunts from my father's family." Fu Jingchuan said to her softly, "they are the uncles and aunts working on the phone."
"Oh." Tongtong nodded in understanding. Knowing that she was not her uncle's aunt, she was inexplicably excited, and couldn't help but continue to ask Fu Jingchuan, "Does your uncle also come to my home often? "
"It's dad." Fu Jingchuan couldn't help but correct her softly, "From now on, dad and mom will live with Tongtong."
"Then..." Tongtong was a little confused again, "Will dad sleep with mom and me?"
Shiyang: "..."
Fu Jingchuan glanced at Shiyang.
Shiyang coughed lightly and gently turned away Tongtong's attention: "Tongtong, dad is driving. Let's not talk to affect dad's driving."
"good."
Tongtong nodded obediently, and immediately closed her mouth and said nothing, but she couldn't help but keep looking at Fu Jingchuan secretly. After taking one look, she whispered, "Dad, dad?", and continued to become familiar with and adapt to this word and The joy of identity.
Ever since Shiyang told her to call her daddy, she has been calling these two words in such a confused and slightly excited manner. Even after confirming step by step, the word "daddy" was still not included in her words. Too much emotion, more just confusion and recognition of new things.
Shiyang and Fu Jingchuan did not deliberately break or correct her understanding. They just allowed her to ponder and taste it over and over again, giving her time to slowly adapt and accept it.
The car soon stopped downstairs in the community where Shiyang lived.
Tongtong, who was still thinking about the word "dad", glanced out of the car window in confusion, and then looked at Fu Jingchuan.
Fu Jingchuan was unbuckling his seat belt, pushed the door open and got out of the car, then opened the rear door and reached out to her.
Tongtong climbed onto Fu Jingchuan's body consciously, her moist eyes still staring at Fu Jingchuan's side face motionlessly.
Fu Jingchuan's attention had returned to Shiyang. He opened the car door for her and let her get out of the car.
Tongtong stared at Fu Jingchuan's calm and beautiful profile. When her little mouth pursed, she called him very seriously and carefully: "Dad."
Shiyang saw Fu Jingchuan's hand pressing on the car door paused and his head turned away slightly, but he hugged Tongtong tighter, brushed his cheek against hers, and said nothing.
Shiyang's eyes couldn't help but feel a little wet, and he turned his head slightly.
