Mo Wenlan smiled and said, "The door should be open, you just need to see if you are satisfied." ”

Shi Jing glanced at her and asked, "To... Do you want me to take you..."

"No, I don't. Si Qi quickly said, "I know which one." ”

Si Xiaojun turned to pull Shi Jing's hand, dragged him to the sofa and sat down, and trembled and wanted to pour him tea, Mo Wenlan saw this and quickly took a hand and helped him pour the tea, and saw him holding a small teacup, handing it to Shi Jing diligently, and then sitting next to Shi Jing obediently, and asked sideways: "Dad, you go on, what happened to the little wooden man in the end? Did he find his parents?"

Si Qi: "......"

is so diligent that at a glance, you can tell that it is not a genetic system that grows with her.

In Mo Wenlan's well-organized smile, she barely maintained a peaceful smile and fled.

went up to the second floor, listening to Si Xiaojun's cheers and clapping, she suddenly felt that her steps were getting heavier and heavier, until she couldn't walk at all, so she simply leaned against the wall and eavesdropped.

I don't know which country and which version of the fairy tale, it sounds a little unfamiliar, Shi Jing's voice is low and hoarse when he speaks, I only listen to him tell fairy tales in a flat tone, a little inexplicably weird, but even if he sometimes stutters, his voice is sometimes loud and sometimes small, but he still insists on saying it, and Si Xiaojun doesn't care whether he says it well or badly, as long as it comes out of his mouth, he is very happy, so he keeps clapping his palm.

Listen, it is indeed as Mo Wenlan said, they seem to get along really happily, and Shi Jing, who is happy to be a father when the new official takes office, really looks like a father.

"Daddy, Daddy, you drink tea, you drink tea. After a story, Si Xiaojun once again diligently persuaded Shi Jing to drink tea, and he must have looked very doglegged.

Si Qi just wanted to laugh when he heard it, but after laughing, he was full of sadness and loneliness.

Actually, Mo Wenlan is right, in the process of children's growth, the role of the father is indeed extremely important, she can be a good mother, but she cannot replace the existence of the father.

Maybe she should think about Mo Wenlan's proposal, getting married together is just a matter between her and Shi Jing, in Si Xiaojun's eyes, all this is true, if it is really a long-term cooperation, there is no difference between true and false.

I hope they can really work together for a long time.

She stroked her face and continued inside.

The room next to Shi Jing's bedroom is wide open, it should be a "stage" set aside for play, she stood at the door and took a look, and didn't expect to see the expected black style, a large room of fifty or sixty square meters, sporadically placed indispensable furniture furnishings, although the tone is a little chaotic, but looking inexplicably a little happy, the suitcase was placed in front of the wardrobe, she shrugged her shoulders and stepped into the door.

The big wardrobe with four doors open, Shi Jing's clothes pretended to be really full of a cabinet with a door, and the clothes she brought over were not full of one-third of the cabinet, and the huge dressing table was empty, and it really didn't look like a cohabitation from a distance, it seemed that I had to take time to make a big purchase, at least the food, clothing and housing things had to be put out, otherwise how could this play continue to be performed.

After cleaning up, walking around the room, she shook the terrace again, two reclining chairs were flat, and in the middle was a small coffee table, with a set of tea sets on it, covered with a white cover, which should be newly placed, no matter how it looked, it didn't look like it had been used, and the teacups were the same as downstairs, the tea set of mutton fat jade, and the small teacup was carved with a blooming lily, which was very in line with her aesthetics.

Sitting on the recliner, she took out her mobile phone, made a simple list of daily necessities to be purchased, made a rough budget, and half an hour later, she staggered downstairs, ready to slip away.

In the living room, Mo Wenlan sat on the sofa by the window reading a book, Si Xiaojun was next to Shi Jing, sitting on the edge of the desk and learning origami cranes and roses, he put his head in front of Shi Jing from time to time, blinked his big eyes, and asked this question in a chatter, Shi Jing lowered his head, and responded from time to time, the movements in his hands never stopped, I saw his fingers flying, like a butterfly dancing in the wind, and in a moment, a paper crane stood on his fingertips, spreading its wings and ready to fly.

"Dad, you're amazing, you're amazing, I still want a rose. Si Xiaojun was very excited when he held the paper crane, staring at Shi Jing with bright eyes.

Shi Jing took a piece of red colored paper from the side again, folded it left and right, ten fingers flew, in less than ten seconds, a layer upon layer of red roses took shape, he handed the paper flower to Si Xiaojun, touched his head, the corners of his mouth were slightly pursed, revealing a trace of invisible doting: "What else do you want?"

Si Xiaojun stared at the flower in his hand and exclaimed: "Dad, you are the most powerful person I have ever met." ”

"It's simple. Shi Jing was a little cramped, his face was slightly red, showing a little shyness.

Si Xiaojun laughed, pursed his lips and insisted, "It's just very powerful." ”

Shi Jing's fingers hesitated, but he still touched his little head, and continued to pick up a piece of paper to fold flowers for him, this kind of repetitive mechanical labor is tedious and complicated, which tests people's patience and shrewdness, but it is the field he is best at, he is very glad that Si Xiaojun just likes these things, giving him space and ways to play.

Si Xiaojun was on the edge of the table, staring intently at Shi Jing's hand, letting out waves of exclamations from time to time, with undisguised admiration and excitement on his face.

This situation was inexplicably beautiful, almost so that Si Qi couldn't bear to break it, she stood by the wall, and she was in a dilemma for a while.

Mo Wenlan was the first to see her, raised the book in his hand, and asked with a smile: "Do you want to leave?" I still have a few pages, let me finish reading?"

Shi Jing and Si Xiaojun looked up at her in unison, and the two of them acted surprisingly consistently.

Si Qi smiled awkwardly, stroked his hair as if seeking security, and said as he walked, "It's okay, you look first." ”

She walked to the coffee table by herself, poured a cup of tea, pretended to hold it in her hand, and saw a book on the sofa, which she just took over and flipped through it, wanting to fill her time out of place, which made her less embarrassed.

Si Xiaojun ran over with a fake rose, and handed her the flower diligently: "Mommy, look, this is a flower given to you by Dad, Dad folded it himself, and Dad's is super powerful." ”

Si Qi: "......"

Obviously you wanted it yourself, but it took less than two minutes for it to be given to me?

This ability to "open your eyes and talk nonsense" has completely reached the level of internationalization, and it is simply speechless.

This is certainly not what she taught, it must not be what she taught.

Si Qi stared at Si Xiaojun, who was full of nonsense, took the flower with mixed tastes, lowered her eyes and looked at it, Shi Jing's hand was really coincidental, no different from the real one, she commented embarrassedly: "It's really like." ”

Si Xiaojun nodded busily: "Mommy, is Dad super powerful, he will fold a lot." ”

Si Qi glanced at Shi Jing, the latter's eyes just met her, and immediately turned away in a panic, his face changed slightly, and the hands holding the colored paper were involuntarily twisted together, as if he was extremely nervous, and his originally pale cheeks faintly floated a trace of red, and he seemed to be a little shy.

Si Qi blinked, a little speechless.

As for it?

It's not the first time they've met, it's like a newlywed couple entering a cave room.

I don't know why, in the face of such a Shi Jing, her heart that has been frozen for several years jumped lightly, she remembered that when Shi Jing went to her house for the first time, walking in the stairwell, she inadvertently turned her head, under the different levels of light, Shi Jing's pale and thin face was unusually fair, there was a kind of breathtaking handsomeness, his uncertain eyes, deep and dark pupils, and even his hands that were often nervous and at a loss, all like a painting.

Perfectly integrated with the person in the painting in her distant memory.

It's as if they're the same person.

In silence, she clutched the teacup tightly, the more she thought about it, the more she felt her heart beating rapidly, and countless pictures surged in her mind to brush the sense of existence, galloping in the direction she didn't want to think, so that she used 100,000 efforts to maintain a peaceful look, and drank the tea in the cup casually, looked at her watch for some reason, and said with a smile: "It's almost three o'clock, I'm almost going back to kindergarten, and I still have interest classes to take in the evening." ”

Mo Wenlan immediately put down the book, got up and picked up the car keys from the table, and said to Shi Jing, "I'll send them back." ”

Shi Jing put down the colored paper in his hand and got up, but unfortunately he had nothing to say, and watched Si Qi disappear from the door with Si Xiaojun, who was full of reluctance and turned back three times in one step, the originally lively and warm villa instantly regained its coldness, he walked to the door, watched Mo Wenlan's car go away in the dust, and finally disappeared on the forest path, and then turned around to look at the originally familiar living room, and suddenly there was a touch of strangeness from the bottom of his heart.

He slowly moved to the living room, looked at the various colored papers on the table, which were full of flowers and plants and various small animals that he folded with Si Xiaojun, these colored papers were originally bought by his mother Meng Shiyun and prepared to be used to coax Si Xiaojun to play, and the teapot on the coffee table was still steaming, which was specially customized in the tea shop after he came back from Si Qi's house, and after lingering in the living room for a while, he went to the second floor.

Si Qi brought over five sets of clothes and hung them in the wardrobe, which was very thin, and the gift box she carried was placed at the bottom of the wardrobe.

Although Mo Wenlan persuaded her to agree to move some things over and make a false appearance of living together, she was obviously very perfunctory, and her clothes were not enough for a business trip.

Standing at the door, silent for a long time, he swept his eyes over the empty large wardrobe and makeup table, thinking about the originally lively popularity and fireworks in the living room, and then went back to the living room, took out his mobile phone, and began to carry out a network cleaning.

Five days later, on Saturday afternoon.

Si Qi took a special car, first went to the mall for a big purchase, and then moved to Shi Jing's villa with a large bag, probably said hello in advance, as soon as the car stopped at the door, the door opened, Si Xiaojun shouted for his father, and rushed into the villa happily.