Chapter 1 Xiaoqing, who is not a father

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An Moqing is the precious daughter of the Park family, she has a mother who spoils her, and a father who loves her. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info In the days of one year old, to one and a half years old, it is true.

When I was one and a half years old, my mother gave birth to a lovely younger brother for this family, and since then, she has never woken up. An Moqing's vague memory began at the age of three. Therefore, for my mother's memory, it is very vague. Even so, the family is still happy because her father still loves her, and of course, her dear brother, Park Chanyeol.

An Moqing likes his little brother very much, his younger brother is very white, his eyes are especially big, and he has a pair of cute elf-like ears. It's picking the advantages of the mother in the photo, and the father, unlike himself, although the facial features are very exquisite, but the skin is a little yellow, not cute at all. Children like to be cute with their eyes wide open, bite their mouths, and gently call themselves "Momo~" This is the deepest impression of four-year-old An Moqing for his two-and-a-half-year-old brother Park Chanyeol.

Well, she knew that when she introduced herself at that time, she should have told Xiaocan that she was her sister, instead of saying anything "Hello brother, my name is An Moqing, I am Xiaocan's relative, and Xiaocan's closest person~"

Father Park, who is over forty years old, has the charm of a mature man, although he is at home all day long and only uses the computer to make money, but there is no sign of fortune, and his height of more than 1.8 meters makes him look more heroic. He dotes on his two children very much, takes them out to play when he has time, and cooks delicious meals for the two babies every day. This life lasted until An Moqing was twelve years old.

"Today is Father's Day, Momo, can you give this card we made ourselves to Dad?" Although the ten-and-a-half-year-old Park Chanyeol is more than a year younger than An Moqing, he is taller than An Moqing, who has grown up slowly since childhood. The boy stared at him with wide eyes like he did when he was a child, and he still called An Moqing "Momo", which seemed to have become Park Chanyeol's exclusive possession. After all, few people refer to the word in the middle of their name.

Reluctant to refuse his lovely brother, An Moqing had no choice but to take the card and walk towards the study where his father was.

An Moqing thought as he walked, and couldn't help but show a lovely smile, over the years, probably because of the good raising of Father Pu, An Moqing's slightly yellow skin has become very fair and translucent, and his delicate facial features are even more beautiful. It's just that, probably because of the fact that he was not in good health since he was a child, although he is fair, he is a little pale.

“…… I know...... Mo Qing is very obedient and well-behave......d, "There was a faint sound of conversation in Dad Park's study, and An Moqing heard his father praising himself at the tip of his ears, and couldn't help but become more excited, and tiptoed up to hear what Dad said.

"Dean, don't worry. Mo Qing was only one year old when he came, and he had no memory at all and would not remember the things about being adopted. …… Well...... Over the years, my health has also improved slightly. ”

"Hmm,...... What, with something on you? …… Did Mo Qing's parents put it? ”

"I'll go get it,...... Well...... I know, I won't let Mo Qing know. ”

"Okay, goodbye......"

An Moqing quietly left the study, but as soon as he turned around, he was already in tears. …… It turns out that he is just an abandoned child... Over here...... This warm place is not my home.

Walking step by step to his small bedroom, the pale pink princess-style dress caught my eye, but through the transparent tears, I couldn't see the original appearance clearly, it was an abandoned person. No wonder I don't have the surname Park. Xiao Chan ...... Isn't Xiaocan a relative anymore? No matter how eccentric he is, he is just a twelve-year-old child. Such a big thing was enough to make her confused and panicked.

But what to do, Dad is so good, this family is so good, Xiaocan is so good. I don't want to admit that I'm not part of this family.

Sitting on the soft bed, An Moqing mechanically held the card given to her by Park Chanyeol in her hand, on which three people were drawn in a childish way, Dad, Xiaocan, and ...... Myself. The child's neat but somewhat jerky handwriting reads on the bottom line: "I hope our family will always be together." We love Dad. "Dad who was still screaming just yesterday...... Isn't it Dad?

No! Dad is so good to himself, this family is so warm, how can he deny it because of those words.

She wouldn't have believed her until her father told her in person! An Moqing said silently in his heart. Wiping away her tears, An Moqing walked to the study firmly, no matter what, she still hoped that her father could tell her the truth.

"Knock knock knock ~ Dad, I'm Mo Qing"

"Xiaoqing, come in." Papa Park's loving voice came through the wooden door.

An Moqing sorted out his emotions and walked in, pulling out a stiff smile. "This is a Father's Day gift from Xiaocan and me to my father, I hope my father likes it." Handing the card in his hand to Dad Park, An Moqing's head was a little messy. looked at Dad Park's surprised expression in a daze, and his heart was even more uncomfortable, and tears couldn't help but fall.

"Xiaoqing! What happened to Xiaoqing? Be good, Xiaoqing doesn't cry Dad is here, ah~ Obedient, what is there to tell your father, is Xiaocan's stinky boy bullying you? Can Dad teach him a lesson? Dad's Xiaoqing is so cute, it's not good to cry. Father Park nervously hugged the crying poor An Moqing and coaxed softly. The girl's transparent teardrops rolled down on her pale skin, fragile and excessive, and Papa Park was distressed.

An Moqing raised his face, and a small face looked pitiful, "Xiaoqing is not Dad's Xiaoqing...... Whining...... Xiaoqing is not Dad's Xiaoqing, right? The clear children's voice trembled slightly, and repeated the same sentence with sobs. Father Park's body stiffened, obviously not expecting his precious daughter's answer.

Recalling the phone call just now, he sighed, "Xiaoqing heard it, right?" The girl in her arms stared at the big red eyes of crying and nodded cautiously. Dad Park's heart ached, and he raised his hand and rubbed the girl's head, "Fool, even if Xiaoqing is not born to Dad, he is also Dad's baby, and it has always been." ”

An Moqing rubbed Daddy Pu's hand and gradually stopped sobbing, "Dad, will Dad drive away Xiaoqing, Xiaoqing is not Dad's." The child's meaning is very clear, will he drive her away because he is not his own child, Dad Park hugged the child's soft body and patted her back, comforting: "Dad will never want Xiaoqing, Xiaoqing will always be Dad's baby, Xiaoqing must remember." This is Dad's promise to Xiaoqing. An Moqing may be tired of crying, or maybe he has let go of the things in his heart and fell asleep deeply.

Papa Park carefully placed the child in the small pink bedroom without alarming the child.

That night, An Moqing, who had been weak, had a fever, and Papa Park stayed awake all night, taking care of his fragile and distressing baby daughter, and Park Chanyeol also went to bed knowing that his sister's fever had subsided.

Although it was discovered in time, An Moqing's illness also took half a month to get better, and after the illness was cured, An Moqing lost a lot of weight compared to before, and the meat that was finally raised back was gone, the already small face became more and more delicate, and the chin became a lot sharper, but the eyes were especially big.

"Xiaoqing was originally lower than Xiaocan, but now it looks like Xiaocan is an older brother." Bian Boxian is a good friend of Park Chanyeol, often comes to Park's house as a guest, and is also very familiar with An Moqing, this time An Moqing is sick, and the two children are not less worried, although they are children, they are like an old woman who tells her to take medicine every day, and she is not allowed to do this. What a little adult.

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