Qin Songmo pursed his thin lips into a straight line, his brows furrowed. After a long moment, he softly spoke, "Maybe I haven't had enough rest during this period."
Not being able to hear my little daughter’s voice feels like the connection between me and her is broken.
The suffocating feeling in his heart made Qin Songmo feel uncomfortable for the first time.
He took a deep breath and looked at his little daughter solemnly, "Please think about it again, Daddy wants to confirm it again."
Li Shengyi nodded obediently, his thoughts wandering to the dung fork still in his yard.
When she came to her senses, she saw that her father's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.
Qin Songmo is good at reading people's expressions. His little daughter usually likes to show her emotions on the surface. He could naturally tell whether she was thinking about something just now.
But he did not hear his little daughter's voice. Not to mention her voice, there were only the father and daughter in the entire dining room. Apart from the voices of the father and daughter talking, there was no other sound.
After confirming that he could not hear his little daughter's inner voice, Qin Songmo's already furrowed brows suddenly wrinkled into the shape of a "川" character.
Li Shengyi took in every expression on his face.
She stretched out her fingers and gently stroked his wrinkled brows. She said, "Don't worry, Daddy. Let's ask Second Daddy to come and take a look, okay?"
Li Shengyi was also a little confused.
Her inner voice came strangely and disappeared strangely.
Even though she already had a reason in her mind, she still planned to let Meng Jiuan try to see if it was only her father who couldn't hear her thoughts, or if no one else could hear them.
When Qingfeng invited Meng Jiuan to the dining hall, the latter had not even brushed off the snowflakes on his head.
Because he was going to retire and return home after the New Year, he had been hanging out in the military camp for many years, making a lot of friends and attending drinking parties.
Even though he used the excuse that his little daughter didn't like the smell of alcohol, he finally couldn't resist the persuasion and had two drinks.
Before entering the prime minister's residence, he deliberately jogged twice in front of the gate to get rid of the smell of alcohol on his body.
Only when Qingfeng said that there was no smell of alcohol if one did not smell it carefully did he feel at ease to enter the prime minister's residence.
"Shengyi, Second Daddy is here~"
I heard his voice before I saw him.
In the dining room, Li Shengyi was sitting in Qin Songmo's arms. After hearing the voice, the father and daughter both turned their heads to look towards the door of the dining room.
As soon as Meng Jiuan stepped into the dining room, he saw the father and daughter both looking at him, and they kept sizing him up and down.
I couldn't help but lower my head to take a look at what I was wearing today. The ultramarine robe and the buttoned waist belt were not undone, and the jade pendant tassel hanging around my waist was in good condition.
Could it be that there is something on my face?
He touched his face, but didn't feel anything dirty. Meng Jiuan's doubts intensified. "No, why are you staring at me like that?"
He caught a glimpse of the dining table full of food, his eyes lit up, and he immediately pulled a round stool and sat down at the table.
He casually picked up the clean bowl and chopsticks next to him, and just as he picked up a piece of food with chopsticks and was about to put it into his mouth, a soft and sticky sound exploded in his ears.
"Second Daddy, can you still hear my voice?"
Meng Jiuan is a carefree person on weekdays, especially during this period of time when he was busy dealing with the affairs of the Prime Minister's Mansion. After his friend and little daughter finally woke up, his friend dragged him to the tavern to practice for him.
So many days had passed, but he hadn't realized at all whether he could still hear his little daughter's thoughts.
Blinking blankly, he turned around and looked at the father and daughter beside him.
Seeing that the two were still staring at him with those stern faces, he chuckled, "Of course I can. Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Really? Then what was I thinking just now, can you tell me, Second Daddy?"
Meng Jiuan exclaimed, "Shengyi, what were you thinking about just now? How come I don't know?!"
He really didn't know what his little daughter was thinking just now.
Thinking that his attention was focused on the dishes, he frowned and spoke tentatively, "Second Daddy was just thinking about eating. Shengyi, if you want another one, Second Daddy can tell Shengyi."
So Li Shengyi thought about the dung fork again.
Meng Jiuan: ...
"Have you finished thinking?"
"I've thought it through." Li Shengyi nodded.
"No, how come you've finished thinking? Where's your inner voice? Why haven't I heard anything?"
With a clang, the chopsticks fell onto the plate, making a crisp sound.
Meng Jiuan stared at his little daughter with eyes wide open, his eyes full of disbelief.
He turned sideways and lifted his friend's little daughter into his own arms. He lowered his head and stared at the person in his arms. "What you said just now doesn't count. Shengyi, think about it again."
"Don't think about it anymore," Li Shengyi rejected his request, "Daddy can't hear my voice anymore."
"Calculating the time, it should have happened after Su Jinrou's death, because Su Jinrou was the heroine of this storybook. The heroine's death completely ruined the plot, so the fathers couldn't hear my voice anymore."
Qin Songmo frowned and looked at his little daughter, "Su Jinrou is dead, the plot is completely ruined, but we are not dead."
According to what the youngest daughter said before, if Su Jinrou is the heroine of this world, now that the heroine is dead, they should die as well.
Because the plot has fallen apart.
But now they are not dead, they just can no longer hear their little daughter's voice.
"My inner voice originally emerged as the plot unfolded. Now that the plot has collapsed, my inner voice has naturally disappeared."
"Dad is very smart, but not so smart in this matter."
Li Shengyi turned his head to look at Qin Songmo, and when he said the last sentence, there was obviously a hint of ridicule in his eyes.
Qin Songmo humbly asked for advice, "In this respect, Daddy really doesn't have good intentions and wisdom."
Li Shengyi chuckled at the compliment, looking adorable and innocent, causing Qin Songmo to raise the corners of his lips. "Shengyi, can you tell Daddy why Su Jinrou died and the plot collapsed, but we didn't die with her?"
"Because each of us is the protagonist in our lives." When Li Shengyi said this, the light in his eyes became brighter.
"The fathers have their own consciousness and no longer follow Su Jinrou according to the plot. Then the fathers are the protagonists of their own lives."
"So, the fathers will not die with Su Jinrou. The fathers will shine in their own lives!"
The affirmative tone fell into the ears of Qin Songmo and Meng Jiuan.
The expressions on their faces froze for a moment, and then they both raised their heads and met his eyes.
The next moment, Li Shengyi felt his little face being pinched.
"What can I do? Daddy still feels that hearing Shengyi's voice will make Daddy feel more at ease."
Facing his 'insecure' father, Li Shengyi shrugged and said with a smile, "Then I can only ask Shengyi for help. If anything happens, I must consult with the fathers!"
"There's nothing I can do. Shengyi is a daddy's girl. She just loves being with daddies. She just loves daddies the most!"
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