Si Qiannan has experienced her mother's love.
Even when his mother was emaciated and no longer the beautiful young lady she once was, she still gently held his hand, worried that he would experience unimaginable pain in the future.
Because people without hearts are more easily hurt than those with hearts.
When they awaken, the pain in their hearts is unbearable for most people.
But at that time, Si Qiannan did not understand what his mother meant.
Until now.
Si Qiannan woke up from his dream. He felt like he had a beautiful dream with cubs. The cubs had turned into short-legged, blue-eyed, white cats that were so cute that they made his heart flutter.
The more Si Qiannan reminisced about it, the more his heart ached.
What is this? Is this the pain that tears your heart apart?
Si Qiannan touched his chest. He never knew that losing his child would cause him such pain.
But Si Qiannan now felt that only this kind of pain could make him realize that his child had been taken away, instead of letting him indulge in that beautiful dream.
Si Qiannan had a scruffy beard, and his once-elite image hadn't been properly groomed in a long time.
He was still wearing the same suit he'd worn with his son, though the shirt was wrinkled and crumpled. He reeked of cigarette smoke and sat listlessly in the corner, lost in thought.
His cousin stepped over the pile of pills and trash and walked up to Si Qiannan:
"Come out with me, bro."
Si Qiannan didn't move.
The woman pinched her nose and glared at him sideways: "I informed you as Dad asked. If you don't want to go out, don't cry later."
Si Qiannan seemed not to have listened at all. He turned over and continued to be ashen-hearted as a homeless person, pathetically standing in the corner like trash.
"dad."
A soft voice sounded, and Si Qiannan thought it was just his hallucination again, until a pair of small hands touched his face. He seemed to be pricked by the beard and withdrew his hands.
Si Qiannan looked up and saw the cub standing cautiously in a pile of garbage, looking at him with some concern.
Si Qiannan was stunned.
He reached out with trembling hands and touched the cub's soft little face, only then realizing that this was not a hallucination.
Shi Qianxi returned the cub.
The cub's heart was still pounding; he hadn't turned into a ghost, nor had he been harmed.
Si Qiannan is not a monster without emotions, nor is Shi Qianxi.
They were all just worried about the father of their children.
Si Qiannan, like any father who has lost and found his child, held the cub tightly in his arms.
Sigh, Daddy lost another little pearl.
The cub looked helplessly at its aunt beside it, only to see the aunt winking and making faces at the cub with schadenfreude.
This was the first time these younger generation members had ever seen Si Qiannan cry so hard.
This is truly amazing.
This day will likely become a dark chapter in Si Qiannan's life.
Seeing his unshaven father about to burst into tears, the toddler could only turn on his smartwatch and ask his grandfather for help.
"Grandpa... Dad's beard is so prickly, and he's still crying... Ugh... I'm not going to be able to soothe him..."
Upon hearing the news, Si Yeguang rushed over and was deeply moved when he saw his disheveled son holding his child.
"I never thought you'd be so sentimental one day. How about a hug from Daddy?"
Si Qiannan almost got goosebumps all over.
He immediately wiped away his tears, coldly picked up the cub and moved a few meters away from Si Yeguang, wishing he could shout, "Don't touch me!"
Si Yeguang was also adept at handling the awkward atmosphere. Unfazed by the lack of a way out, he coldly pulled the cub from the brat's arms and retorted:
"Look at yourself now! Even the kid says your beard is hurting him. How can you be a father like this? You might as well send the kid over here and let me raise him!"
Si Qiannan's face darkened. Looking at his current appearance, he could only go out to take a shower and groom himself with a guilty conscience.
When he finished packing, he saw the familiar production crew appear again.
Si Qiannan's alarm bells went off immediately. He turned and stared intently at Si Yeguang, thinking that he had done something strange again.
As a result, the person in charge of the program took the initiative to come forward and explain:
"Our program also has follow-up visits and feedback. Because this episode's ratings hit a new high and it has become a national program, the station also instructed us to do a good job in after-sales service and to do a few more short episodes of parent-child daily life according to the fans' requests."
"Uh, they said it should be like that time when President Si and Dad Shi got drunk and fought each other. The show was very dramatic and explosive, and the part where the kids watched the video and it hurt the dads' feelings was also well received."
Si Yeguang, who was standing next to him, immediately laughed:
"Then there's no need to record anymore. The footage of Si Qiannan holding the child and crying her eyes out is quite good. You can get a copy from your son's third aunt."
"As for other daily routines, you don't need to deliberately record them. Every day is like this for the father and the baby, warm, healing, and makes people feel happy without realizing it."
However, in the end, Si Qiannan agreed to record a short ten-minute video.
It's a video of the baby cat reading fan mail.
Although the child still doesn't recognize some words, his father, who is holding him, will sit in the swivel chair and read them to him word by word, including the sender's nickname.
"Yuzu Star: The little one is so happy spending time with his dad. Every time I see it, I feel like crying, but sometimes I can't help but laugh. The kitten is so cute, I want to pet him!"
The little one, propping his chin on his hand, clearly remembered this die-hard fan who was always determined to get a front-row seat and appeared at every episode update. Facing such a loyal fan, the little one said:
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