"Xiaoqi, I know you want me to be together with your mother again, and I also know you want a complete home in your heart, but Xiaoqi, the world of adults is different from that of your children, and some things are not just what you want..."
Mu Xiaoqi sneered: "Oh! I don't believe you don't have any feelings for my mommy now! "
Leng Lingtian didn't give a positive answer, only said: "Xiaoqi, you are still young now, some things, when you grow up, you will naturally understand."
With that, he gently touched Mu Xiaoqi's head and turned to look out of the window. His eyes were deep, and he seemed to fall into a nightmare that he could not break free. No matter how he struggled, he could not break free.
Mu Xiaoqi looked at lenglingtian and Mu Anqi, and couldn't help sighing.
It's true that adults' thoughts are too complicated and strange. What they think in their hearts and what they say in their mouths are often not the same. Why do they have to live so tired and tangle like this? They can't be straightforward. That's why everyone is happy.
If the world of adults is as simple, direct and clean as that of children, the world may become different.
Not so much cheating, not so many complex thoughts, every day is full, happy and unhappy can show, and do not have to wear a mask, strong support happy, self deception alive.
He seemed to suddenly understand something and hung his head.
"In the future, I will not force you to accompany me for one day every week. If you don't have time, you can cancel such family reunion. Anyway, it's useless for me to force it. Instead of making them feel unhappy, it's better to leave me alone. Maybe after a long time, I'll get used to it."
Leng Lingtian and Mu Anqi are just like being hit in the head. They all turn their heads and look at him.
The little man in front of him is obviously only a little old, but he has a mind and maturity that he shouldn't have at his age. Their expressions are somewhat complex, especially Mu Anqi. After listening to his words, they feel inexplicably distressed.
It was these parents who didn't give him a sense of security, didn't try their best to give him a happy childhood, but because of their own reasons, let him early lost his innocence, early became mature, but his face, is so tender, pink, fleshy, his mind, and his age, his appearance, are very inconsistent.
"Xiaoqi, don't think too much. No matter how busy Mommy is, she will spare time to accompany you. I believe your father is the same as me. Although we are busy at ordinary times, we don't show too much. How much we love you, but I can be sure that our hearts care about you, love you and want to accompany you more."
"Well, that's right. No matter how busy I am, this weekend belongs to our family. I'll make time for it. Don't worry!"
Mu Xiaoqi raised her head, her eyes were red, and she was about to cry.
You know, he is young, but he seldom cries. He has the consciousness of a little man since he was a child. He knows that he is a boy, and he wants to protect mommy and his future partner, so he can't cry easily.
But now, he can't help feeling very uncomfortable.
"It will only make you unhappy if you are forced to get together. It's better not to get together like this. At the weekend, you're all busy. I can do it by myself."
His face is full of grievances. At first sight, he is angry. Children are the flesh of their parents. Mu Anqi and Leng Lingtian are no exception. They look at each other and see their anxiety from each other's eyes.
Mu angqi said: "no, no, we are not busy. Even if we are busy, we will take this day out to accompany you."
"En en en, that is, your mom and I will keep our promise until you grow up and feel that this kind of party can be properly adjusted or changed. Then we can think about how to do it, OK?"
Mu Xiaoqi flashed a bright light at the bottom of her eyes and gently pulled the corners of her mouth, but when he looked up, it was that poor grievance, which made Mu Anqi very distressed.
I really want to hold this little baby who is carved with powder and jade, and love her well.
"Really? Don't you all regret it? Didn't feel forced or unhappy at all? "
Mu Anqi and Leng Lingtian nodded, surprisingly consistent.
"Well, we won't regret it."
Leng Lingtian also said: "where can I be unhappy with my son, not to mention being forced, and if I don't want to, can you force your Laozi?"
He was going to touch his head, but he dodged and frowned discontentedly.
"Don't bully me! And you have to keep your word! Come and pull the hook! "
He looked up at his little head, proud and coquettish.
Leng Lingtian looked at his small meat hand, some can't laugh or cry, but he still put out his hand with a smile.
"Just pull the hook!"
His slender fingers caught his fleshy hand and shook it gently.
"No change for a hundred years! It's a puppy! "
"If I were a dog, you would be a dog, ha ha!"
At this time, the difficulty is that Leng Lingtian can still laugh. It is estimated that Mu Xiaoqi can be so presumptuous in front of him. More than that, he is willing and seems to be in a good mood.
Today, they didn't go to the zoo or the playground. Mu Xiaoqi said that it's meaningless to always go to those places. Recently, he was addicted to seeing paintings, and he didn't know what was in his head when he was young. Just today, a painter held an exhibition in their city a, and their family went there.
When he entered the exhibition, Mu Xiaoqi was like a different person. He was not like a child at all, nor was he as naughty as a child of this age. He was like an adult, staring at every painting on the wall, and he was very careful.
Leng Lingtian is nothing. Looking around, she can't see anything, not to mention mu angqi. She even thinks that some paintings are very messy, and she can't see what the painter is trying to express. Therefore, those who are engaged in art are quite crazy. How can ordinary people understand what they want to express?
They are watching behind Mu Xiaoqi. They are not as serious as Mu Xiaoqi.
"Why? Ling Tian? "
Leng Lingtian heard someone calling him, but he couldn't help turning around. When he saw the person calling him clearly, his expression changed slightly, but he soon recovered the faint expression and laughed at the person calling him.
"Professor Zhou, why are you here?"
Professor Zhou is an expert in andrology in a private hospital. He is about 60 years old. He is wearing a pair of gold glasses. His appearance makes people feel very kind and kind. He is a learned grandfather.
Professor Zhou took a look at Mu Anqi beside him and replied with a smile: "I heard that there is an art exhibition, so I came to have a look. I don't want to meet you."
"Is this your wife?"
Mu angqi is about to speak, Leng Lingtian smiles: "ex wife."
Professor Zhou's expression was slightly stiff, but he soon reacted and nodded with a smile.
"Oh, hello."
Mu Anqi nodded politely to Professor Zhou: "hello."