Shi Jing leaned on the door leading to the terrace, lowered his eyebrows, and when he heard him ask, he only nodded slightly, they had only been away for three hours, and he could only make it look like this.

Mo Wenlan sighed and praised: "It's really clean and neat." After thinking about it, he couldn't help but add: "I found that you have the potential to be a housewife and a man." ”

Shi Jing quickly raised his eyes to look at him, and suddenly turned his face to the side, and his pale earlobes were slightly flushed.

Mo Wenlan wanted to laugh a little, of course, it was more sad, only he understood how much Shi Jing had paid to achieve this step.

Those choices of life and death, those tortures of blood and tears, and the past of pain and suffering, were all closed in a place where others could not hear or see with his slightly thin lips and deep and dim eyes, he was very lucky, glad that Shi Jing met Si Qi, no matter what Si Qi thought, but fortunately he met Si Qi, even if the two will always be a cooperative relationship in the future, but Si Qi will at least not push him into hell again.

He could see that Si Qi was indeed a kind-hearted person, even if she was wearing layers of armor, only revealing a small part that she was willing to be seen, but he believed that Si Qi would not hurt Shi Jing.

This is enough for him, Shi Jing's dark life needs someone to pry open a corner.

The two were relatively silent, and after a while, there was the sound of footsteps at the top of the stairs.

Mo Wenlan bent back, made a soft iron plate bridge, glanced at the staircase, immediately smiled on his face, and winked at Shi Jing, who also looked up: "Your son is up." ”

Shi Jing immediately stood up straight at a loss, probably wanting to go out, but he paused again, looking very nervous.

Mo Wenlan took advantage of Si Xiaojun's lack of entry yet, and said quickly: "Teacher Si has agreed to let Xiaojun call you dad, and the agreement between you adults is not to let the child get involved." He raised an eyebrow and asked meaningfully, "Do you understand what I mean?"

Shi Jing's eyes lit up, does this mean that his connection with Si Qi is one step closer?

The pestle was silent for a while, and then he nodded vigorously, and said a rare smooth sentence: "I will treat him as my own son." ”

When Mo Wenlan heard this, he quietly swept his eyes, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, as long as a person thinks, as long as he has what he wants, he will have the motivation to go down, and the so-called desire makes people move forward.

It just so happened that Si Xiaojun ran to the door, stood by the door with his hands behind his back, looked at the room with his probe, and finally locked his eyes on Shi Jing.

Mo Wenlan squatted down with a smile, touched his red little earlobe, and asked with a smile: "Xiaojun, do you like this room?"

Si Xiaojun nodded heavily: "I like it." ”

Mo Wenlan turned his head and pointed at Shi Jing, and asked with a smile: "He will be your father in the future, are you happy?"

Si Xiaojun glanced at Shi Jing shyly, his chubby hand scratched his chin, and his smiling eyes narrowed into a slit: "Happy." After a pause, he said, "I will have a father in the future, of course I am happy." ”

Mo Wenlan rubbed his little head, pushed him into the door with a slight force on his back, pointed at Shi Jing, and said, "Then can you call him Dad?"

Shi Jing: "......"

His hand twisting his pants froze, and the whole person seemed to have been thrown a bomb from the depths of his soul, staring at the little person not far away in horror, his floating eyes were firmly glued, he almost didn't dare to breathe, for fear of missing it, and time seemed to stop at this moment, but his eyes looked at Si Xiaojun without blinking, and he tried his best to suppress the unspeakable expectations that were full of his heart and lungs, even delusions.

Si Xiaojun looked at him from afar, his round little face and big round eyes seemed to be a little solemn, and he didn't look like a six-year-old child at all.

After a while, I saw Si Xiaojun walking on his short legs, walking towards Shi Jing step by step, until he stood beside his legs, and then reached out and tugged at the corner of his clothes, as if he wanted him to squat down.

Shi Jing was stunned for a moment, hesitated for a long time, but still squatted down with his strength, his slender eyelashes kept trembling, the heart in his chest was beating rapidly, and he was almost about to slide out of his esophagus, he was so nervous that he held his breath until he was a little suffocated, all his thoughts were frozen at this moment, his mind was empty, and he seemed to be stuffed with a lot of things, but he still squatted down according to his instinct, and his eyes were level with Si Xiaojun.

Si Xiaojun looked at him quietly for a while, suddenly stepped forward, stretched out his hands, hugged his neck, rested his head on his shoulder, slowly hugged him, and after a long time, he called softly: "Dad." ”

Shi Jing: "......"

Shi Jing, who had already stiffened into a piece of wood, was suddenly clinging to this softness, and there was a soft child's voice calling his father in his ears, so crisp, so surprised, so attached, as if they were originally connected by blood, and the unfamiliar touch was like a sharp knife, flashing with an almost dazzling light, splitting his life shrouded in layers of black fog, and let out a sharp whistling, and a burst of shattering sounds sounded in his ears.

The indestructible darkness is breaking, the invisible prison is shrinking, the rumbling sound comes from the depths of his heart, the crack is getting bigger and wider, separating the two sides, a gratuitous pathos flows into his heart inexplicably, in a trance he seems to be in the endless clouds, several years of light and sunshine rush by, he hears the sorrow of the years, sees the joys and sorrows of more than ten years of hopelessness, the picture that passes in a hurry, and the thick ink envelops his life.

The pain was so thick, but the light only flashed like a fleeting light, leaving no trace.

He took a deep breath, trembled and stretched out his hands, and gently hugged the person leaning on him into his arms, his hands trembled, and the violent ups and downs of his thoughts made his skeletal face almost distorted, and his wood-like body shattered into powder at this moment, as if what he was holding in his arms was the testimony of his tragic life, and it was also like a turning point in his farewell to his tragic life, and it was more like the hottest lamp in his tragic life.

For a moment, he almost burst into tears.

"Dad. Si Xiaojun screamed again and said with a little choked up: "I finally have a father, and I will have a father in the future, so happy." ”

For Shi Jing, who was in extreme turmoil, this choking sentence was like a tear jerker, Shi Jing finally couldn't bear to burst into tears, his eyes were red, tears rolled out silently, his heart seemed to be pinched by someone, and the meridians of his body were pulled out of pain, so that he moved his whole body with a hair, and finally even his soul trembled, but even though his heart fluctuated and his brain swirled, he still couldn't say a word.

"Dad. Si Xiaojun didn't feel the strangeness of Shi Jing, who was newly appointed as a father, but just hugged his neck, full of joy, "I'll call you dad every day in the future, okay?"

After a long time, he heard a slightly choked voice.

Mo Wenlan quietly looked at the picture in front of him, and after a long time, he suddenly stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, raised his head slightly, and wanted to force back the tears in his eyes, his pity, sympathy, and unwillingness to Shi Jing rushed to the peak at this moment.

After being silent for a long time, he pressed his eyes with his palm, wiped away his tears, quietly retreated from the door, quietly closed the door, and went downstairs silently with his hands on the stool.

Si Qi just came out of the bathroom, and the two collided head-on at the corner of the living room, Si Qi's faint and detached face suddenly appeared with a somewhat common smile, and the corners of his eyes were slightly raised, revealing a little kindness, and the transformation was only half a second, which almost made people feel dazzled.

Mo Wenlan was stunned for a moment, but quickly removed the different colors, and said with a casual smile: "The two of them are upstairs, and they are chatting quite happily, I don't think it's too easy to disturb, so I came down first." ”

"Talk?" Si Qi showed a little surprise on his face, and said with some amusement: "What can the two of them talk about?"

Mo Wenlan didn't answer, just pointed to the living room, smiled and raised his eyebrows: "Have a cup of tea together?"

Si Qi saw him step to the living room, so he had to follow, thinking left and right, he felt that his heart was not very steady, he picked a seat opposite Mo Wenlan and sat down, and said tentatively: "Xiaojun is not very sensible, and he likes to ask questions and ask questions, I am afraid that he will say something bad, or ......."

"You're underestimating this kid. Mo Wenlan intercepted her words directly, glanced at her while boiling water, and said: "He is very smart, the smartest child I have ever seen, and he is very sensible, more than he should be sensible at his age." ”

This is a bit unpolite, and it is not quite in line with the swaggering attribute of him giving two bowls of laughter when he sees people, and he can't wait to put the peacock tail erected on people's faces.

Si Qi's hand brushing his hair froze, and after a while, he withdrew his hand as if nothing happened, and said with a slight smile: "He is indeed very sensible." ”

"However, doesn't Teacher Si think you taught him too well?" Mo Wenlan noticed her uncomfortable little movements, which aggravated the degree of temptation meaningfully: "You know that I studied psychology, and his level of sensibility is, in our words, a little precocious. ”

"Precociousness is not necessarily a bad thing. Si Qi faintly heard that he seemed to be a bad person, and after a pause, he showed an impeccable smile at him, "He's my son, I don't think there's anything wrong with that." ”

Although her tone was peaceful, and she even had a comfortable smile on her face, she gave a detached answer with a needle hidden in the cotton, which made people unable to answer, and the meaning of her words was very clear, Si Xiaojun is her son, whether she is precocious or not is her business, and others have no right to point fingers, but she said it very tactfully, obviously used to being kind to others, even if she doesn't agree and is unhappy, it won't make people too embarrassed.

I don't know if it's really a free and easy personality, she can treat external objects as nothing, or she doesn't bother to argue with people at all, because these people have never entered her heart, so she doesn't care.