The so-called life, there is a companion, there is support and dependence. Xuan is gone, and there is Xiao Fengche. I just hope that he can grow up safely and healthily forever
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Four years later.
"Ding Dong"
the doorbell of the apartment door is rang.
"Coming!" Inside came a beautiful female voice. Then, the door opened and a beautiful woman with short hair and ears went out at the door.
"Wan Ying," the visitor said with a smile. Looking at the people outside, Wan Ying exclaimed in surprise, "J, long time no see!"
J laughs, "I happen to have an exchange meeting in Florida. By the way, I'll come and see Xiao Che."
"Oh, you Godfather really didn't know it. You think of my son everywhere!"
"Ha ha, his body is out of my hand conditioning, how can I not miss it?"
"Come in, come in." WANYING cheerfully welcome into J, cut off her long hair, temperament add three points capable, graceful slim body, and add three points mature charm. Compared with that hot little girl in those years, she has an irresistible charm now.
J is very familiar with this place. He comes here several times a year on average, just like his own home. Since I recognized Xiaoche as my son, I have been more diligent.
"By the way, where's Xiao Che?" He glanced around and didn't see the child.
Wan Ying pointed to the back door, "playing in the back garden."
As soon as her voice fell, the door opened again, and a very beautiful young man came into the room. He was only thirteen or fourteen years old. His white face was as warm as jade, his eyes were as black as ink, his nose was straight, and his red lips were very charming. He is a little taller than boys of the same age, almost to 1.7 meters, a white casual clothes, temperament introverted, although thin body, it does not look very weak.
Wan Ying walked over with a smile and patted his head, "boy, you're back! Is high school so easy? So soon after school? "
Xiao Xu frowned, swept her, but grabbed her hand.
"I'm in the special recruitment class. I don't have so many rules." Because it is in the period of voice change, the voice seems to be a little low, there is a kind of unique charm of young people.
Xiao Xu's brain is very smart, and he has achieved excellent results in all subjects. In just four years, he has jumped to grade 10 of senior high school. Because of his excellent brain and appearance, he became a man of the year in the school. Every day, his elder sister, who was several years older than him, openly expressed his love to him. In this case, he never turned a blind eye to it. Because he knows very well what his goal is and how much responsibility he has on his shoulders. He doesn't care about all the miscellaneous things.
Xiao Xu walked into the living room and saw J. he said politely, "Hello uncle J."
"Xiao Xu, I haven't seen you for a while. You've grown tall again!" "This is the book you were looking for last time," he said
Xiao Xu said, "thank you, uncle J."
Wan Ying came over and glanced curiously, only to see the words "immune system", which was put away by Xiao Xu without any trace. Her heart a warm, sweet looking at this boy, know that he is for small Che, will read these books related to his body.
Unable to stand her moving eyes, Xiao Xu turned his head and asked, "where's Xiao Che?"
"In the back garden."
"Well, I'll see him." Xiao Xu went directly to the back door, pushed the door open, and saw the little boy sitting on the steps in the yard.
Looking from his back, it's a small one, but it's surprisingly quiet.
Xiaoxu smiles, walks over, sits beside him, and looks at him with his eyes. "Xiaoche, how can you sit here?"
The little boy was born very beautiful, with perfect facial features, just like the masterpiece of God. But his face was very pale, as if he could not shine on the sun for a long time, and his dark bright eyes were like a deep pool, safe as a mirror, containing countless secrets, which were hard to penetrate. He sat there quietly, next to the Obsidian walking stick that never left him.
He turned his head and gently opened the corners of his lips to Xiaoxu. His tender voice was very light, "little uncle"
Xiaoxu lovingly picked him up and put him on his leg, "Xiaoche, don't sit in such a cool place in the future. Be careful of getting sick. At that time, Mommy will be worried again. "
Little Feng Che obediently nodded his head, nestled in the warm arms of my little uncle, quiet and lovely, like a fragile magnetic doll, holding in the palm of his hand are afraid of falling.
"Xiao Che, tell my uncle what are you doing here?"
Xiao Feng Che shook his head and his bright eyes fell down.
See he doesn't say, small Xu pick delicate and handsome eyebrow, tentatively ask, "isn't it uncomfortable again?"
He pursed his little lips and nodded for a while.
Xiao Xu's eyes were tight, and he held him lovingly. On his always cold young face, he was moved and praised with a smile: "Xiao Che is a strong good child."
Every time, as soon as Xiao Fengche's body appears, Wan Ying will be too nervous to eat and sleep. He stays by the bed day and night, holding his little hand, for fear that he will disappear when he releases it.Although Xiao Fengche is only four years old, she seems to understand a lot of things in her uneasiness.
He began to know how to be considerate of Mommy. No matter how sad he was, he would never take the initiative to say that many times, just like now, he sat quietly in the back garden.
This child is so quiet It hurts.
Xiaoxu leads xiaofengche into the living room, J immediately gets up, walks over and bends down, "Xiaoche, do you want to be a godfather?"
The little guy blinked his bright eyes, nodded his head gently, and the beautiful corners of his lips were slowly hooked up, "yes,"
that extraordinary calm little appearance made the introverted J smile, "Xiao Che is the best!" He paused, his eyes swept over Wan Ying, and then asked gently, "Godfather will draw a little blood from you later, just a little is enough, will Xiao Che be afraid?"
Xiao Che shook his head, his eyes clear and pressing.
J a smile, "small Che is really brave."
Wan Ying can't help but wring her eyebrows and drooping her eyes. J's recent examination results are not satisfactory. Seeing her son's face getting paler and weaker, her heart is as miserable as being cut by a knife.
At this time, her hand was pulled by a small hand, and she lowered her head to look at the small clear water. That beautiful little face, is full of indifferent beyond the age.
"Mommy, I want to eat mango pudding."
On hearing this, Wan Ying quickly smiles at him, "no problem, it's on mommy. Mommy will do it for you."
"Thank you, Mommy."
"Godfather, let's go up." Xiao Che turns around slowly and takes the initiative to go upstairs.
J and Xiao Xu look at each other. The bottom of their eyes is obviously shocked. Xiao Che is obviously supporting Wan Ying. He doesn't want her to see the way she is being bled, because he knows that mommy will be sad.
Go upstairs that professional diagnosis and treatment room, J took the syringe, hesitated for a moment, lift eyes looking at small Che, "pain, tell Godfather."
Xiao Che nodded, but he was about to go down, but Xiao Che suddenly said, "godfather, wait a minute."
J is busy to stop, doubt of ask, "how?"
Small Che will be placed on the side of the stick in small hands, looking at it, whispered: "godfather, you can."
J glanced at the black cane, and thought it was Xiao Che's favorite toy, but he never inquired about its origin. He quickly drew out a few milliliters of blood. From beginning to end, Xiao Che didn't shout. After drawing blood, he put down his sleeve, raised his head and said to j: "godfather, this time, keep mum's secret."
J A Zheng, turn round, "small Che......"
"Mommy has been suffering from insomnia and has a bad appetite recently." Xiao Che's eyes are bright, just like the stars hanging at night.
He light a sentence, J understood everything.
He came to Xiaoche, squatted down, moved and said: "Godfather is really happy, Xiaoche has grown up, can love mommy so much."
Xiao Che raised his perfect little lip, "little uncle said, daddy is not here, in the future, I will take care of Mommy."
J narrowed his deep eyes and said nothing. He just hugged his little body and felt, "Xiao Che, if your father can see you, he will be very proud."
Xiao Che hesitated and asked in a low voice: "godfather, my daddy, is it very powerful?"
J a smile, nod a way: "yes, he is very fierce, small Che later, also can be as fierce as him."
After serious consideration, Xiao Che shakes his head and says, "don't do it."
J asks curiously, "why not? Isn't it good to be as good as your daddy? "
"Because Daddy is very powerful, he left Mommy. I don't want to be like him. Then Mommy will be left alone..." Small Che hang down eyes, light say: "will be very pitiful."
J was really conquered by this four-year-old child. From childhood to adulthood, little Fengche was different from other children. He never cried and seldom laughed. He had a kind of mysterious tranquility. But it's undeniable that the child is very sensible.
J promised with a smile, "well, godfather will only tell you that mommy, Xiaoche, is very healthy."
This time, Xiao Fengche raised his lips and laughed.
When J took his little hand downstairs, Wan Ying and Xiao Xu immediately came forward, "J, Xiao Che Are you all right? " Wan Ying's voice, tight, listen carefully, skim silk tremble.
J looked at small Che one eye, a smile, "this time, very good."
"Really?" Wan Ying's eyes brightened and relaxed. She picked up her son. Xiao Che put out her little hand and stroked her still twisted eyebrows. She said quietly, "Mommy, this is not beautiful."
Wan Ying laughs and stares, "nonsense, when is mommy not beautiful?"
Listen to j said that his son is OK, Wan Ying's mood is excellent, this good mood, has been extended to the evening. She watched her son go back to the room after he fell asleep, standing on the balcony, staring at the night sky, tasting red wine.
"Xuan, did you see that? My son is growing up day by day. He is really good. “To the starry sky, she said with a smile.
"However, it seems that the boy is too good, which makes me feel a little guilty. It seems that he cares about me and takes care of me, but my mommy is a little inferior..." Wan Ying embarrassed smile, "seriously, he really like you."
Like him, Pang himself, Pang her, a mother with many shortcomings.
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