Chapter 471 It's not the "cherish" of "cherish," it's the "regret" of "regret."
Xiao Bao's name hasn't been chosen yet. Han Mingyu wants Qi Mingxuan to choose it, but he doesn't dare to tell Qi Mingxuan about it himself.
Han's mother had previously asked Qi Zhao privately about Qi Mingxuan's situation.
Qi Zhao told Han's mother about the psychologist's diagnosis.
Upon hearing this, Han's mother wiped away her tears and sighed, but she didn't know how to help Qi Mingxuan.
Given Qi Mingxuan's current state, no one dares to bring up Xiaobao in front of her.
Finally, everyone placed their hopes on Qi Yue.
Qi Yue, now a rising star in her mother's eyes, returned to the postpartum care center with a heavy responsibility.
Qi Zhao has been undergoing rehabilitation at the hospital for some time now. It's his turn to go to the rehabilitation department for his rehabilitation, so he won't be back for a while.
Qi Mingxuan had just woken up and was lying in bed in a daze.
Soothing background music is always playing in the room.
Qi Yue walked over and said, "Mom."
Qi Mingxuan slowly turned her head to look at her son, "Where did Xiaoyue go?"
Qi Yue looked at her and said, "My sister was discharged from the hospital today. I'm going to see her."
Upon hearing this, Qi Mingxuan paused for a moment.
Qi Yue carefully observed her expression.
After a long while, Qi Mingxuan asked, "How is my sister?"
Qi Yue's eyes lit up. "The doctor said my little sister is doing great. She's very well-behaved, and she's so cute and fair-skinned. I even took some pictures. Mom, do you want to see them?"
As he spoke, he tapped the phone watch on his wrist to start flipping through the photo album.
"Xiao Yue," Qi Mingxuan interrupted him, "Mom won't watch it."
Qi Yue was taken aback and looked up at his mother.
"Xiao Yue." Qi Mingxuan reached out and patted his head. "Mom is tired and can't take good care of your little sister. She's the best in the Han family. You're nine years old now, so you'll have to help take care of her from now on, okay?"
Qi Yue frowned. "Mom, what do you mean by that? Are you leaving?"
"Yes, Mom wants to move to a different place." Qi Mingxuan looked at him, "But Mom can't take you and your sister with her. Will you resent Mom?"
Qi Yue shook his head, "I understand, Mom. If you'll be happier living abroad, then I'll support you! Don't worry about your sister. Dad's gone to take classes, he'll take good care of her, and Grandpa and Grandma will help too."
“Thank you,” Qi Mingxuan said, her eyes reddening as she looked at her son. “Thank you for understanding your mother.”
Qi Yue stepped forward and took Qi Mingxuan's hand.
"Mom, don't you really want to see your sister?"
"I'm not watching anymore." Qi Mingxuan lowered her eyes.
I'm afraid that if I look at it, I won't be able to bear to part with it.
"My little sister hasn't been named yet," Qi Yue said. "Dad, Grandpa, and Grandma all say they hope you can name her."
Qi Mingxuan closed her eyes and remained silent for a long time before slowly saying, "Let's call her Han Xi."
...
When they returned to the Han family home, Han's father drove, and Han's mother sat in the passenger seat.
In the back seat, Han Mingyu held Xiaobao in his arms, his gaze unwilling to look away even for a moment.
Han's mother kept trying to take the child from him the whole way.
Han's mother originally wanted to take Xiaobao back to Hanlou to take care of him, since there were more people there and it would be more convenient to take care of Xiaobao.
But Han Mingyu insisted on bringing it back to Mingyuan and insisted on taking care of it himself.
Han's mother was furious: "You think you can really learn how to take care of a child just by signing up for a class? A baby who's not even a month old, you're a grown man who can't take care of him!"
“I can take care of her.” Han Mingyu looked at his daughter in his arms. “She’s my daughter, I can take care of her myself.”
"Xiao Bao is a girl, she's delicate, and she was born prematurely. It's not that I, as her mother, don't trust you, Han Mingyu, it's just that you make me feel like you're unreliable!"
“Mom,” Han Mingyu looked up at his mother, his brows furrowed slightly, “I know I was foolish before, but these are Xiaoxuan and my child. She can’t take care of the child now, so the only thing I can do is to take good care of our child, Qi Yue and Xiao Bao. From now on, I will do my best to take care of them.”
"you……"
“His awareness shows he’s grown,” Mr. Han interrupted Mrs. Han. “Let’s respect his decision.”
Hearing this, Han's mother sighed, "Fine, I can't argue with you two!"
She waved her hand, deciding she didn't want to deal with it anymore.
Just then, Qi Yue called.
Han's mother immediately answered the phone and pressed speakerphone: "Xiao Yue, how is it? Has your mother chosen a name for your sister yet?"
"I got it." Qi Yue's voice rang out in the carriage: "Mom said my sister's name is Han Xi."
"Han xi?" Han's mother glanced at Han Mingyu in the back seat and asked, "Which xi is it? The 'xi' of 'hope'?"
“It’s… the ‘cherish’ in ‘showing pity for a beautiful woman’!” Qi Yue said.
"Han Xi..." Han's mother smiled, "What a nice name! Xi means to cherish, which shows that your mother still loves your little sister!"
Han Mingyu lowered his head, a hint of pain in his eyes.
Han Xi.
He looked at his sleeping daughter in his arms, and a subtle, persistent pain shot through his heart.
The "Xi" that Qi Mingxuan chose is not the same as the "Xi" in "cherish".
Rather, it is a pity.
She really did give up on Xiaobao.
Han's mother was unaware of Qi Mingxuan's decision and was still happily chatting with Qi Yue: "Have you shown your mother any pictures of your sister?"
"No." Qi Yue was afraid that his grandmother would be disappointed, so he made up an excuse, "Mom was very tired, and she got sleepy again soon after, so I didn't disturb her rest."
"That's true. Your mother is still weak, so it's right not to disturb her rest," Han's mother said with a smile. "Then Xiaoyue, you stay with your mother. Grandma will go see her again tomorrow."
"good."
After hanging up the phone, Han's mother turned to Han Mingyu and said, "Fortunately, Xiaoxuan is still willing to name Xiaobao. Han Xi, then the nickname will be Xixi."
Han Mingyu lowered his head and remained silent.
Han's mother frowned. "What's wrong with you? Aren't you happy that Xiaoxuan is willing to name the child?"
"No." Han Mingyu's voice was low. "Mom, when you go to see Xiaoxuan, try to mention me and Xixi as little as possible."
Han's mother was taken aback, but then she realized what was going on.
She remembered Qi Zhao saying that Qi Mingxuan now considers Xiao Bao and Han Mingyu as one.
Then wouldn't this name be...?
Han's mother's eyes widened, and she suddenly realized.
Looking at Xiaobao, she couldn't help but feel heartbroken and said, "Will our Xiaobao really never see his mother again?"
As she spoke, she couldn't help but blame her son again: "Han Mingyu, it's all your fault for being so useless, making our little Bao suffer..."
Han Mingyu closed his eyes, swallowing the pain and heartache that filled his heart.
He regretted it, he really regretted it.
But it was too late.
…
On the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, Qi Mingxuan and Han Mingyu agreed to meet at the Civil Affairs Bureau to get their divorce certificates.
The weather was bad, with rain and snow, and the whole city was gloomy, damp, and cold.
Qi Zhao accompanied Qi Mingxuan.
The car door opened, and Qi Mingxuan got out of the car.
She was wearing a long, off-white cashmere coat, a red scarf covering half her face, and a black woolen hat that covered her ears.
A thin face, with almost only a pair of eyes showing.
Qi Zhao was still not very agile, so he sat in the car waiting for Qi Mingxuan.
Han Mingyu arrived very early.
He stood at the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau, the hem of his long black overcoat swaying in the cold wind.
The man's deep black eyes gazed at the woman walking towards him, his eyes filled with reluctance and pain.
After today, it will truly be over between him and her.
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