The black mist that enveloped him dissipated in an instant. The lights from the roadside shone through the car window and fell on Fu Sijin's face, forming a mottled black shadow.
The sudden truth was hard to accept.
It turned out that his mother's warning was not to control his life, but because she saw that he was not sincere, she warned him not to continue to hurt others.
To avoid making the same mistake again and again.
Unfortunately, he misunderstood it and was blamed by his own son for two whole years.
What on earth did he... do?
Pulling the corners of his mouth stiffly, Fu Sijin showed an expression that seemed to be neither crying nor laughing. It was a little funny, but it made Qingqing feel distressed.
"Stop laughing."
The little hand with the scent of milk suddenly covered Fu Sijian's handsome face, trying to hide the distressing expression, but Qingqing's hands were too small, and she couldn't stop it. She was so anxious that she almost cried.
"Ah Jin!" The little baby voice was tinged with tears, but Fu Sijian, who was already immersed in his own feelings, didn't notice it at all.
"So... is this what you meant by that sentence?"
Staring straight at Qingqing's little face that overlapped with the memory scene, Fu Sijian didn't know what his mood was at all.
Regret? Self-blame? And apology for misunderstanding his mother? Maybe a little bit of all.
But more of it was heartache for that person, for the woman he called mother.
"Why?"
With his big hand on Qingqing's small shoulder, Fu Sijin seemed to be questioning her, and also seemed to be questioning himself: "You have been misunderstood, why don't you explain? As long as you say it... As long as you say it..."
"If your mother says it, will you believe it?"
Fu Heng's deep voice interrupted, and his strong big hand took Qingqing out of Fu Sijin's hand and carefully held her back in his arms.
"Ah Jin..."
Qingqing subconsciously grabbed Fu Heng's clothes when she was suddenly picked up, but she didn't forget Fu Sijin who was in a weird state.
"Ajin is not feeling well, uncle, can we take him to see the uncle in white? But the injection is painful..."
Thinking of the scary needle, Qingqing couldn't help but frowning, looking scared, but still mustered up the courage to comfort Fu Sijin: "Ajin, don't be afraid, let's go to the doctor together, Qingqing will help you beg the uncle in white to ask him not to give you the injection, okay?" She
spoke in a negotiating tone, just like coaxing a child who is afraid of injections.
But these words were said by a three-year-old child, which made people laugh and cry.
This picture looks familiar.
Fu Sijin's chaotic brain thought for a long time before he finally remembered, isn't this what he said when he coaxed Qingqing to go for a follow-up check?
Unexpectedly, Qingqing learned and used it on her now.
Although he was in a very depressed state, Fu Sijin was still amused by Qingqing.
The big stone that was pressing on his heart seemed to be moved away a little. Fu Sijin exhaled lightly and leaned back slowly and relaxed.
"I'm fine."
Looking up at his father's face, which seemed serious but actually worried, and looking at Qingqing who wanted to break free from Fu Heng's arms and fall on him, Fu Sijin apologized, "I'm sorry."
"If you're okay, take a rest first."
Fu Heng patted his son's shoulder, and reluctantly loosened his restraints on Qingqing, allowing her to use her hands and feet to crawl into Fu Sijin's arms, and take care of herself. She had to use Fu Sijin's big hands as a quilt to cover her belly.
The little body with the scent of milk in his arms gave Fu Sijin a great sense of security. He gradually relaxed and fell asleep.
The car was shaking, and Qingqing felt as if she was put into a cradle, and she gradually became sleepy.
She rubbed her eyes sleepily, and tried hard not to fall asleep. She murmured to Fu Heng: "Uncle wants to take Ajin to see a doctor."
"Okay." Fu Heng whispered, "I will find the best psychiatrist to cure our son." He
gently took Qingqing's hands away from rubbing her eyes, took off his suit jacket and covered her and Fu Sijin.
Staring at the two children who were resting together, Fu Heng's face was hidden in the shadows and could not be seen clearly.
What happened today was like a dream.
Qingqing woke up the next day and ran to Fu Sijin in her bear pajamas without changing her clothes.
I thought I would bump into a pitiful lost lamb who was in desperate need of her comfort and guidance.
What happened was that he met a man who had rarely changed into casual clothes and was putting on sunscreen in front of the full-length mirror.
Qingqing: "???"
Her big eyes were filled with little doubts.
Did she dream yesterday?
"Qingqing is awake."
Fu Sijin turned around and saw Qingqing, and immediately walked over quickly, picked her up under her arm, and threw her high.
"Yeah!" Qingqing was caught off guard and frightened, and whispered. When she reacted, a big smile appeared on her face.
"Ah Jin is well?"
"..." Fu Sijin was choked, then said helplessly: "No, I just suddenly became
more open-minded."
It is not his character to dwell on the past. Since he found out that he was the one who made the mistake, he would take practical actions to try to make up for it.
Even if he could not completely repair the cracks in the end, at least he had to stop the damage in time and reduce the harm to those he loved.
"Qingqing, can you accompany me to see someone today?"
Today is Saturday, and kindergarten is not open. Fu Sijin had already found out clearly.
"Ah, are you going to take Qingqing out to play?"
Qingqing looked at Fu Sijian expectantly: "Qingqing hasn't gone out to play for a long time since going to kindergarten."
Fu Sishen, who happened to pass by the door, said: "...My little ancestor, didn't you just start school yesterday? In the middle of the class, you were asked by the teacher to take your parents home to educate you because you beat up a fellow student. How dare you go out to play now?"
"Qingqing had a fight with someone?"
Fu Sijian, who had no idea about this, looked at Qingqing in surprise.
Having her true identity exposed, Qingqing was so angry that she struggled to slide off Fu Sizhen, turned around and chased Fu Sishen everywhere like a calf, and her little pink fist was almost gone, which was enough to show how angry she was.
"Hey, hey, hey... it hurts, it hurts, did your fist hit a piece of iron?"
In fact, it didn't hurt at all, Fu Sishen was just pretending to scream to gain sympathy.
Sure enough, when she heard him screaming in pain, Qingqing stopped immediately, but she was still not satisfied. She put her hands on her waist and hummed angrily at Fu Sishen.
Just like an angry pink piglet.
A smile flashed in his eyes, and like a magic trick, Fu Sishen took out a lollipop and waved it in front of Qingqing seductively.
"Lollipops, delicious lollipops, do you want some, Qingqing?"
"Yes!" Qingqing answered loudly and quickly, her voice was soft and tender, and there was no trace of her fierce look from before.
Fu Sishen showed a smile that showed his achievements and fame to his brother who followed closely behind Qingqing: It only takes one lollipop to buy off a little foodie, if that doesn't work, then two!
I've learned it.
Fu Sishen paused for a moment, realizing what he had just learned, and then turned to the kitchen. When he came back, he had a small mango popsicle in his hand.
This popsicle was made by the nanny at home with fresh mangoes. It didn't contain too much sugar, and there were no food additives. It was much healthier than those ice creams out there, and it was just right for Qingqing.
However, due to the weak spleen and stomach of children, Fu Heng usually does not allow Qingqing to eat more, and only eats once a week at most.
Qingqing had already finished her portion for this week, and now seeing Fu Sijin still holding one, her eyes immediately glued to it, and she had long forgotten about the lollipop.
"Well, you are still a person who likes novelty and hates old things."
Fu Sijin shrugged, unwrapped the lollipop in his hand, and ate it in one bite. If
you don't eat the candy, I will!
Under the temptation of the mango popsicle, Qingqing easily agreed to Fu Sijin's request to accompany her on the trip.
Even though Fu Sijin repeatedly told them that they were going out for work and not for fun, Qingqing swore to Mango Popsicle that she would be obedient and would never cause trouble for Fu Sijin.
To put it bluntly, it was the charm of Mango Popsicle, the enchanting concubine, that made Qingqing dizzy and unaware of what day it was.
Fu Heng was not there in the morning, and no one knew what he was busy with.
Qingqing didn't like to ask the nanny to change her clothes, so Fu Sijin had to do it himself.
Under Qingqing's instructions, he clumsily found a hooded sweatshirt with cat ears for her, and matched it with a small skirt with a tail. She was a childish and cute girl with cat ears.
Although she was only a kitten, she was so cute.
Holding the kitten, Fu Sijin walked down the street, and the rate of turning heads was 200%.
Many people covered their hearts with their hands and secretly took out their phones to take pictures, but they were stopped by the two bodyguards following closely behind Qingqing.
This posture almost made passers-by think that this was a big star's trip.
"Ajin." Qingqing called softly.
"Hmm?" Fu Sijin lowered his head slightly.
"Where are we going?"
Qingqing looked around the unfamiliar environment, a little curious.
This is a pedestrian street with people coming and going, and both sides of the street are full of dazzling shops.
There are clothing stores, toy stores, bookstores, and even a variety of snack shops and milk tea shops. The air is filled with the rich aroma of various snacks and milk tea, which attracts Qingqing to stick her head out to look.
Fu Sijin forced Qingqing's head to straighten, staring at her seriously: "What did I tell you before you left?"
"Be good and obedient, don't be naughty, and don't make a fuss to buy things or eat snacks."
Qingqing counted on her fingers one by one, reciting Fu Sijin's instructions before leaving.
"You can buy things, but the important thing is that you can't make a fuss to eat snacks."
Fu Sijin didn't care about the little money he gave Qingqing to buy some small toys. What he cared about was that Qingqing couldn't eat anything she wanted.
It's not that all the food out there is bad, but many of them are not suitable for children.
So it is very necessary to restrain children before going out.
Especially if they walk into a food street famous for its delicious snacks, they must be more careful, otherwise Qingqing, the little greedy cat, will be confused.
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