The boy was born beautiful, even if he cried when he was angry, he was still pitiful and cute.
His black eyes were moist and wet, and crystal clear drops of water fell from his eyes as if they were free, soon wetting his entire face.
He seemed extremely aggrieved.
It could be seen that he was sobbing out of anger or sadness.
Jiang Yue knelt down. The coercive threats would not scare her away, but the heartbreaking tears made her soften easily.
She is born to be a soft-spoken person.
She slowly wiped his little face with a tissue. The boy's little face was white and red, and there were tears hanging on his thick long eyelashes. His eyes were dark, and he looked at her, for fear that she would die in the next second. To disappear.
Jiang Yue felt depressed, an emotion she had never felt before.
It was probably because seeing him crying like this made me feel uncomfortable.
Is this distressing?
Jiang Yue was stunned for a while, then slowly put her palm flat on her heart. It was indeed a little uncomfortable.
They all say that only by not being trapped in your heart can you not be trapped by emotion.
Why would she have feelings for a character in a book?
Love, hate, anger, and delusion were all cut off when she entered this body. She felt that she had always been an outsider.
So she lives a wanton life and does whatever she wants.
She won't abide by the system's requirements, and she won't care what others think of her.
Jiang Yue came back to her senses. She touched the child's face. It was soft. She couldn't help but pinch it. She opened her eyes and lied to the child: "I don't want you."
The child in front of me is a very smart child.
Not easy to fool.
Her Royal Highness had enough fatherly and motherly love during her childhood, and she was considered a little princess who grew up in love.
When the sun was shining brightly, his father would push her on the swing as high as she could, as high as she could fly.
The queen mother would sleep with her and tell her stories. The priceless jewelry in the brocade box became toys in her palms.
What she lacks most is love.
Your Highness the Princess doesn’t know what it’s like to be unloved.
That's why she used to feel confused when the boy in front of her insisted on clinging to her.
"Do you think you can still find me now?" Jiang Yue sighed. This kid is good at everything. He has a good personality, a good temper, is smart and quiet, and doesn't look like a future villain at all.
The only bad thing is that he is too clingy.
Although she didn't say it usually, every time she was not at home, she would always see a beautiful little boy looking at her longingly at the door of her room before going out.
"Mom, you lied to me." The boy said expressionlessly.
Jiang Yue was stunned in embarrassment, why did he suddenly become so sharp! ?
She held his hand, and the sulking little boy did not push her away, but silently let her hold his hand.
Jiang Yue abruptly changed the subject, "What happened to the injury on your face? Did Zhou Ji hit you?"
The boy shook his head, looking gloomy as if he didn't want to say anything.
Zhou Ji answered for him: "He had a fight with his kindergarten classmate."
Jiang Yue didn't expect that Zhou Zhengchu, a child who seemed so sweet and sweet, would fight with his classmates in the kindergarten class. There was a blood stain as big as a thumb on his cheek.
How can children not be noisy among themselves?
It's just that he looked like he had lost the battle. No wonder he was dejected when he first came in.
Jiang Yue asked: "Did you lose the battle?"
Zhou Ji said lightly: "No."
Kindergarten ends at four o'clock, and it's almost six o'clock now.
The reason why he came so late was to deal with the aftermath of this incident.
The opponent was a fat man who was stronger than Zhou Zhengchu, but he was beaten to the point where he was unable to fight back and needed to be hospitalized for a period of time.
The fat man was so frightened that he cried.
Adults have their own adult world, and children have their own child's world.
I heard it from my parents and casually talked about it in the kindergarten.
"Zhou Zhengchu, my mother and father said that your parents are getting divorced, and I overheard it! From now on, like classmate Ding Lele, you can only choose between father and mother."
Zhou Zhengchu wore the clothes his mother bought for him to go to school today. He was clean and tidy, and he looked like a well-raised child.
There are also very cute dinosaur patterns on the clothes.
The boy who was usually not angry suddenly became very angry: "Don't talk nonsense."
The fat man said persistently: "I'm not talking nonsense. Everyone knows this. Are you going to follow your father or your mother in the future? If they have other children in the future, they won't want you. It's really pitiful." ”
Zhou Zhengchu looked at him coldly and said nothing.
Although the fat man was frightened by his eyes, he did not want to admit defeat. Children are also very competitive among themselves: "Your mother just doesn't want you anymore."
"Your father will never want you again."
"Ding Lele's parents had a new child one year after their divorce."
Not long after he finished speaking.
The sound of crying came from the classroom.
The kindergarten teacher heard the crying and rushed into the classroom, and immediately called the parents.
When Zhou Ji picked up his son from the kindergarten, the boy obediently let his father hold him. After getting in the car, he lowered his eyes and whispered as if to himself: "Mom doesn't want me anymore."
Zhou Ji paused, helped him fasten his seat belt, and said calmly: "She doesn't want you."
After a moment of silence, Zhou Ji continued: "It's me she doesn't want."
Then, Zhou Ji brought the child to Jiang Yue. He controlled it just right so as not to give her the feeling that he was still stalking her.
"It's the weekend soon. Let him stay with you for the next two days." Zhou Ji seemed to be a very qualified father. His suggestions seemed to come from the bottom of his heart and were only considering the healthy growth of his children, showing that he had no selfish motives. "I'll pick him up the day after tomorrow," he said in a frank manner.
Jiang Yue said: "But I have to record the show tomorrow."
Zhou Jiyun said calmly: "Then take him to the recording site tomorrow."
Jiang Yue frowned, "Isn't this not good?"
Zhou Ji raised her eyebrows and glanced at the child who was holding her hand tightly, "You can ask his opinion."
Jiang Yue looked down and said nothing.
It felt like the child's eyes were already filled with tears of grievance.
She deserved it.
Jiang Yue said seriously: "I don't have time to take care of him."
Zhou Ji pondered for a moment and said calmly: "Well, he can take care of you."
The man lowered his eyes to look at the child, the tenderness in his eyes faded a bit, and there was no such passion as when he looked at her just now. He seriously warned: "Take good care of your mother, you know?"
Jiang Yue: "..."
