Chapter 386: You’ve never sung this song to me to comfort a child (24 years ago)
After coaxing him for a long time, he finally fell asleep.
Si Qian touched his head and said, "Good night, baby."
1748 smacked his lips: [This is almost coaxing my host into an embryo. ]
10089 shed tears of envy: [You've never sung such a song to me to comfort a child.]
Over the years, Si Qian had been beating and scolding it, and it thought it was used to it...
If it had never seen the light, it could have endured the darkness.
It also thought that the host had an attitude of wanting everyone to die.
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[It turns out I am not worthy...]
Si Qian was annoyed by the noise and said, "Go away and shut up!"
10089: [……]
Sooo ...
It's just a system, and it did something wrong to be treated like this.
It hates the world!
Si Qian was annoyed by 10089's howling: "Stop crying, it's so unpleasant!"
After being scolded, 10089 felt much better.
Xuan~
That’s the feeling!
10089:【Cool!】
1748: [She called you a masochist]
This question is destined to get no answer from 10089.
Si Qian returned to the room and lay on the bed, his thoughts gradually drifting away.
Thinking back on this fucked up life...
She tossed and turned all night long.
So much so that I went downstairs with panda eyes the next day.
After sending Pei Li to school as usual, Si Qian received a call from Ji Shaofeng.
They briefly explained the situation, which was that after returning to the Ji family, Ji Mingxuan refused to eat or drink, did not like to communicate with others, and locked himself in his room all day.
Ji Shaofeng really had no choice. Thinking that Si Qian and Ji Mingxuan had spent a few days together, he wanted to ask her to come over and give them some advice.
After hanging up the phone, Si Qian drove to Ji's house.
Although this boy's personality was usually a bit dark and twisted, he had never done anything extreme to her.
What's more, she brought the person back personally, so it is reasonable for her to go and take a look.
As soon as they arrived at the Ji family, the servant took Si Qian to Ji Mingxuan's bedroom.
Si Qian, who had been here countless times, was already familiar with the place, but still had to pretend that he knew nothing.
Si Qian pushed the door open and saw Ji Shaofeng standing at the head of the bed, one hand in his pocket, looking down at Ji Mingxuan, who was curled up in front of him, with his head lowered and his knees hugged, trying to make his presence felt as much as possible.
Hearing the noise at the door, Ji Shaofeng glanced towards Si Qian, his voice filled with coldness and indifference.
"Look who's here."
Ji Mingxuan, who had curled up into a small ball with his knees hugged, showed some reaction.
He raised his head and saw Si Qian standing behind Ji Shaofeng.
Ji Shaofeng looked at Si Qian, who was dressed like a gangster and wearing makeup so smoky that his mother wouldn't recognize him, and frowned, but didn't say much.
"You tell him."
Ji Shaofeng turned around and went out. In a blink of an eye, only Ji Mingxuan and Si Qian were left in the bedroom.
It can be seen that Ji Shaofeng really doesn't have much feelings for Ji Mingxuan. He treats him like any other cat or dog, and supports him purely out of a sense of responsibility.
Si Qian pretended not to see the vigilance in Ji Mingxuan's eyes. She sat at the head of the bed with her legs crossed and one hand on the quilt.
"What's wrong? Who bullied you?"
Ji Mingxuan remained silent.
Aside from Pei Li, Si Qian had no patience for anything. "If you don't tell me, I'll leave."
After that, she stood up and walked towards the door.
Ji Mingxuan was anxious. After all, he was just a three-year-old child. Si Qian was the most trustworthy person he knew.
He rubbed his eyes and said in a choked voice with a thick nasal tone: "I... I want to go home!"
Si Qian asked back: "Isn't it good here?"
Ji Mingxuan shook his head, his eyes red: "No, they... said... that I'm a bastard."
Little Ji Mingxuan didn’t know what “bastard” meant, but from the adults’ frivolous tone and disdainful expressions he could guess that it was not a nice word.
Si Qian: "Didn't you tell your father?"
Ji Mingxuan shook his head and started to act silent.
He didn't know how to express his meaning to Si Qian.
There are many things that he simply cannot understand at his age.
For example, why did the servants always look at me with either pity or ridicule? Why didn't anyone talk to me? Why couldn't I eat at the table in this house?
There are countless examples like this.
Little Ji Mingxuan doesn’t understand what soft bullying is.
Ji Shaofeng's indifference, Madam Ji's disregard, the servants' opportunism...
The whole family tacitly isolated and excluded him as an outsider.
Si Qian hit the nail on the head: "They are all bullying you."
Ji Mingxuan didn't understand: "They bullied me, but they didn't hit me..."
Si Qian: "That's also bullying you!"
It is different from physical torture, but psychological destruction.
You can't say anything good about them, but you can't say anything bad about them either.
In the eyes of outsiders, Ji Mingxuan, the illegitimate son, enjoyed the Ji family's favorable conditions and resources, but in fact, Ji Mingxuan's existence was no different from that of the cats and dogs raised at home, it was nothing more than a matter of an extra pair of chopsticks.
But raising a child is not like raising a pet. It’s not just about feeding him.
A child who has just turned three years old and is ignorant of the world needs someone to teach him correctly.
"Next time someone says something that makes you feel uncomfortable, don't doubt it, they are bullying you."
If children are ignorant, does that mean adults are also ignorant?
Every malicious word spoken has already been rehearsed thousands of times in the other person's mind.
Ji Mingxuan nodded, not quite understanding.
"Next time someone bullies you, go complain to your dad. If your dad doesn't care, bully him back."
Si Qian stopped there. Whether he can figure it out or not is up to him...
So, one day.
When the servant spoke rudely to Ji Mingxuan again, he did not choose to complain, but instead used the same trick again and threw the little snake he secretly brought from home into the housekeeper's room.
Ji Mingxuan wanted to scare him, but the snake was so frightened that the housekeeper beat it to death on the spot.
Ji Mingxuan, who had lost his only good friend in this family, no longer cared about being afraid. He squatted under a tree late at night, hugging the dead snake and crying sadly.
Looking at the snake body that had been broken into two pieces, the naive little Ji Mingxuan wiped his tears and secretly called Si Qian to ask her how to revive the snake.
Si Qian, who had just finished washing up and was about to go to sleep, was confused when he heard this.
She didn't know any resurrection skills, so she replied dazedly: "Then you can make a specimen and live forever!"
Little Ji Mingxuan asked her: "How should the specimen be made?"
Si Qian couldn't explain it either. After all, he wasn't really that perverted enough to make animal specimens himself, so he asked him to ask Baidu.
It was just something he said casually, but who knew Ji Mingxuan would actually search for it.
He was only three years old, and he was not very skilled in handling a dead snake for the first time. In addition, the tutorial missed many steps, so the snake skin was torn into pieces.
The scene before him stimulated his brain, more with excitement than fear.
The next day, when the housekeeper came to deliver the meal, he saw the skinned snake and its meat. His eyes went dark and he paralyzed with fear on the spot.
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