The light in the master bedroom is bright, and Tong en stands at the door and refuses to go in.
Wan Jingting turned and looked down at her. He could not help but raise his lips. He was trying to tidy her hair, but she avoided her.
"Promise mom that you two brothers will take care of each other. When mom and dad are not around you, you can't be picky, you can't eat too many snacks. It's hot and it's going to be..."
At the other end of the phone came Zhizhi's clean children's voice. "Mom, I'm Zhizhi. We'll go back in a few days" made Tong en sour again. Thinking that the child was not with her since childhood, she felt that she owed the sensible child too much.
"My brother is beside me. Zhizhi, talk to mom quickly. " You don't have to look at Qiqi. He's a kid. He hands the phone to Zhizhi and asks him to say something.
"Chess! It's mom... " Tong en held back crying, afraid of being discovered by the child, and said, "where's my brother?"
Looking at her carefully from a distance like stealing something, Wan Jingting felt funny and angry. He stood in the same place without saying a word. Now her back was small and warm under the light.
He let go of her, and Tong en ran to the other corner of the room, clutching the mobile phone tightly, for fear that he would rob her.
The next second, the phone moved to tonn's ear, and he said to her in lip language, "you have three minutes."
Mother and son are heart to heart. When Tong en heard this, he raised his head excitedly, turned his face, and looked at the man's calm sight. Her eyes were full of prayers. Wan Jingting's hand holding the mobile phone trembled slightly, and his eyelids jumped violently, as if some emotion he knew and longed for was moving in his heart.
"Yes! Of course
Wan Jingting looked down at her face, frowned slightly, and lowered his voice. Do you want to talk to your mother on the phone
The soft and aggrieved voice made Tong's heart melt quickly. With his back to the man, the tears in his eyes were about to fall.
"Dad, when can I go back? My brother and I miss my mother so much. I haven't talked to my mother on the phone today. "
Wan Jingting quickly clasped her arm and pulled her in front of him. He held her firmly in his chest and deliberately lowered his head to move the mobile phone down to let her hear more clearly.
Tong en's calm eyes became eager. He heard the childish voice coming from the end of the phone. He couldn't control his movements and reached for the mobile phone.
"Daddy
Holding a mobile phone in his hand, the man immediately dials a number and connects it in front of her. His low voice is a bit gentle: "chess, it's dad."
"When can I see zhizhihe chess?"
Tong en shrank a little, his eyes full of caution, and his body language expressed the distance clearly.
This is the first time that Zhizhi listens to these words and nods his head honestly. However, Qiqi grabs the phone and helps Tong en to say, "if it's hot, you should wear less. If it's cold, you should wear more. You can't wear too much or too little. Mom, I can recite all these words. Don't worry. I'll take care of my brother. "
"Little people are big ghosts." Tong en smile, the uneasiness in the heart gradually eliminated, "soon, you can return to your mother."
"Hey, hey." Qiqi murmured and said, "Hey, mom, not only do we miss you, but Dad also said that he missed you very much. Did he tell you?"