Chapter 22: You won’t dream after you die
The hands of time passed slowly, and it was almost eleven o'clock. Zhou Xiangyang didn't care about being sad. He pulled Xingxing up and down to check him. After making sure that the little guy was dressed cutely and handsomely today, and would definitely be able to catch people's eyes when they met, he began to busily "tutor" the child.
"When Xingxing sees people, if she doesn't want to call out dad, mom, or grandma, then she can just not call out. Don't be nervous. You didn't do anything wrong, okay?"
"If they all want to talk to the stars, such as asking you how old you are this year? Do you go to school? What do you like to eat and play? Just answer them slowly. Don't be afraid. They won't hurt you."
"We're going out to eat later. If there's anything you want to eat, just tell dad that you're too small to pick up the food. Dad is big, so he can pick up whatever you want."
"And if...if they ask you if you want to go home with them, just say yes, got it?"
Zhou Xiangyang sat in front of Xingxing, holding the child's tender and thin shoulders with his only hand. He looked at her seriously and repeated over and over again the possible conversations and responses.
However, the little boy Xingxing, who was also sitting in front of him, had always been very smart and well-behaved, but today he always contradicted him.
When the topic of whether he wanted to go home was raised again, the child's facial features wrinkled, he looked at him unhappily, and replied sullenly: "Dad, I don't want to go to another home."
Although their home is small now and it’s noisy and smelly outside, Xingxing doesn’t want to leave Sunflower Dad alone in this small, empty home.
"Silly, that's not another home. That's where you were supposed to be when you were born. It was just taken away by the bad guys for a while. Now the bad guys have been caught by the police, and Xingxing should go back too."
Zhou Xiangyang tapped the child's forehead with his fingers, but he didn't want to use too much force, so the stars didn't hurt.
"Then Dad will go with me." Xingxing raised her hand and hugged her father's hand which he didn't have time to take back.
Zhou Xiangyang didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "What's the point of me going with you? I'm not from their family, I can only be a guest, and guests can't stay in someone else's house all the time, understand?"
Xingxing held her father's rough, calloused hand and said in a muffled voice, "But Dad is a member of my family. I will go with Dad as a guest."
Zhou Xiangyang: “…”
He knew that he couldn't stay on this topic any longer, otherwise it would easily cause the child to rebel. His original intention was to let Xingxing and the Cheng family get along well, not to be a stumbling block and provoke them, so he stopped the topic in time.
Zhou Xiangyang moved his hand that was held by the child. He vaguely heard footsteps in the corridor. He quickly stood up and walked towards the door while nervously reminding Xingxing: "They are coming. Xingxing, you have to behave yourself and don't talk like you did just now. OK?"
The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and the moment the knock on the door sounded, Zhou Xiangyang opened the closed door.
Against the sunlight that suddenly poured in from outside the door, Xingxing squinted her eyes slightly, looked up at the three people standing neatly outside the door through her father's figure.
The familiar grandma, the unfamiliar...the biological parents of little Zhou Chenxing.
At this moment, he met three pairs of eyes that were both the same and different.
Some are kind and loving with a warm smile, some are excited and gentle with tears in their eyes, and some seem indifferent but are actually stunned through the lenses.
"Please come in." After a brief pause, Zhou Xiangyang stepped aside to make room.
The hut was still as cramped as before, and there were still only four small benches, one of which Zhou Xiangyang had brought back from the store.
Xingxing sat on one of the small benches, holding her fair and tender cheek with her small hands. She tilted her head and quietly watched the three humans hesitating at the door for a while before walking in extremely carefully and nervously.
It was like stepping into a dangerous place. My father was so polite that he felt uncomfortable all over. He had just pretended to be calm, but now he was so flustered that he didn't know what to do.
In the end, it was Zhang Yayu who broke the awkward atmosphere. She greeted Xingxing with a smile and asked him if he remembered her.
Xingxing held her face with her little hands and blinked gently, smiled sweetly at her grandma, then looked at the two people behind her.
"Are you here to take me home?"
The child didn't care what the appropriate opening line was, nor did he know how to proceed step by step. In the stiff, shocked and unbelievable eyes of Sunflower's father, Xingxing raised her fair and clean little face, and when the couple was stunned, she asked again in a crisp and clear voice: "Excuse me, are you here to take Xingxing home?"
The cartoon says that good children should be polite when speaking, so Xingxing would start his speech with the word "please" at the end of the world.
This time, Cheng Yuling was the first to react. He supported his emotional wife, took a deep breath silently, nodded and replied: "Yes, Xingxing, we are your biological parents. We are here today to take you home."
The next second, the cute and well-behaved child changed the subject instantly. He tilted his head, and as Sunflower's father wanted to rush over and cover his mouth with annoyance, he put away his cute smile, put on a serious face and emphasized in a soft voice: "But I only have one father, I am not your star."
"Uncle, you have lost your star."
"Don't come and steal my dad's star."
The moment the words fell, the whole world seemed to be quiet.
Zhou Xiangyang: “…”
He took a deep breath and gritted his teeth, "Zhou! Chen! Xing!"
Xingxing blinked and looked at her father innocently.
Zhou Xiangyang would not be deceived by the brat's appearance. Today he finally understood clearly that this boy was not a good boy at all. He was just a white glutinous rice dumpling with black sesame filling. He looked white and tender, but the filling inside was pitch black!
He smiled apologetically at the stiff-faced Cheng family members, then walked over and patted the little guy on the head unhappily, his eyes red with anger: "What did I tell you just now? You forgot, didn't you?!"
Xingxing looked up at his red eyes, then touched the top of her head that was hit, and her eyes suddenly became sore and uncomfortable.
"The stars haven't forgotten."
He stretched out his little hand to hold his father's trembling big hand, looked up at his father with grievance, and coaxed him softly: "Daddy, don't cry, Xingxing is obedient~"
The little zombie didn’t understand why humans pushed their cubs out, and tried every means to make the cubs behave well, like a good commodity that could be picked.
But he knew that Sunflower's father's words were not what he meant. He could make the Cheng family angry, but he didn't want to make Sunflower's father so angry that he cried.
Zhou Xiangyang ignored him, broke free from the child's hand, turned around and apologized to the Cheng family members who were hesitant to speak and looked distressed: "I'm sorry, Xingxing has always been very well behaved. Maybe this incident was too sudden for him to accept. He is still young, and he will understand it later."
This time it was Xu Meng who shook her head first. She tried her best to hide her tears and said with a smile, "No, you raised him very well, better than I...better than I thought."
He appears to be well-behaved on the surface, but actually has his own ideas.
Filial piety is why he deliberately said those words amid his adoptive father's numerous instructions, just to support himself and his adoptive father.
When encountering such a thing, he can stand firm. Although he is still very young and may not know the importance of social status, wealth, and rights, he must have heard his adoptive father mention them, but he has never wavered.
She was rational and clear-headed. From the first time they met until now, the only soft words this child said were to admit her mistake to Zhou Xiangyang. The only smile she showed was to her mother-in-law Zhang Yayu. Although this child called her and Yuling uncle, his eyes were clean and clear, without any sad hostility.
Based on these alone, the word "uncle" just now would not only not make her and her husband feel uncomfortable, but would only make them feel more guilty.
As she said, Zhou Xiangyang really raised Xingxing very well. The three-year-old child refuted their intentions clearly and logically, and used his own methods to protect Zhou Xiangyang who raised her. This child is much better and more outstanding than many other children.
It is more than enough that her children are raised healthy and safe in a place where she cannot see them.
Cheng Yuling silently placed the things he was carrying against the wall one by one, then half-knelt down and said to the child with red eyes, "Xingxing, I'm sorry, what I said just now was not quite right. Dad, Mom, and Grandma came here this time to thank your father Zhou and to see you with our own eyes to see if you are doing well. This is the main purpose of our coming here."
Star listened to the couple's words in silence, then looked down at her hand that was thrown away by her father. Then she looked up and said softly to the human squatting in front of her: "I'm not lying. You have lost your star. He is hiding there crying. You can't see or hear him."
"He cried a lot of tears, uncle, you came too late."
Xingxing spoke words that humans seemed unable to understand. Looking at the increasingly faint soul of little Zhou Chenxing squatting beside him and crying with his body twitching, he felt like his head was about to explode from the noise.
Humans are so hard to understand.
Resisting and hoping at the same time.
On the one hand, I pushed him away against his will, and on the other hand, I hoped that he would have a better life.
This is true for Zhou Chenxing and Zhou Xiangyang as well.
Xingxing pursed her lips tightly, staring at Cheng Yuling who was frowning and thinking about what he had just said, and said in a muffled voice: "Uncle, can you coax him?"
You go and coax your stars, and I go and coax my sunflower father, and no one should disturb each other.
Cheng Yuling opened his mouth and was about to speak when Xingxing held his face with her little hands and turned him to the side. She then told him seriously, "Uncle, your Xingxing is crying right here. You should comfort him."
Without giving Cheng Yulin any chance to refuse, Xingxing stood up, walked to Sunflower's father, looked up, and stared at him with confidence.
"Dad, hug me~"
The little boy opened his hands fiercely.
Zhou Xiangyang: “…”
Suddenly, there were three more envious and even jealous gazes on me.
He sighed helplessly in his heart, and his originally pretended cold and hard brows softened. He leaned over and picked up the little boy with red eyes.
The next second, his chin was bitten slightly forcefully by the child.
Seeing this scene, Qiuqiu almost responded on the spot: "Baby! You can't eat people!!"
Xingxing opened his mouth and looked at the row of fresh teeth marks on Sunflower’s father’s chin, with a stern face and no words.
Qiuqiu was confused: "...Didn't you say you wanted to come and coax Sunflower Daddy?"
Why is it that he is biting him now? Is my kid's way of coaxing people so unique? ?
Xingxing continued to keep a stern face and said nothing, staring at the sunflower father who was bitten and hurt.
Zhou Xiangyang: “…”
After looking at each other for a second, he remained indifferent.
We looked at each other for two seconds, feeling a little guilty.
Look at each other for three seconds...
"I'm sorry..." The tall and big Sunflower dad admitted his mistake softly, with the teeth marks on his chin: "Dad was wrong. I shouldn't have yelled at Xingxing just now. Xingxing, can you forgive Dad this time?"
He looked ashamed, not at all the calm and composed attitude that he had expected to display in front of the Cheng family.
"You call me Zhou Chenxing." Xingxing emphasized seriously, expressing his anger solemnly.
Zhou Xiangyang: "...I'm sorry, Xingxing."
Xingxing continued, "You yelled at me and said I didn't remember what you said."
Zhou Xiangyang's tall body seemed to have shortened for no reason: "I was wrong. I will never be so fierce to Xingxing again."
However, the child still accused: "You hit me on the head and it hurt."
Zhou Xiangyang: “…”
This time he was really shorter than the little guy in his arms. He lowered his head and apologized in a negotiated manner: "Dad was wrong. I shouldn't have hit Xingxing. How about Xingxing hit me back and hit me a few more times to vent my anger?"
Xingxing ignored him, raised her little hand, and whispered, "I held your hand, and you pushed me away. Now my head hurts and my heart is sad."
It was not the first time that the little zombie Xingxing experienced the emotion of "sadness", but this was the first time he felt it with a human body.
It turns out that when humans are sad, their whole body becomes uncomfortable, their eye sockets become sore and wet, their hearts tighten and it becomes difficult to breathe, and even their tears become disobedient.
This time, Zhou Xiangyang was really moved to tears by Xingxing.
Because the child was holding up the hand that was thrown away, but Zhou Xiangyang didn't have an extra hand to hold it.
Once again, he felt frustrated and even hated his own powerlessness.
"I'm sorry, Xingxing..." His tears fell on the back of Xingxing's hand, warm and a little hot.
Xingxing pursed her lips, finally opened her little hands and hugged her sunflower father tightly.
He rested his head on his father's shoulder, and was unexpectedly met with two pairs of equally red eyes filled with tears.
Star:"……"
Humans are hard to please.
After coaxing this one, there will be the next one, and the next one.
He deliberately looked away and lowered his eyes to look at Cheng Yulin, who was squatting on the ground and trying to comfort himself foolishly at the air.
Little Zhou Chenxing, who had been squatting and crying in that direction, had secretly run to hide over to Sunflower's father, but Cheng Yuling was still squatting there, racking his brains to coax the invisible child.
Xingxing could hear what everyone in the room was thinking, so he knew that Cheng Yulin didn't take his words seriously. He didn't know that there really was a Xingxing there who was crying and wanted to be coaxed. He just listened to Xingxing's words and thought that Xingxing was still angry with him, so he just squatted there and said a lot of weird things to the air.
"Son, why does Zhou Chenxing's biological father look like he's not very smart?" Qiuqiu complained in a low voice.
Xingxing nodded in agreement and hugged her Sunflower father tightly.
Although this father is a little crybaby and childish, he is not stupid and is a healthy and good father.
Cheng Yuling had no idea that he had been outdone by another father invisibly. He talked until his saliva dried up, and suddenly realized that the room seemed to be particularly quiet, with only his own voice remaining in the entire space.
So he subconsciously shut up.
Now the room is much quieter.
He turned around, raised his head, met the child's eyes, and saw clearly the bright and vivid hint of disgust in those pupils.
He choked and couldn't help but continue to see his wife and mother.
The disgust in their eyes became more obvious, and when they met his dazed and hurt gaze, they all stepped back a little, as if they didn't want to have anything to do with him at all.
Cheng Yuling finally looked at Zhou Xiangyang.
There was no disdain in the man's eyes, only an embarrassed apology. After looking at each other, he said awkwardly: "Um... Mr. Cheng, would you like some water first? Xingxing is still young, he..."
It was over. Meeting Cheng Yulin's hurt eyes, Zhou Xiangyang found that he seemed unable to say the universal phrase "The child is still young, he didn't mean it".
It's not an illusion, my conscience hurts.
"I'm not lying." The coaxed child emphasized seriously.
Zhou Xiangyang nodded mindlessly in agreement: "Yeah, what Xingxing said is true. He, he is a child, and his perspective on the world is different from us adults, so...so maybe there really is another star."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Xiangyang felt a pain in his heart, as if he had said something unacceptable, and as if he had really lost a child named Xingxing.
He was silent for a moment, hugged Xingxing tightly, and said to Cheng Yuling and the two women of the Cheng family: "Maybe, there really is another Xingxing, waiting for you to coax him."
No one knew what he was thinking during that brief silence, but he held Xingxing even tighter than before, as if he was holding a treasure he had lost and found again, and he did not mention anything about asking Xingxing to call them daddy or mommy in his words.
Xu Meng is a very sensitive person.
Of course, she didn't understand what Xingxing and Zhou Xiangyang meant by their words, but she followed Xingxing's line of sight and her eyes fell on the empty air. After a moment, she said to Xingxing in a gentle voice, "If there really are two Xingxings, then we've made a profit. No matter which one it is, I hope he can live happily, not shed tears secretly, and not hide away and become unhappy."
She looked at Xingxing's clear and bright eyes, wiped away the tears from her eyes, and said softly: "I hope I can be a mother that both Xingxing will like."
The stars opened their round eyes and looked at her quietly.
After a moment, the child suddenly shook his head and emphasized: "There are not only two stars, but also a ball."
He asked softly, "Are you willing to be Qiuqiu's mother too?"
"What does Qiuqiu look like? Is he also a cute kid like Xingxing?" Xu Meng asked in a gentle voice, and nodded in agreement without hesitation at the first sight.
But it was precisely such serious and cautious inquiries that made the three already nervous children become even more cautious. The two Xingxing and the ball all held their breath nervously.
Xingxing blinked, nodded affirmatively, and said with bright eyes: "Qiuqiu is a very cute child. It is the same age as me. It has always been with me. No matter where I go, Qiuqiu will never leave me. It is very well-behaved and very capable."
After that, the child nervously grasped Sunflower's father's clothes and asked eagerly: "Would you like to be Qiuqiu's mother too?"
Xu Meng took in all the changes in the child's expression and small movements, and then, under Xingxing's nervous gaze, she suddenly smiled. Her beautiful eyes, which were similar to Xingxing's, curved in a smile and looked very gentle.
She nodded slightly and answered the child's question with a smile: "Of course I am willing, but this time Mommy only prepared a gift for Xingxing. Next time, I will definitely bring gifts for the other Xingxing and Qiuqiu. Xingxing, please ask them not to be angry with Mommy this time, okay?"
Before Xingxing had a chance to say anything, she heard two childish and anxious voices in her ears, saying repeatedly that they were not angry.
"Baby, tell mom that I'm not angry at all! I'm super happy. I have so much happiness and love. I'm so overwhelmed by it that I almost don't want to be a system anymore!"
"Brother Xingxing, tell mom that I am not angry with her, and I don't want a gift. I...I like her very much, just a little less than I like dad, and I like her as much as I like grandma."
There were still tears hanging on little Zhou Chenxing's eyelashes, and he spoke stutteringly, but he grabbed the trouser leg of Sunflower's father and jumped around anxiously.
Star:"……"
So noisy.
Xingxing lay on her father's shoulder and nodded gently to her mother who was smiling gently and beautifully.
Then he hugged his father tightly, listened to his noisy heart, and asked softly, "Do you want to hug me?"
Without waiting for her father's body to become tense and stiff, or for the new mother to nod, Xingxing shook her head in a principled manner: "Not now, you have to wait until my father can't hold me anymore, then you can hold me."
Xu Meng was stunned for a moment, then smiled and nodded: "Okay, then mommy will line up behind Xingxing's father Zhou first. If he gets tired of holding her, Xingxing must not be snatched away by others."
Two “other people” next to them: “…………”
Xingxing nodded seriously to show that he remembered it.
Then the child turned his head, stared at his grandmother who was always looking at him lovingly, smiled obediently, and said crisply: "Grandma, you are the third one."
Then, ignoring Cheng Yuling's expectant look, he buried his head in his father's arms and said nothing.
Cheng Yuling: “…”
He couldn't help but ask his wife for help, pointed at himself, and asked silently: "What about me?"
Xu Meng raised her hand, wiped away the tears that were welling up in the corners of her eyes again, smiled gently at her husband, then turned around and chatted with Zhou Xiangyang who was holding Xingxing with her mother-in-law, asking about Xingxing's growth process.
Cheng Yuling: “…”
For the first time, I doubted whether my gentle and polite disguise was really so disliked.
No one cared about him. In this room, from the beginning till now, all the focus was on Xingxing. As for a weird adult? They were all adults, couldn't they learn to comfort themselves?
Although she couldn't hug her child at the first time, Xu Meng still held Xingxing's little hand.
It was soft and small. I held it gently in my hand and didn't dare to use any force at all.
At the moment their skin touched, Xu Meng suddenly understood why so many people say that their own children are different from others'.
Maybe it was the nature of mother and child, or maybe she was too sensitive and thought too much, but the moment she actually held Xingxing's little hand in her palm, Xu Meng was shocked by the wonderful feeling.
It’s not quite right to say that I was touched, but there was a strange emotion fermenting wildly in my heart, and in an instant it was about to burst out of my eyes.
This was the child she had given birth to after ten months of pregnancy and struggling hard in the delivery room.
She was a child who was maliciously switched and has never been held or comforted by her mother since she was born.
People always say that love always feels like a debt, but Xu Meng didn’t think that was the case before, because she gave her children the best growth environment within her ability.
But the child who should have been enjoying all this was suffering in a place that he could not see. He lived in a small house with another unhealthy father and had to work very hard to grow up safely.
The moment she was sure that Xingxing was her child, Xu Meng couldn't even recall Cheng Qian'an's appearance or past. She was overwhelmed by helplessness and huge guilt. She didn't dare to imagine what the child's fate would have been if it hadn't been for this accident.
Is it true... that it will be impossible for me to find my biological child in this lifetime?
Did she unknowingly treat the other child as her own, and love the blood of the beast who stole her child as her own, giving him love, money, and letting him inherit everything she had, paving a smooth path for that child day and night?
Xu Meng didn't even dare to think about it. If she found out a few years later that the stars had been swapped, would she, who had already established a deep friendship with the other child, still be as resolute as she is now? Would she be able to empty her heart again to accommodate her own child as unreservedly as she is now?
She stared at the stars in a daze. The child in front of her looked very much like herself. If it weren't for this accident, would they, mother and child, have been strangers forever?
When he grows up, will he hate his biological parents who abandoned him? Will he envy other children's affluent family environment? Will he be bullied by other children from better families in places where he can't see or control them, but no one will support him?
"Xingxing." Xu Meng spoke softly, as if she was afraid of disturbing someone. She held Xingxing's fingers lightly and whispered, "I'm sorry."
Sorry I only found you now.
From the moment she entered the door until now, Xu Meng remembers every word Xingxing said.
She didn't think that the child was being disobedient and was deliberately saying those strange things to them.
Especially the line "I am not your star, you have lost your star."
It was difficult for Xu Meng to describe the feeling of the blank, sharp buzzing in her brain the moment she heard it clearly, but she cared about it, very much.
So what she said seriously to Xingxing at this moment was not to coax him to call her mother, but to apologize to him.
I'm sorry, it's all because mom was so stupid and so bad that she lost you.
But she didn't know that all the words that were hidden deep in her heart and kept silent were heard clearly by Xingxing without missing a word.
Xingxing also had a mother.
Xingxing’s mother is red, which is Xingxing’s favorite color.
Mom destroyed Xingxing's eyes with experimental sulfuric acid and threw her away like garbage. Xingxing, the blind and mute little zombie, and Qiuqiu stumbled around in the doomsday looking for her for a long time.
Later, Xingxing learned to talk and walk. He was no longer a blind little boy and was loved by many lives.
So the beautiful red color representing mother was quietly wiped away from memory by the stars.
Xingxing thought that he would never have a father and a mother again, only an uncle, his kind, and a big spider web.
But he came to a new world.
First there was the crying sunflower father, and now there is the very gentle mother.
She is not the beautiful red that the stars like best. She is more like the gentle moon white, light and faint, but not empty at all.
So, at this moment, Xingxing looked at the human woman in front of him and couldn't help but share with Qiuqiu in a novel voice: "It turns out that the real mother is not the same as the mother I imagined."
Qiuqiu nodded vigorously.
It turns out that the stars with mom and dad are nothing like the stars in Doomsday.
Xingxing held the mother's finger, and nodded seriously in her tearful eyes: "Xingxing understands."
Both stars heard their mother's apology.
Neither star hates this mom.
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"Brother, will you still dream after you die?" The illusory soul child secretly leaned close to Xingxing's ear and asked him in a low voice.
The stars looked at him curiously.
Little Zhou Chenxing twisted his fingers nervously, lowered his eyes and whispered, "I just... I just feel like I'm having a very strange and gentle dream. In the dream, everyone likes me and everyone loves me, but brother... if they really love me, how could I die?"
It's not a pleasant feeling to be dead.
Little Zhou Chenxing had seen the plot that was supposed to happen. He recalled it and said to Xingxing a little helplessly: "Brother, could it be that we stole someone else's love? Mom, Dad, and many other people were very kind to that child. They didn't recognize me and Dad. When we died, no one knew."
"Brother, if mom and dad really love me, why would they love another child? Why was it only grandma who came to me in the end? Is their love now real? Am I dreaming and haven't woken up yet?"
The confusion in the child's eyes was clearly visible. Xingxing looked into his eyes, then lay in Sunflower Dad's arms and shook her head at him.
The voice of the soul is transmitted, and all sounds around it disappear into nothingness.
"It's true, you're not dreaming. Humans don't dream after they die." Xingxing's soft and tender childish voice easily broke the confusion in the child's eyes.
Xingxing smiled at him and whispered, "Sunflower father's love is real, grandma's love is also real, and the love of your biological father and mother is also real."
"You haven't received a lot of love, only the love of four humans. Don't be afraid. I will work hard to collect more love so that when you reincarnate and become a new child, you won't be thrown away. There will be many, many people who love you."
"But...if you love me, why can you love other children?" Zhou Chenxing couldn't understand. His little face was wrinkled, and he looked exactly like Sunflower's father when he was sad and wanted to cry.
Xingxing likes this little boy who gave her new life. Although he is stupid, silly and a little greedy, Xingxing is willing to share all her love with him.
So he raised his hand, and while no one was paying attention, he imitated the actions of Sunflower's father and secretly touched the top of the child's head. When the child looked over blankly, he whispered: "Because human love is different. Some people can divide love into many parts and share it with many people, but some people only have one love. Whoever gets it first can no longer give it to the other."
"Your parents didn't know you were stolen. They thought that kid was you, so they loved him first."
"Xingxing, the love that kid got in the plot was all stolen and cheated. The love that falls on you and me now is the real love."
"You are not dreaming, it is that little boy who is dreaming. In the dream, he stole your parents away, but when you woke up, your parents came to find you and love you."
Xingxing had been reborn once, so of course he knew that it was not a dream. But if time went back once in the same space and time, how could it not be a nightmare that they suddenly woke up from for the humans living in it?
What you touch and feel after waking up from a dream is the real reality.
"...Really?" Zhou Chenxing reached out and held Xingxing's fingers, and said softly: "Thank you, brother. When I grow up, I want to be as good as you."
He is not a star in doomsday, nor does he have the ability to listen to his heart, so in the eyes of little Zhou Chenxing, this little brother sent by the gods in heaven to fulfill his wishes is an extremely powerful kid.
He can make his dad cry and make him say sorry.
He can make bad kids become obedient and find their biological parents.
You don’t have to save a lot of money, you don’t have to work hard to eat and wait for him to grow up. You have found him now, and everyone loves him.
Xingxing: “…No.”
Facing the soft and confused gaze of the children, Xingxing puffed up her cheeks and said sullenly, "Don't be as awesome as me. I didn't do anything. They just love you anyway."
Love is hard to calculate.
The love that Xingxing gets is love based on Zhou Chenxing.
They already loved Zhou Chenxing, so now they love Xingxing.
Xingxing is not powerful at all. Don’t try to learn from Xingxing. Instead, be a good Zhou Chenxing.
He gently touched the child's head again, and Xingxing tilted her head and leaned on her father's arms, then was carried out.
Going to have lunch.
Amid countless curious and inquiring gazes, the Cheng family and Zhou Xiangyang went downstairs together and walked through the remote and narrow alley.
Today, the Cheng family did not bring a driver or a housekeeper. Cheng Yuling was driving the car. After he opened the door for several people, he sat in the driver's seat himself.
Xingxing was lying comfortably in her father's arms when suddenly her father picked her up with one hand and handed her to her grandmother and mother next to them.
"It's not easy to hold Xingxing in the front passenger seat, and my hands are sore. This kid looks small, but he is actually very heavy... You guys hold him and sit in the back." Zhou Xiangyang was a little embarrassed, but his eyes were bright, and there was a genuine smile on his face when he looked at Xu Meng and Zhang Yayu.
He had already planned to let them hug the stars.
The reason why I didn't give Xingxing to them at home was because I was afraid that it would be difficult for them to walk downstairs while holding the child.
As soon as they came out, they found a reasonable excuse to stuff the stars into their mouths.
Unexpectedly, there was a baby in her arms. Xu Meng subconsciously held Xingxing tightly. After she came to her senses, she suppressed her excitement, nodded to Zhou Xiangyang with gratitude, and said thank you and made peace in the same helpless way.
Xingxing didn't react much to this. When his father handed him over, he obediently stretched out his hands to be held. Then his mother and grandmother put him in the middle, with each sitting next to him on either side.
The only trouble is that both of my hands are not very free, and I have to hold one each, and both are held very tightly.
"Xingxing will be able to sit in the child seat next time. We came in a hurry today and didn't have time to install it." Cheng Yulin looked back in the rearview mirror and explained in a gentle voice as the vehicle started.
The stars heard his voice.
This human is lying.
It's not that they didn't have time to install it, but Cheng Qian'an had been sitting in the original child seat, so they took it apart before coming and prepared to install a new one. However, they couldn't wait to leave before the new one was delivered.
Humans who love to lie.
The star silently pressed a big grey label onto the human's head.
At the same time, Zhou Xiangyang, who was sitting in the front, would occasionally look back at the stars worriedly.
Zhang Yayu noticed his behavior and asked in confusion.
"It's okay, it's just that I usually only take Xingxing on the bus and tricycle, and he sometimes gets carsick when he's on the bus."
On several occasions, in order to avoid motion sickness, Xingxing would fall asleep in his arms before getting on the car.
But every time he gets off the car, he still feels uncomfortable, and his little face looks so pale that it makes people feel heartbroken.
After he said that, Xu Meng quickly asked Xingxing if she felt uncomfortable. After Xingxing shook her head, everyone in the car breathed a sigh of relief.
But even if the stars were not dizzy, Cheng Yuling still managed to walk slowly and steadily to the hotel that he had booked in advance.
Someone took the keys and parked the car, while someone else led them inside with a smile on their face.
Xingxing looked at everything with curiosity, which she had never seen before in doomsday. However, when Xu Meng and the others saw this expression, they interpreted it with pity as another reason.
After getting off the car, Xingxing was carried by Xu Meng as they walked inside. When Cheng Yuling stretched out his hand to try to take his son from his wife's hands, his wife dodged him and then he was pushed away by his mother. It had been a long time since he had the chance to hold the baby in his arms.
Zhou Xiangyang watched quietly from the side, trying to determine in his mind how much of their concern was genuine and how much was acted.
When they got to the dinner table, between dishes, Zhou Xiangyang, who had been asked about Xingxing's daily life, spoke for the first time.
"Can I ask how your family arranged for the other child... the one named Cheng Qian?"
As soon as he opened his mouth, the Cheng family members tensed up and carefully thought about how to answer his questions.
"That child has now been sent to live with his biological parents' immediate family."
Cheng Yuling explained slowly, "We gave his adoptive parents a sum of support. From now on, he will no longer be called Cheng Qian'an. He will change back to his original surname, Chen, Erdong Chen. He will have his own life. No matter how he lives in the future, he will no longer have any relationship with our Cheng family."
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