"She's not my mother!"
Xiao Bao calmly shook his head, "She doesn't see me in her eyes, and she doesn't smell like a mother. She's not my mother!"
Children's words are always strange.
It seemed like he was sulking, but it also seemed like he was serious.
But Fu Yanci understood.
He has no intention of going back to Lin Kerou.
Xiao Bao looked at the string of ants crawling out of the crack in the wall and said softly, "A smiling mother, an angry mother, only has her baby in her eyes. Even when she's angry, it's only at her baby. After she's done being angry, she still loves her baby the most. But she's not like that."
As if recalling the scenes from several times when he saw Lin Kerou, Xiaobao shook his head, "When she smiled, it wasn't at me. When she cried, it was even less so. Even... even when I was little, when she hit me, she didn't treat me like her child."
"Uncle..."
Xiao Bao looked up at Fu Yanci and said, "The book says that there are no parents who are always wrong. It's understandable if parents make mistakes. Do you think so?"
Fu Yanci was taken aback. The feeling he had just had—that Xiaobao wasn't Xiaobao, but rather his childhood self—became even stronger. "Then, what do you think?"
I don't think so.
Xiao Bao shook his head. "Love is mutual and fluid. I feel your love for me. When that love flows back to me, if I'm grateful, I'll give you more in return. If I'm indifferent, I'll love myself more and give you less in return. But more or less, this love flows back and forth."
But he didn't feel this flowing love from Lin Kerou.
"She pushed me away first, she didn't want me."
"Although she came back, and although I don't know why she wanted my forgiveness and wanted to continue being my mother, she couldn't see me in her eyes."
"I don't want to go back to the past, nor do I want a mother who doesn't see me and doesn't love me. Books say that parents are never wrong, so let that sentence remain in the books. All I know is that I'm happier without her."
If it weren't for the fact that he personally brought Xiaobao back to the Fu family when he was two years old, and that he had raised him all these years, Fu Yanci would almost doubt that the child speaking in front of him was Xiaobao.
However, upon hearing Xiao Bao's words, Fu Yanci felt inexplicably relieved.
It's as if I've let it go a little.
"Okay, whatever you say!"
Fu Yanci patted Xiaobao's head, "You'll be the same as before. You're still Fu Muzhi, the young master of the Fu family. As for her, you can see her if you want, or tell Uncle Ning if you don't. You have your great-grandmother, Ye Xiaoli and me, and your classmates..." You just don't have a father and mother.
The last sentence sounded particularly cruel, and Fu Yanci hesitated, unable to say it.
Xiao Bao looked up, his smile bright, "It's okay, I have you and Ye Xiaoli, that's enough!"
I was a little afraid of Fu Yanci yesterday, afraid that he would sullen down if we disagreed.
But at this moment, Xiao Bao realized that he was no longer afraid.
No matter how fierce the uncle is, he would never slash his neck with a dagger like a kidnapper.
Moreover, with Ye Xiaoli around, Uncle couldn't be fierce at all.
All I can picture is the image of my chubby little boy with braided pigtails running into his father's arms after school.
Xiao Bao mustered up his courage and grabbed Fu Yanci's arm, "Uncle, do you know... why I chose Ye Xiaoli?"
"Why?"
"Ye Xiaoli smells like her mother."
"What does Mom's cooking taste like?"
"Warm and fragrant, a kind of...smell that makes you feel happy and at ease."
"But she can only be Ye Xiaoli. A-Li can't give birth to a son as big as you!"
"Okay, okay, I know! Don't worry, Uncle, I won't try to take Ye Xiaoli away from you!"
"..."
Fu Yanci felt that he still preferred the little Bao whose eyes could speak.
That talkative little boy is so noisy!
I sent Xiaobao back to his room to take a nap.
I called Xiaobao's doctor again and scheduled an appointment for him early tomorrow morning.
Fu Yanci got up and walked towards his room.
As you push open the door, a faint fragrance fills the air.
It smells like the warm, cozy sunlight streaming into a room wide open in the morning.
It's like the light perfume scent on Ye Li, with a faint pear blossom fragrance.
It's warm and cozy.
It smells good.
When Fu Yanci opened the bedroom door and saw the girl sleeping peacefully on the bed, he looked at her quietly and couldn't help but let out a soft sigh.
Xiao Bao is right.
Ali truly brings happiness and peace of mind.
Even if she said nothing or did nothing, just her quiet presence was the greatest happiness for him.
What's more, she did so much for him.
I was half asleep when I felt the mattress sink a little.
Ye Li was startled. Before she could even open her eyes, she smelled the unique sandalwood scent emanating from Fu Yanci.
After muttering something, Ye Li snuggled closer to him, her mind going blank.
When I opened my eyes again, it was already dark outside the window.
A warm orange light emanated from the corner of the wall, mostly obscured by the seated man.
Ye Li blinked and looked up at Fu Yanci, only to be met with the man's deep gaze.
"woke up?"
Taking the laptop from his body, Fu Yanci bent down and hugged Ye Li, "Ali, I love you!"
? ? ?
The sudden confession made Ye Li's already unclear mind even more confused. "Why?"
Fu Yanci was taken aback, then couldn't help but laugh, "Ali, do I need a reason to love you?"
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