Song yu'er pursed her lips. She felt that she was about to lose her emotion.
"Come, my grandfather will come tomorrow." Song yu'er smiles at her.
Little moon was happy for a while, and the voice was soft and feeble. "Mommy, why do all the children on TV have daddy and Mommy? Why does little moon only have mommy and no daddy? Where is little moon's daddy?"
Song yu'er was shocked. She raised her eyes and looked at Shen Jiaxin standing beside the little moon.
Shen Jiaxin also looked helpless and explained in a low voice: "I'm afraid she's too boring. I'll show her some cartoons. I think she's very happy. I didn't expect that she would notice this..."
A two-and-a-half-year-old asked where her father was.
Shen Jiaxin suddenly thought of a sentence, the more the lack of fatherly children, the more sensitive they are to the things around them.
Song yu'er's fingers pinched the palm of her hand. She wanted to bring Fu Si Mu to see her, but Fu Si Mu left without saying hello.
He's always like this. It doesn't matter whether she's sad or not.
Bearing the pain in her heart, song yu'er reaches out her hand and wipes the rice grains at the corner of the moon's mouth. She smiles and her voice is soft: "Daddy is busy with his work. When he's free, he'll come to see you."
Little moon looked up at her in a daze: "Mommy, what does daddy look like? Why is he always busy with his work? Is work more important than little moon? "
Song yu'er can't answer. Her eyes are so sour that she wants to go into the cave.
"Mommy, why are you crying?" Little moon stretched out two short hands and wiped her face. "Mommy, don't cry. Did Daddy bully you?"
Song yu'er shakes her head. She didn't want to cry, but she can't control her tears.
"Miss..." Shen Jiaxin couldn't bear to shout.
Song yu'er lowered her head, covered her face, wiped away her tears, and shook her head: "I'm ok, little darling, you're here with aunt Xiaoxin, and mommy has gone back in advance."
"Mommy doesn't sleep with little moon?" Small moon took her hand, not willing to leave her.
Song yu'er is deeply shaken in her heart. She wants to stay, but she is afraid that she can't control her emotions and make her child sad with her.
Little moon's heart has always been very sensitive, her emotions will cause her great trouble.
Song yu'er swallowed for a while and tried to say in a calm tone: "mommy has something else to do tonight. Tomorrow Mommy will come to accompany you, OK?"
Little moon didn't shake her head or nod her head, her eyes fell on her shoulder, fingers gently pointed to the past: "Mommy bleeding?"
Song yu'er noticed that the wound on her shoulder was bleeding again.
But she never felt the pain.
"No Song yu'er tells a lie with her eyes open. "This is the dye that mommy accidentally sticks to. Mommy goes back to clean it. Xiaoyueyue listens to Aunt Xiaoxin, OK?"
"All right." Little moon's voice dragged long, like a little helpless, "that mommy remember to accompany little moon tomorrow!"
Song yu'er said in a hoarse voice, "well, Mommy will come."
Leaving xiaoyueyue's house, song yu'er looks at the dark night sky without expression. Shen Jiaxin follows her to send her out.
"Miss."
"Take care of her. Tell my father tomorrow and let him come and see the little moon."
"Miss, you..."
Song yu'er slightly side head, looking at the room emitting soft yellow light: "I'll come tomorrow night."
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