Chapter 243 So young and already without a father, how pitiful.
The atmosphere in the living room was polarized.
Fu Siyan sat alone on a single sofa, while Qin Yancheng and Wen Jingxi sat together.
Wen Jingxi didn't even want to brew tea, so he left it to Qin Yancheng to serve.
Qin Yancheng diligently brewed the tea, not daring to utter a sound.
Qiao Xingjia, holding Xiao Xingchen, sat on the single sofa opposite Fu Siyan, her almond-shaped eyes glaring at Fu Siyan with murderous intent.
Fu Siyan remained calm, like a human machine, unfazed by Qiao Xingjia's eye attacks.
Xiao Anning and Xiao Nian'an sat on either side of Qiao Xingjia.
"Auntie Xingxing, is he a younger brother or a younger sister?" Xiao Anning asked curiously.
Qiao Xingjia looked down at Xiao Anning. The little girl was so cute. This was the nth time she had envied Shen Qingshu today. She smiled sweetly and said, "It's a little brother."
"Oh!" Xiao Anning's eyes lit up. "Then, with Xiao Nian'an included, won't I have two younger brothers?"
Qiao Xingjia was charmed by her cute little expression. "That's right, our little Anning is the big sister. From now on, little Xingchen and little Nian'an will be under your care."
Xiao Anning was overjoyed. "Great! I'll tell Xiaohua when I go in on Monday that I'm not envious of her having two younger brothers, because I have two younger brothers too!"
Xiao Nian'an stared at Xiao Xingchen, "Why is he eating his own fingers?"
Little Star was indeed sucking on her little finger, her beautiful big eyes staring at Little Nian'an, blinking and blinking.
"Is he hungry?" Xiao Anning looked up at Qiao Xingjia. "Auntie, does he want some pinching?"
Qiao Xingjia smiled helplessly, "The little brother is sleepy, I'll take him upstairs to sleep first, you two play by yourselves."
Xiao Anning and Xiao Nian'an nodded obediently and went to find toys to play with.
Before going upstairs, Qiao Xingjia glared at Qin Yancheng.
Qin Yancheng received his wife's warning and looked at Fu Siyan, "If you can speak properly, then speak; if you can't, then shut up. You're the one who'll get beaten up for your misdeeds. I'm not having an easy time either!"
Fu Siyan: "..."
Wen Jingxi added, "You're still not wise enough. Given his dark history of being unable to speak a few words, you should have poisoned him to make him mute before he arrived."
Qin Yancheng: "..."
Shen Qingshu walked in at that moment.
Fu Siyan stood up, looked at her, and said in a low voice, "I've come to pick up the two children."
Shen Qingshu responded lightly, then looked at her daughter, "Xiao Anning."
Xiao Anning immediately ran over and hugged Shen Qingshu's leg, "Mom."
Shen Qingshu patted her head, then squatted down, looked into her eyes, and said softly, "Do you remember what your mother told you before?"
"I remember." Xiao Anning nodded, her little voice clear and bright: "Mom, don't worry, I'll be good and behave well these two days at Dad's house."
Shen Qingshu smiled slightly, "You know Aunt Zhang too, so you can talk to her directly if you need anything. Make sure your smartwatch has power, and call my mom if you miss her."
"Okay, Mom, don't worry, I'll only be gone for two days, I'll be back soon!"
Shen Qingshu stood up and looked at Fu Siyan, "I'm going upstairs to pack Xiao Anning's clothes."
Fu Siyan stared at her with his dark eyes, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly. "Okay, no rush."
Shen Qingshu turned and walked upstairs.
Wen Jingxi stood up and followed.
In the room, Shen Qingshu took out Xiao Anning's cartoon mini suitcase and Xiao Anning's little yellow duck backpack, and neatly put the things inside.
Wen Jingxi pushed open the door and walked in, "A-Shu".
Shen Qingshu turned around and noticed that Wen Jingxi's expression was a little off. She asked, "What's wrong?"
There's something I've been meaning to tell you.
Shen Qingshu put the last piece of clothing into the suitcase, zipped it up, and then looked at Wen Jingxi again, "What's the matter?"
“That day you had a fever and were hospitalized, I went to see Dr. Qin, and I overheard him talking on the phone.”
Wen Jingxi paused for a moment, then continued, "I didn't hear clearly at the time, but I heard Dr. Qin say something like, 'If you die, she will remarry with her child.'"
Shen Qingshu frowned. "You think the person he was talking to was Fu Siyan?"
"That's what I suspected. I asked Dr. Qin at the time, but he denied it, saying that another friend of his was arguing with his wife and getting a divorce."
Shen Qingshu's expression was calm. "Since Dr. Qin has said so, then it must be so."
Wen Jingxi frowned. "You actually believed that?"
"What can I do if I don't believe you?" Shen Qingshu said indifferently. "You don't think I'd still worry about Fu Siyan, do you?"
"You really don't care about Fu Siyan at all?"
“The fact that we can raise the child together peacefully now is already a very good result.” Shen Qingshu looked at Wen Jingxi with calm eyes. “Xiao Wen, I treat you like a younger brother and family, but if you advise me to care about Fu Siyan at this time, I will also be angry.”
Wen Jingxi: "..."
"Don't forget, four years ago you were the one who kept calling me love-obsessed."
Wen Jingxi: "...I was just talking nonsense without knowing the situation! I'm not advising you to care about Fu Siyan now, it's just that he is, after all, the father of two children. If something really happens to him, think about the two little ones, so young and already without a father, how pitiful."
"Even if something really happens to Fu Siyan, I have no right or obligation to care about him."
Shen Qingshu bent down and zipped up the little yellow duck backpack. "From the children's perspective, of course I hope they can have both parents. If Fu Siyan cherishes these two children enough, he will cherish himself."
She looked up at Wen Jingxi, her voice soft and her tone indifferent, "I never thought I was that important to Fu Siyan. We may have had five years of marriage, but it was definitely not love. Fu Siyan never loved me, and I will never love Fu Siyan again."
Wen Jingxi looked at Shen Qingshu, his hands hanging at his sides tightening slightly.
He pursed his thin lips repeatedly, struggling internally.
He wanted to say: Silly Shu, you're wrong. Fu Siyan might love you, he might even love you to death!
But how could he say such a thing?
To confess your feelings for your love rival?
Even if Wen Jingxi couldn't compete and fight for everything, he also couldn't selflessly help his love rival.
That's it, he's willing to be her knight for life and stay by her side.
Even if it's just in the name of family.
...
Shen Qingshu and Wen Jingxi came downstairs.
"Are there enough seats in the car seats?" Shen Qingshu asked Fu Siyan.
"I had one installed before I came," Fu Siyan said, looking at her. "I will take good care of both children."
This was his promise to the child's mother.
Shen Qingshu responded lightly and walked over to say goodbye to the two children.
Wen Jingxi put Xiao Anning's suitcase in the trunk of the car.
Shen Qingshu watched as Fu Siyan placed the two children in their car seats and fastened their seatbelts.
The two children waved goodbye to Shen Qingshu and Wen Jingxi from inside the car, their little faces beaming with innocent and adorable smiles.
Shen Qingshu waved to them.
Fu Siyan opened the driver's side door, glanced at Shen Qingshu again, pursed his thin lips, and after a moment said, "Let's go."
Shen Qingshu didn't look at him.
Fu Siyan lowered his eyes, bent down, and sat in the car.
The Maybach started, turned around, and drove away.
Only after the taillights disappeared into the night did Shen Qingshu slowly close her eyes, take a deep breath, and exhale heavily.
Wen Jingxi looked at her with concern, "Are you alright?"
Shen Qingshu opened her eyes and gently shook her head, "You have to get used to it eventually."
The day before yesterday, she secretly made an appointment with a psychologist.
She talked a lot with her therapist.
The psychologist said, "If you're only coming to me on your own behalf, then I can tell you with certainty, girl, no one in this world is worth making you suffer except yourself. You need to learn to love yourself more."
But if you come to me as a mother, then I will tell you, "Mom, you need to learn self-consistency. No one can help you with this process, because it's an independent challenge for every mother."
Shen Qingshu still didn't understand. She asked the psychologist, "I'm always worried that my children will be wronged. These days I keep dreaming that something bad will happen to them at my ex-husband's house. Am I sick?"
The psychologist placed a stress ball in her hand and said, "Squeeze it and relax."
Shen Qingshu then realized that, without her noticing, several deep nail marks were imprinted on her palm.
It turns out that just thinking about those dreams was enough to push her to the brink of anxiety and collapse.
Her trembling hands clutched the stress ball, and the gentle voice of the therapist filled her ears:
"In fact, from the moment a child is born, it is destined that one day the child will fly away from the mother's world. Every day of the child's growth is a countdown to their departure. The only thing a mother can do is to learn to let go little by little during this countdown process."
This process is packaged by deepening emotions as so-called 'motherly love,' and it is often defined as 'a mother's responsibility.' However, if we peel back the layers of packaging, we may find that it is just a person's emotional dependence and desire for control.
You are a mother, but don't treat your child as your salvation, much less as your possession. You should learn to love yourself first, because only when you are spiritually rich and independent can your child draw energy from you to grow.
Keep going! Mom is never a perfect, all-powerful figure, but I'm certain you're a very good mom. And this process of learning to let go will ultimately make you stronger and more confident.
The night sky is dotted with stars, and the evening breeze caresses my cheeks.
Shen Qingshu snapped out of her thoughts, raised her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and turned to go back into the house.
…
Nanxi Mansion.
Fu Siyan carried a child into the house, one in each arm.
With Song Lanyin away, only Zhang Yun and Fu Siyan have been taking care of and keeping the two children company for the past two days.
Shao Qing would come during the day. In recent days, Fu Siyan's health has been deteriorating, and he has been working from home most of the time.
Zhang Yun had prepared dinner early and was waiting for the father and his two sons to return.
After dinner, Fu Siyan took his two children for a walk in the yard to digest their food.
When Xiao Anning wanted to go down the slide, Fu Siyan acted as her helper.
When he lifted his daughter up for the Nth time, he suddenly frowned and coughed.
"Cough cough—"
Fu Siyan hurriedly put his daughter on the ground, turned around and walked to the side, taking out a handkerchief to cover his mouth.
Little Anning tilted her head back, staring blankly at her father coughing with his hand over his mouth behind her back...
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