The door slowly opened, and the eternal time stood still.

The daylight of day poured down on the gray corridors of the hospital room.

Hua Jun squinted uncomfortably, wanting to raise his hand to block it.

The intense aura gradually dissipated, and the silhouette of the man became clear.

In the past, he had sword eyebrows, dark eyes, a high nose, thin lips, and deep facial features.

Suddenly, his pupils constricted, and his heart pounded out of his body.

She muttered, "Ye Jiang?"

"Huh?" responded to her with a deep, familiar voice.

Hua Jun's eyes were hot, and tears rained down.

**

Ye Jueyi sent Meng Shuyan directly to the Cultural Palace early the next morning, and did not report to Tian Sangsang.

The driver's car, when she arrived at the place, Ye Jueyi hugged Meng Shuyan down.

Meng Shuyan is dressed up in a new look today.

Curly hair, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, red lips and white teeth, how cute people look at. Especially the clothes he was wearing were still new, a clean sky blue shirt and a pair of small black pants, which Ye Jueyi personally changed into for him.

Meng Shuyan twisted his little eyebrows, and wanted to get out of the car by himself, but his grandmother insisted on holding him.

He's four years old, right?

For Ye Jueyi, her grandson is white, soft and soft, and she can't hold it enough.

Like a little sweetheart and like a little padded jacket.

She took a bag from the car, stuffed it into his school bag, and lovingly instructed, "Yanyan, this is what grandma prepared for you." There's a bottle of milk, a boiled egg, and a small loaf of bread to eat when you're hungry. ”

Meng Shuyan nodded stunned. He's not a mother, he's not pregnant, how can he still eat so much? Just after breakfast, he has to stretch out a little sister in his stomach if he eats again.

"Okay, goodbye grandma. The little guy turned around three times and said softly.

In the morning, Meng Shuyan's spirit was not very good. He remembered that last night at his grandmother's house, his grandmother kept asking him some inexplicable questions. I asked my mother if she had anything to eat for him at home, what did you eat, and what did my mother and Junzi do usually???

It's still that doubt, mom and grandma Junzi have been too good to him recently, so good that the little guy feels abnormal. It's not that they treated him badly before, it's that he's starting to get upset.

A bottle of milk Meng Shuyan drank in the morning, although he only wanted to drink a few sips, but it was a waste if he couldn't finish it, so he had to save.

At the end of school, a child blocked Meng Shuyan's way.

"Jiang Shuyan, why hasn't your father come to pick you up today?"

He thought Zhao Chun was his father.

This kid is strong, called Qiangqiang, and he is the one next door who learns taekwondo. He was four years older than Meng Shuyan, standing in front of Meng Shuyan, a head taller. He usually likes to deal with Meng Shuyan, and the more the other party ignores him, the more energetic he becomes.

Sometimes he is tall and big, and he likes to bully Meng Shuyan, but the other party tries to avoid it.

Meng Shuyan's face was expressionless.

"Qiangqiang, who are you talking to?" The delicate female voice, Jia Wenxiu walked over.

Qiang Qiang saw that this was his new aunt, his father introduced him to him.

Aunt Jia is good to him, he will buy him everything he wants.

Qiang Qiang was aggrieved, and said accusatorily: "Auntie, he ignores me of this person." ”

Meng Shuyan glanced at them, with a small face, and tightened the straps of his schoolbag with both hands.

Moving his calves, he walked forward lightly.

Jia Wenxiu pulled Qiang Qiang to his side and sneered:

"Who are you, what is he? Don't play with him, he's a dog mongrel. ”

Qiang Qiang didn't understand well, "What is a dog mongrel?"

"It was born of a son of a. ”

"Not people. ”

"There is a mother who has no father to raise. ”

"It's not a thing yet. ”

"I'm going to be a little beggar in the future. ”

Jia Wenxiu spit out several words of disdain in a row.

Meng Shuyan stopped, turned his head and asked softly, "Who are you talking about?"

Jia Wenxiu snorted: "Who else but you." ”

Meng Shuyan stared at her coldly: "I have a father." "This is a vicious woman.

Jia Wenxiu snorted triumphantly, and made a gesture of talking to his peers.

"You have a dad, but your dad is dead. ”

"You don't have a dad anymore. ”

"Your mother is going to run away with someone, and you don't want anyone anymore. ”

"You're a little bastard that no one wants. ”

"It's not worth giving us strong shoes. ”

Meng Shuyan's eyes widened: "You lie." ”

Jia Wenxiu smiled: "Why am I lying to you? You still don't know?"

"Your dad is dead a long time ago, otherwise why didn't he come back for so long?"

"If you don't believe me, ask your mother!"

Meng Shuyan pursed his lips tightly, tears flashed in his eyes, and he drooped his head.

Thinking of the recent anomaly, the little one sensitively sensed something.

was angry with his parents, and Ji Wenxiu wanted to vent it on him. She didn't care if it was bullying a child. The goal was achieved, and she said to Qiang Qiang with a smile: "Qiang Qiang, you wait for your aunt here, and your aunt will talk to your teacher about something." ”

Qiangqiang's attention was not on her, and he nodded casually.

Dog mongrel Jiang Shuyan. ”

Qiang Qiang looked at him and clapped his hands.

"No wonder you look like a little girl. ”

"No, it's a doll. ”

"Foreign varieties wow. ”

"So you're not human. ”

"You're a little bastard. ”

The more you look at it, the cuter it becomes, and Qiang Qiang stretches out his little hand to poke his face as he speaks.

Poke at it, is this made of tofu, will it be as soft as dog hair?

Qiangqiang is higher than Meng Shuyan, and the outstretched index finger is downward. Just as Meng Shuyan raised his head angrily, he didn't know that he had stretched out his hand. So there was a deviation in the position, and the strong finger poked Meng Shuyan's big eyes.

The little guy was in pain, and howled in pain.

Qiang Qiang was startled, quickly stretched out his hand, and stepped back uneasily.

It's just a four-year-old child, and no matter how strong he is, he's still a child. Meng Shuyan's eyes hurt so much that he couldn't open them anymore, and he was crying, and tears could flow out of his closed eyes.

Tian Sangsang and Zhao Chun, who happened to pick up the child with Zhao Chun today, heard his cry and hurriedly came.

Meng Shuyan's entire right eye was red, and tears flowed down.

Zhao Chun squatted down and looked at his eyes distressedly: "Yanyan?"

The eyelashes were wet and the little face was covered with tears.

The little guy opened one eye and said weakly: "Junzi Su." ”

"Uncle, look at it, does it hurt, can you open your eyes?" clasped his small chin.

Meng Shuyan snorted: "It hurts." Mom. ”

Tian Sangsang looked at it, and his heart was about to break.

Her son's pain made her heart feel like she had been stabbed with a knife.

She glared at the other child present, "What's going on?!"

From afar, they saw the two children pulling and pulling, and cried as soon as they approached the son.

Qiang Qiang said in fear: "I accidentally poked him in the eye, I didn't mean to~~~"