Chapter 338 Children Don’t Have Hatred
This is unexpected.
After all, it was indeed late today, and Shen Hanxing had wanted to announce the results tomorrow morning.
Unexpectedly, Shen Qianxun was still asleep.
She explained the situation first.
Shen Qianxun asked.
"Mom, should I live with him?"
Without waiting for Shen Hanxing to respond.
He said again.
"It's okay. My room has two beds. It can accommodate you."
Shen Hanxing couldn’t help but feel guilty.
In fact, she brought people here suddenly.
Tomorrow morning, the Shen family might still feel resentful about this matter.
But today, let the children have a good rest first.
"Xunxun, thank you for understanding."
"Then Chengcheng, are you willing to live with Xunxun?"
Shen Hanxing had no choice, these two were boys.
And they are all grown up and can't be with her.
In addition, at this age, it is indeed necessary to exercise independence.
Fu Yicheng has a bad temper and lives in too many villas in the Fu family.
I'm afraid it's...
"Can."
Fu Yicheng actually didn't think there was anything wrong with it at all.
"Xunxun and I will share a room. Mom, you must be very tired today. You should get some rest early."
"Good night, Mom."
It seemed as if he was afraid that Shen Hanxing would worry.
They also held hands and returned to the room together.
Although I relaxed immediately upon entering the room.
…
The room had new light blue curtains. When the evening breeze lifted the corners, you could see two small beds side by side, each with a star-shaped night light at the head of the bed.
Shen Qianxun was wearing light grey cartoon pajamas, with pale blue marks on her knees from falling in kindergarten during the day. She was clutching the corner of the quilt and staring at the brown bear at the end of the bed.
That was what his mother put under his pillow yesterday, saying, "The little bear will protect little Xunxun's treasure for her."
Fu Yicheng climbed onto the bed holding a pillow with a fire truck pattern on it, his eyelashes still stained with milk stains from before bed.
He secretly glanced at Shen Qianxun in the bed next to him and saw that the other party was staring at the little bear in a daze.
He suddenly remembered that when he was in kindergarten, the teacher praised the sun drawn by Chen Qianxun for looking like her mother's smiling face, while the fire truck he drew was said to have "too many colors."
Pursing his lips, he deliberately pushed the pillow to the middle, causing the wooden bed board to creak.
“You, you squeezed to my side.” Shen Qianxun’s voice was as soft and gentle as a little animal, and his fingers twisted the rabbit button on his pajamas.
He had actually noticed Fu Yicheng's actions a long time ago.
From the moment his mother announced that they would be living in the same room, he knew that it would be difficult for the two of them to live in peace.
Fu Yicheng immediately pulled the pillow back, but accidentally knocked over the glass of water on the bedside table.
With a crisp "bang", the two of them tensed up at the same time, their eyes looking towards the door.
I was afraid of waking up my mother in the next room.
Fortunately, there was no sound of footsteps. Only the warm light of the night lamp cast tiny shadows on the wall, like a handful of broken stars.
The crisis is over.
The tense atmosphere just now also became mild.
The two children didn't know what to say.
for a long time.
Fu Yicheng suddenly asked.
"Tell me, does Mom like you or me?"
"She...she likes them all."
Shen Qianxun whispered, his fingers unconsciously stroking the little bear’s ears, “Just like…just like the little bear and the fire truck, both can be placed in the eyes of the mother.”
Fu Yicheng pursed his lips.
"You'll definitely be liked by Mom if you say that, but it's definitely not what you really mean."
Suddenly, the cry of a night owl was heard outside the window. Fu Yicheng yawned and his eyelids began to twitch.
He secretly rubbed his feet towards the edge of Shen Qianxun's bed, and felt the other's small feet moving in the quilt, but he did not avoid it.
"Actually... I saw you crying." He suddenly said without thinking, "You were covered with the quilt, but the little bear's ears were exposed, so he could see you..."
Shen Qianxun's face immediately became hot. Last night, he did hide in the quilt and shed tears, afraid that Fu Yicheng would snatch away his mother's hug, afraid that he would no longer be the only treasure in his mother's heart.
But now, listening to the boy beside him mumbling sleepily, he suddenly realized that the other's eyelashes cast small shadows under his eyes, like two little butterflies wanting to spread their wings, as gentle as the stars drawn by his mother.
"You're tossing and turning while hugging your pillow." Shen Qianxun reached out and touched Fu Yicheng's pillow. The fire truck pattern glowed faintly under the night light. "Are you... afraid of the dark too?"
He was answered by a soft snoring.
Fu Yicheng had fallen asleep without knowing when, his mouth slightly open, and the uneaten fruit candy still clenched in his hand.
Shen Qianxun looked at his little head tilted on the pillow and carefully helped him pull the quilt up.
The door hinge made a very light "click" sound at this time, and Shen Hanxing pushed the door in with a cup of warm milk.
In the warm yellow light, she saw that the distance between the two small beds had shortened a lot.
Fu Yicheng's feet quietly stretched into the edge of Shen Qianxun's bed, and Shen Qianxun's hand was resting on Fu Yicheng's pillow, with half a card with a little sun drawn on it in his palm.
"Silly child." A gentle smile appeared on the corner of her lips.
Putting down the milk cup, Shen Hanxing took out two small hairpins from his pocket and gently pinned them on their pillows.
The one for Shen Qianxun was in the shape of a star, and the one for Fu Yicheng was in the shape of a fire truck, with small characters for "Xun" and "Cheng" engraved on the edge of the metal.
The night wind lifted the curtains, and a fresh fragrance slipped in, brushing against the two children's crossed fingertips, brushing against the night light at the head of the bed, and gently kneading the warm light into their dreams.
The moon outside the window peeked in quietly and saw that the two little people on the bed had become close to each other without anyone noticing.
Fu Yicheng's head rested on Shen Qianxun's shoulder, and Shen Qianxun's fingers were hooked on Fu Yicheng's pajamas belt, like two little animals huddled together, dreaming about love and warmth in their little nest.
…
The awkwardness and temptation of this night quietly melted away in the dim light before dawn.
Just like two small moons with sharp edges, slowly polishing each other's halo, I finally understand that mother's arms are so big.
Big enough to hold all the anxieties and desires of two children.
When the first ray of sunlight climbed up the curtains, Shen Qianxun opened his eyes dazedly and saw Fu Yicheng holding up the star-shaped hairpin and looking at it, his eyelashes casting tiny shadows under his eyes.
Fu Yicheng suddenly stuffed the hairpin into Shen Qianxun’s hand, “Your star, my fire truck… She didn’t make a mistake.”
Shen Qianxun looked at the stars in his palm and suddenly smiled.
At this moment, amid the sound of birds singing outside the window, the laughter of two children rose gently, like a handful of broken candies, sweet and flowing in the morning light.
All the worries I had before have now vanished into thin air.
Until Ruan Susu's voice came.
"Han Xing, come out, I have something to tell you."
Shen Hanxing poked her head out, "Mom, what's wrong?"
"I heard that you won custody. I need to know your true thoughts on this matter."
"After all, Chengcheng once..."
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