Si Tai hung up the phone directly, turned around and ran upstairs, crawling up one floor at a time with his short legs until he returned to his room.
I went into the bathroom, squatted in the corner, and cried quietly, looking so pitiful.
Si Maoqing was completely unaware of what was happening and was sleeping soundly.
In the classroom that day, Si Tai stayed in his seat and was quieter than usual.
"Sitai, let's go out and play!" Xiaojun ran to find him, his big eyes shining brightly, looking very happy.
"No." Si Tai refused.
Xiaojun looked at him strangely, "Sitai, what's wrong with you?"
"nothing……"
"Hand!" Dongdong came over and pulled Sitai hand over hand.
Children don’t think too much. They just play together. If Si Tai is unhappy, they will be happy while playing!
When they returned home after class, Xiaojun ran to Sitai again and said, "Sitai, you haven't come to my house to play for several days!"
Ji Xiao said excitedly, "My mom bought a beautiful house!"
"It can accommodate a lot of people!" Dongdong.
Jingjing, "So many people..."
"I'll live with my mom!" Ximei was happy.
"Si Tai, live with us!" Mangzi.
Si Tai looked at them, and was infected by their happiness, his eyes brightened slightly.
But when I saw my brother and sister, I felt nervous again, as if I had done something wrong.
I kept thinking about what that person said in my mind.
Did my brother really kill my mom? My sister knew that, so she was so nice to him?
When getting in the car, Dibao noticed that Si Tai was a little quiet. He thought that something unpleasant had happened at school, or that Si Maoqing had scolded him or something.
It was inconvenient to ask in the car, so Dibao didn’t ask for the time being.
Took the elevator directly to the top floor.
After entering the house, Xiaojun pulled Sitai and said, "This is the house my mom bought. Isn't it beautiful and big?"
"Well, beautiful and very big." said Si Tai.
"You will live with us in the future. My mom said you can sleep in your own room and don't have to squeeze with us!" Dongdong said.
"Hello, Si Tai, let's go over there and take a look. It's so high. Are you scared?" Ji Xiao pulled Si Tai to the floor-to-ceiling window.
Di Bao said to Si Minghan who was standing next to him, "Don't be so serious with Si Tai."
"How can I be serious? I've always been like this." Si Minghan said that he did nothing.
Di Bao thought about it and decided to let it go. Si Minghan was right. He had always been like this. He was also like this to his own children.
"It's his own problem." Si Minghan said.
"If I knew what Si Maoqing did again, I would never forgive him!" Di Bao said angrily.
Before dinner, they all played in the living room. Although Si Tai was among them, his thoughts were mostly on Si Ming, Han Di Bao, Xiao Jun and the others.
Xiaojun and his family are so happy because they have their mom by their side, but his mom will never be around again.
If...if his mother was really killed by his brother, what should he do...
After dinner, Si Tai went to the bathroom. When he came out, he saw his sister waiting for him.
"elder sister……"
"Sister will take you to your room." Dibao took his little hand.
We bought a lot of rooms on the top floor. Although it is far from Hanyuan, it is enough for seven children to have a room each.
Dibao did not forget about Si Tai. He prepared a room for both the old child and the little one, and even the room was the same as the old one.
"Do you like it?" Dibao asked after entering. "Your room is the same as Xiaojun Dongdong Mangzi's."
"I like it. But I want to live with my dad." Stey said. He was happy to have such a room, but the more he thought about it, the more he thought about his mother's death...
"It's okay, Sitai can come whenever you want. I'll keep this room for you."
Si Tai asked, "Why are my brothers and sisters so nice to me?"
Dibao laughed at his question, "You call me brother and sister, why? You are not only Xiaojun's friend, but also a relative. We are a family." She squatted down and touched Sitai's little head, "Tell me, did something happen?"
Si Tai's face dropped. "I just...want to be numb."
Dibao was stunned. He didn't expect that this was the reason.
She walked forward and gently held Si Tai in her arms to give him warmth.
Liao Xihe's death was caused by her and Si Minghan, but so much had happened that it couldn't be explained in a few words. No one was at fault; Liao Xihe had brought this upon herself. It was only Si Tai, the child, who was implicated.
This is looking at the problem from her perspective. What if it's from Si Tai's perspective? Would he hate her and Si Minghan...
Now Dibao just wants to be nicer to Sitai so that he doesn't lack family affection, but unexpectedly, it still doesn't work.
She knows that in the child's heart, the role of mother is irreplaceable by anyone...
At night, after the children fell asleep, Dibao sat on the edge of the bed without moving.
If she had committed suicide, would her twins have ended up like Sitai, with "mama" becoming a sensitive word?
The door opened, and Si Minghan came in and stood beside her.
Dibao came back to his senses, stood up, and left the room.
Si Minghan closed the door and said, "I asked the children, and nothing happened at Si Tai's school."
"Si Tai said he missed his mother." Di Bao sighed. "If he had grown up..."
"When you grow up, you should know right from wrong." Si Minghan did not allow her to blame herself. "This child has a good heart. Just guide him well."
Di Bao pursed his lips and lowered his head, as if burying himself in the shadows. "If I hadn't rescued them back then, I wonder what would have happened to Xiaojun and the others when they grew up? Si Minghan, I really hate you..."
Si Minghan endured the cramps in his heart and embraced her body. His voice was hoarse, "I know, I know everything. It's my fault!" He kissed her hair hard with his thin lips, and his arms trembled.
Di Bao closed his eyes, suppressed the heat, and pushed Si Minghan away.
Di Bao's expressionless face made Si Minghan feel a dull pain in his chest, "Bao..."
"If it weren't for the child, I wouldn't even want to talk about the past!"
"I know." Si Minghan's voice became more hoarse, as if he was suppressing his emotions while speaking.
For both of them, that period was filled with grayness and pain...
Dibao didn't want to talk anymore and turned back to his room.
Si Minghan didn't move and sat on the sofa for a long time.
The feeling of chest tightness and discomfort hasn't occurred for a long time.
But he did nothing. He just sat there, holding it in until every muscle in his body was tense.
Dibao lay alone on the big bed, unable to sleep.
She regretted bringing up the past. What was the point? It would only make her upset.
She was just affected by the commander's words and Stewart's behavior.
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