Chapter 54: Just a
Mianli’s crying voice immediately made Zhuo Can feel distressed.
He usually puts all his heart into being so nice to the little guy, just to avoid seeing his tears and to make the little fairy happy every day.
Not only him, but every human being around him tried their best to make Mian Li smile.
After seeing her chicks being hurt, the hen will never be afraid of the eagle again.
Zhuo Can was angry: "Why are you saying this? Can't you see how sad He is!"
Having actually made the young god cry, Feifei was no less anxious than Zhuo Can. Furthermore, this human was now adding fuel to the fire. If he wasn't afraid of scaring the little prince again, he really wanted to...
Feifei glared at him coldly, "When I met the little prince, you weren't even born yet. Stop meddling in other people's affairs."
Zhuo Can thought, isn’t the little fairy only three years old? Three years ago, he was already a college student, so there was no point in being born.
But he didn't care about many things. The part that needed attention was Xiao Mianli, who was scared to tears by the man.
Zhuo Can squatted down and called softly to the little fairy: "Lili, come here, come to me."
It has been a long time since Mianli was a toddler, but at this moment, he seemed to have returned to the time when he couldn't walk, stumbling towards Zhuo Can.
Although every step he took was firm, the little god seemed to be walking on a tightrope.
There are cliffs thousands of feet high on both sides, and below the cliffs is an abyss made of accumulated ice and snow.
Only that embrace - only the embrace of this human being before me, is the only warm fire in the snowstorm.
It was only a few steps away, but it felt like a long time.
Zhuo Can opened his arms and waited for a long time, until finally the little bird, battered by rain and wind, fell into its nest.
Mianli hugged the human's neck, feeling very scared.
He had been thinking about how to hide his divine core and how to prevent his Father God from finding him, so he traveled across mountains and rivers to find the ferocious beast Xinzi.
After obtaining the power of isolation, he felt relieved and thought that he could hide and continue to live happily in the world.
But suddenly, he forgot that Zhuo Can, who was with him all day, was such a clear target.
If he had gotten so engrossed in the swing, if Lu Song hadn't warned him, if he hadn't arrived in time—what would have happened to Cancan? What would Feifei have done to him?
He didn't dare to think about it.
The boy was light and quiet in the adult's arms, only his little shoulders trembled when he cried.
Zhuo Can sighed and patted his back, feeling the child's tears soaking a small piece of fabric on his shoulder.
The current Mianli is not the supreme god that their world needs, nor is he the son whose father needs his authority to be satisfied.
He was just a little child who felt wronged.
He wants a hug, so he hugs him.
Zhuo Can thought heartbreakingly that no matter what, no matter what the cost, as long as Mian Li wanted to stay with him, he was willing to give everything in exchange.
As a big fish chosen by God from Tianchi Lake, Feifei does not have many human or human-like emotions except for his devout respect for God.
Therefore, even though the sadness of the two people, one big and one small, beside him was about to overwhelm the entire cage, he didn't understand what they were depressed about.
But he was very worried. If the little prince still refused to go back with him, and if the mission failed, would the gods be disappointed in him?
If God couldn't see the young God, would he - would he reveal that lonely and almost fragile expression again?
He didn't want to see God sad.
Feifei suddenly understood.
So, does this human's feeling towards the little prince also mean that he doesn't want to see him sad?
Then... that means humans really care about the little prince?
Feifei began to feel confused.
As God's right-hand man, Feifei has followed God for many years.
Although all humans are God's creation, God does not trust them.
Humans are greedy, humans are eloquent, and humans are deceitful.
What they say about good things and love cannot be trusted.
Feifei couldn't understand why the young god, who had inherited all the powers of God, lacked this ability to discern.
How can humans be trusted?
What did this Zhuo Can and the other humans around him do to the little prince to bewitch the gods?
Could it be that God is wrong, and humans actually have true hearts?
No, no, how could God be wrong? God is always right.
Feifei secretly pinched the back of her hand to sober herself up from the pain and prevent herself from wavering: "Your Highness, please come back with me now."
Zhuo Can picked up Mianli and let the little god sit on his arms as usual.
Perhaps the embrace gave the young god confidence, and he stopped crying: "Lili won't go with you, you can go back by yourself."
"You're putting me in a difficult position," Feifei said. "I can go back today, but I'll come back later. If peaceful negotiations like this prove fruitless, I might resort to coercive measures next time—but not against you, of course."
Zhuo Can felt an invisible pressure when he looked at him.
If you don't treat the sleeping ritual right, then of course you are treating yourself wrongly.
Where Zhuo Can couldn't see, Mian Li stared at Fei Fei with a cold expression and his pupils darkened. "If you hurt Can Can, I will never go back with you."
Feifei stared at them, thoughtful.
After a minute, he nodded: "I understand."
Without even saying goodbye, he just disappeared.
Together with the transparent barrier.
Zhuo Can felt dizzy and hugged Mian Li tightly.
By the time the earth was stable again, they had returned to the real world.
*
Zhuo Can breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that his life would end there.
Just now in the transparent barrier, everything was quiet, without any noise. Now that they were back in the human world, all kinds of noise suddenly came towards them like a tsunami.
Zhuo Can was a little dazed, then quickly realized that they were on the subway.
He looked up at the line. It was not Line 15 that he was originally taking, but another one going to Lusong - damn, Lusong!
He almost forgot about it, but when he looked at his cell phone, he saw more than a dozen calls from Lu Song.
Zhuo Can quickly called back and gave her boyfriend a lot of explanations and comforts before he finally felt at ease.
After hanging up the phone, Mianli still didn't move.
Ever since leaving Feifei, the child has been lying obediently in his arms.
He doesn't speak or move, and really looks like a fake doll.
The naughty Kami-chan is the normal Kami-chan.
Zhuo Can was a little worried, so he held Mian Li's arm and asked him to look at him.
The human asked with concern: "What's wrong? Are you still crying?"
Mianli pouted: "Lili didn't cry."
Even though his eyes were as red as a rabbit, and his voice was full of tears, the little god would not admit that he was crying.
Zhuo Can smiled: "Yes, yes, Kamisama didn't cry, I cried, okay?"
After saying this, he even whimpered hypocritically.
Mian Li burst into laughter after crying.
The boyfriend who had just been worried for a long time needed comforting, and the child who had just experienced panic needed comforting even more.
Zhuo Can was amusing the children with familiarity, and was distractedly sighing that he was simply born to be a kindergarten teacher.
If you become unemployed one day, go and ask Teacher Min if they are still hiring.
...That's getting off topic.
"Lili, I want to ask you something. Please answer me honestly, okay?" Zhuo Can paused and added, "If you really want to stay with me, then I must know."
Mianli looked at him with wide eyes and did not answer immediately.
Zhuo Can understood that Kami-chan needed to tell the problem herself before he could weigh the pros and cons of whether to tell her.
He said, "Who is that 'Your Majesty' that Feifei mentioned just now? I guess it's your father?"
Mian Li then remembered that at the birthday party that Zhuo Can had held for him not long ago, after seeing him, the Father God erased all human memories of His presence.
Therefore, Zhuo Can still does not know who God the Father is.
"Okay." Mianli nodded, "But you can't blame Lili."
Zhuo Can was surprised: "Blame you? Why would I blame you?"
The little fairy pursed her lips and said, "Because you used to remember it, but now you don't remember it."
Zhuo Can was stunned, and seemed to understand what He meant.
Did he once know part of it, but Kami-chan tampered with his memory?
Since Mian Li can read minds, then smearing it on others doesn't seem to be a difficult task.
Zhuo Can thought, why am I not surprised at all?
He held up his pinky finger: "I promise, I won't blame you."
Mianli pinkied with him with her left hand and placed her right hand on his cheek.
Golden light filled Zhuo Can's mind.
*
The vast fog dissipated, and the memories of Mian Li were transmitted over.
An empty hall that has only been seen in Western fantasy TV dramas.
Tall pillars.
Pure white wind banners that stretch like an ocean.
Countless steps.
Where does it lead to?
The next second, "he" had reached the top of the stairs.
It's a throne.
Someone is there.
The god sat on the throne, looking down at "him".
The god has eyebrows that are unparalleled in the world.
The light golden hair is like a waterfall.
Those eyes were cold and clear, a light blue.
This face looks so familiar.
If you ignore the unusual hair and eye color, these facial features...
Zhuo Can recalled slowly.
God...is Jiang Xiao...?
The memory of the Mian Li is not complicated. Nine times out of ten, it is the back of God, or looking at God from afar.
He was so small that he had to raise his head high every time he looked toward God.
Sometimes when I try to get closer to God and say something, I’m quickly taken away.
He cried almost in fear and did not want to leave God the Father, but God would not even raise his head.
Zhuo Can was a little angry. As a parent, how could he have the heart to ignore his child like this?
…However, does God have the same concepts as humans regarding family relationships and family responsibilities?
On the other hand, Zhuo Can could understand why Mian Li didn't want to go back - no one would be willing to go back to such a ruthless and heartless world of gods.
When he returned to the present world from his memories, the biggest shock he had was the relationship between Jiang Xiao and Mian Li.
"Jiang, Mr. Jiang is really your father... Oh my God." The first thing he wanted to ask was, "Baby, why don't you have blue eyes?"
How could Mianli know?
Zhuo Can was curious again: "Since Mr. Jiang, uh, God is your father, then what about your mother - do you have a mother goddess?"
Mianli's expression was gloomy: "Lili doesn't have a mother."
Many times, the little god curled himself up into a small ball and fantasized that it would be nice if he had a mother.
In this way, when the Father God does not love Him, at least the Mother God can embrace Him.
When he was younger, he also asked Oriel and other gods where the Mother Goddess was.
Before all the perfunctory and deceptive remarks, the messengers of God first came to a unanimous statement that his mother had gone to a very far place and would not come back until he grew up.
However, He waited and waited, and now He is three years old and has become a great big boy.
But the Mother Goddess still did not appear.
Mianli thought that they were actually deceiving themselves.
There has never been a "Mother Goddess".
Seeing his gloomy expression, Zhuo Can guessed that he had brought up another sad story for the child, so he quickly changed the subject: "Okay, okay, don't think about it too much. Look, you can treat Lulu as your mother."
Mianli tilted her head, examined him carefully, and made a final decision: "Cancan looks more like her mother."
“…Hey, hey, hey.”
When the subway arrived at the station, Zhuo Can walked out holding Mian Li.
Just outside this place is Binhu Park, and on the terrace of the Wooden Book House, an unknown dinner and a true confession are waiting for him.
Zhuo Can, who was about to embark on the road to happiness, was still thinking about the argument just now.
He certainly cannot give in verbally, but deep down, Zhuo Can doesn't really care whether he is the father or the mother.
As long as I can give the lonely little god a home.
*
Jiang Xiao turned out to be Mian Li's father. Zhuo Can tossed and turned all night, but still found it hard to digest this fact.
The only good news is that Mianli will definitely be a beauty like Jiang Xiao when she grows up.
But will he still have the chance to see Mianli grow up?
How long does it take for a god to reach adulthood? Are a few hundred years enough? Is a thousand years enough?
It’s so far away.
By then, I would have become the ancient human being studied in textbooks and researched in museums.
Looking back, Jiang Xiao's hostility towards me was real.
Once they met in an elevator, and the "he" that the other person said "leave him" was not Lu Song.
It refers to the sleeping ceremony.
Not only is it normal for Jiang Xiao to dislike him, it is also normal for him to be afraid of Jiang Xiao and jealous of Jiang Xiao.
However, he used to think that all the jealousy was related to Lu Song, but now he suddenly realized that what he and Shen were fighting over was not her boyfriend, but her son.
When you put the whole thing together, everything seems to make sense.
Zhuo Can thought sadly that he could actually understand Jiang Xiao's feelings.
If Mianli was really his child, and some ungrateful person took Him away from him, and Mianli fell in love with living in someone else's house and regarded someone else as his father, he would also be furious, okay?
Compared to this, God is already very restrained.
After thinking about this, Zhuo Can felt even sadder.
It's already this late, why are you still thinking about others?
Besides this, there are two other difficult things.
One is whether to tell Lu Song the truth.
Another thing is, once I go to the company, how can I get along with President Jiang calmly?
After experiencing this accident, Mianli was not very calm. Fortunately, it was the weekend, and Zhuocan could stay at home with him without asking for leave.
After the weekend, Mianli didn't want him anymore and wanted to go back to the daycare class to play with Jiajia.
No one knows when Feifei will appear next time. According to the little fairy's theory, we should seize the time and spend more time with all the people we like.
It sounds like there's nothing wrong with it, but is it more important to see Tao Yingjia than to be with me?
Could it be that Mianli already likes Tao Yingjia more than himself?
Thinking of this, Zhuo Can's sadness reached a new level.
*
The abandoned old father returned to work in the company with all kinds of anxieties.
Monday's regular company meeting, all employees are seated.
Zhuo Can was in the third row and saw that the seat where Jiang Xiao usually sat was still empty.
There is really no need for the leader to come so early.
He wondered how he would face Jiang Zong later. Should he pretend he knew nothing and continue to be just a normal superior or a subordinate? Or should he say something like, "Forget about that idea and don't even think about taking Him away"?
Forget it, he's not that dramatic.
Oh right, I need to find some time to tell Lu Song the truth...
Zhuo Can's mind was in a mess, but even after the meeting ended, Jiang Xiao still didn't show up.
And from that day on, he never saw God come to work again.
Not only Zhuo Can, many people noticed the absence of the CFO.
It’s not because his job—now it should be “him”—is so important, but because he has lost such a beautiful and noble boss to look at, so he has even less motivation to come to work.
Although Jiang Xiao no longer appears in the company, he has not been replaced by a new person, and even his secretary has not been changed. He just stays in the empty vice president's office and slacks off with pay.
The secretary who can always accompany General Manager Jiang was already the most envied person by the female colleagues. Now she can get paid and do nothing every day, and the male colleagues all want to replace her.
However, it was this secretary who ran out of the office crying one day.
The secretary is smart and capable, never makes mistakes, does little work but earns a lot of money, is in excellent condition, and always smiles at everyone.
This was the first time she cried.
Zhuo Can happened to witness this scene.
Could it be that President Jiang has returned?
But with a character like that of God, any word he says to humans is a compliment, so how could he rebuke or blame them?
Zhuo Can was very curious and was unanimously nominated by other equally curious colleagues in the office to be the representative to find out what was going on.
He walked to the door of the vice president's office and remembered that once when he passed by here before, he caught a glimpse of Jiang Xiao leaning against the windowsill, looking at the tiny hustle and bustle of traffic downstairs.
The sun was shining brightly at that time, gently covering His body and casting a beautiful halo.
At that time, Zhuo Can felt that this scene was particularly holy.
It turns out to be true.
It turns out that the gods really did look down on the world in this way.
Zhuo Can knocked on the door, thinking he would not get a response, but he heard someone inside: "Come in."
He raised his eyebrows. This was Lu Song's voice.
Zhuo Can pushed the door open and went in. Sure enough, his boyfriend was inside, standing in his place where Hui Shen was last time.
There is another person opposite, but the light is against me and I can't see him clearly.
Lu Song was surprised to see it was him. He said to the person next to him, "Come here, let me introduce you. This is Director Zhuo from our technical department. He's only been here two years since graduation. He's definitely young and promising."
Sounds quite proud.
Zhuo Can immediately switched to professional corporate mode and put on a mask of a humble smile.
Lu Song introduced him: "This is Mr. Fei, the agent appointed by President Jiang. President Jiang has something to do and cannot come to the company for the next period of time, so he will leave it to Mr. Fei to handle it."
Zhuo Can walked over and was about to shake hands with the other party, but just as he raised his head, he was nailed to the spot.
The person in front of him staring at him without blinking had black hair like ink, red eyes, a tall and slender figure, and a kind of classical handsomeness.
He was not unfamiliar with this person, as he had been kidnapped by him not long ago.
...Flirting.
Zhuo Can was shocked.
Why is he here?!
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