A view of the night

When I was two and a half years old, the night before my mother left, and I didn't know she was leaving, she put me in the big crib and played with me as usual, while my dad was carefully preparing a delicious meal for us.

Feng Qingyu sat elegantly on the chair next to the bed, showing good upbringing. The supple black hair quietly sprinkled onto her back, the slender willow eyebrows, the radiant Danfeng eyes and the delicate mouth, no matter how she looked, she didn't look like a real person, but like the elegant aristocratic princess in the portrait.

My mom picked up my beloved building block and put it in front of me, I happily picked it up and played with it, and said happily to my mom, "Building blocks, building blocks." ＂

My mother gently stroked my soft hair and said softly, "Yes, Xiaoye is so good!" Mom is building blocks with you, okay? ＂

"Okay, pretty mom. "I happily agreed to my mother and praised my beautiful mother without hesitation.

My mother put down the building blocks in her hand and touched my white face again, her soft eyes followed me, and there was a smile between her eyebrows, but when she looked closely, there were crystal tears in her eyes, and a faint melancholy.

"Pretty mother, why are you crying? I put down the blocks, looked up at my mother, and asked anxiously in a childish voice, "Did Xiao Ye do something wrong?" ＂

Mom hurriedly wiped away the tears in her eyes and explained with a smile: "No, Xiaoye is fine, it's Mom's good baby, Mom is so happy!." ＂

"I was so happy that I cried! "It dawned on me. "Then I won't make my beautiful mother too happy in the future, I will make my beautiful mother just happy, so that she will only laugh and not cry. I thought I was smart.

When my mother heard this, she gently pinched my little face and said, "My little night is the smartest!" ＂

I'm glad that my mom not only said I was well-behaved today, but also praised me for being smart. I smiled happily, I was the happiest kid in the world.

"Xiao Ye is so well-behaved today, will my mother give you a reward? ＂

"What reward? "I immediately asked, and I knew that beautiful moms are the best moms in the world.

Feng Qingyu took out a silver necklace, and there was a ring hanging at the low end of the necklace, which was a delicate ring, with a simple and obscure pattern around the ring body, which looked ancient, and there seemed to be a word engraved on the inside of the ring, which was unrecognizable because of the complexity of the font.

Mom's gentle face became solemn, and she said solemnly: "Xiaoye, Mom handed over this gift to you, it is very important, you have to take good care of it, you know?" As he spoke, he hung the necklace ring in his hand on Jingye's white neck.

I touched the ring that hung down to my chest and made a serious promise: "Well, the little night will take care of it." "It was given to me by my beautiful mother, and I will definitely take care of it.

"Xiao Ye is so good! Mom gently complimented me again, "Let's build a house together, okay?" ＂

"Good! "It's nice to have a beautiful mother with me!

My mom and I put the bricks together, put up the base together, and chose the walls together, but before we could put the roof up, my father's voice came.

"Light Feather, bring Xiao Ye to dinner! "Dad called us in a small voice, neither inaudible nor too loud.

"Okay, Peak. Mom replied in her soft voice.

Mom put down the blocks, put me down from the stroller, and said, "Let's go to dinner!" Night. ＂

"Yes, okay. I reluctantly glanced at the blocks I had just built, and reluctantly said, "But the blocks haven't been built yet." ＂

I didn't realize that my mother was also staring at the blocks, looking at the halfway blocks, her eyes were also full of reluctance, revealing a deep sadness. She put away the emotions in her eyes, lowered her body, looked at me at eye level, and said to me gently, "Xiaoye, let's take a ride together after eating, okay?" ＂

I happily ran to eat, muttering, "Oh~~ Beautiful mom is the best." I'm going to finish my meal so I can build a house with my mother. ＂

Feng Qingyu smiled and looked at Jing Ye's distant figure, couldn't hold back the sadness in her eyes anymore, and sobbed softly.

After a while, Jing Ye's father, Jing Feng, walked in, and his young and handsome face couldn't hide the sadness. He hugged his young wife, rested her head on his shoulder, patted her on the back, and comforted her silently.

Finding that her beloved husband came to her side, Feng Qingyu couldn't hold back the crying anymore and let out a voice and cried.

Jing Feng saw that Feng Qingyu was crying so sadly, but there was nothing he could do, he frowned, pursed his lips, and looked at the unknown distance, with anger and hatred in his eyes.

"Mom, Dad, why haven't you come out yet? "I saw that my mother and father were delayed from coming out to eat, so I couldn't help but urge.

"Xiaoye, come right away. Feng Qingyu wiped the tears from her face carelessly, put away her crying and replied.

"Okay, pretty mom. I replied obediently.

Jing Feng saw that Feng Qingyu's beautiful Danfeng's eyes were red, her eyes were foggy, and there were tears on her face, so he wanted to go out to find Jing Ye, and hurriedly pulled her down, carefully wiped the broken tears on her face with his lightest hand, and said in the gentlest voice of his life: "Don't cry!" "If I cry again, my heart will break." I'll take care of Saya, don't worry. He comforted.

"Hmm." Feng Qingyu said in her crying voice. Jing Feng was very distressed, carefully picked up Feng Qingyu's face, dropped a comforting kiss, and reluctantly bit it when he left Feng Qingyu's ruddy lips.

"Let's get out." Jing Feng said in Feng Qingyu's ear.

"Hmm." Feng Qingyu, who is a child's mother, is still very shy, her face is flushed, and her earlobes are so red that they are dripping blood.

Jing Feng took Feng Qingyu's hand and walked to the table.

At the dinner table, I had already sat upright in my special seat, and when I saw my parents coming over lovingly, I looked at them happily and said in a crisp voice, "Mom and Dad, shame." As he spoke, he covered his eyes with his hand, and peeked between his fingers.

"Little ghost." Dad said, coming over and rubbing my neat hair.

"Pretty mom, dad bullied me." I told my pretty mom about my dad.

Mom came over with a smile on her face, straightened my hair, and asked, "Then let's ignore Daddy and let Daddy go, okay?" ”

I looked up at my father's slightly complaining eyes, couldn't help but forgive my father, and said seriously: "No, our family has to be together." When my parents heard me say this, they looked at each other, and there was a deep nostalgia and love in their eyes that I didn't understand.

Then, I looked at my father's handsome but not very fond face, and said in a compromise: "Then let Dad bully me!" ”

They looked at each other again, smiling knowingly, and their movements were written with a strong tacit understanding, like a natural couple.

"Xiaoye, Dad won't bully you anymore, let's eat, okay?" Dad rarely spoke to me softly, and he always seemed to be afraid that I would snatch my beautiful mother, and always looked at me fiercely. At this time, I didn't know that it was a beloved who was snatched away as a matter of course, but I couldn't stop it, and the sad eyes.

"Okay." My crunchy voice came out.

"Wow, that's so good!" I excitedly looked at the dishes on the table that my beautiful mother and I liked, and couldn't help but shout, "Braised pork ribs, fried pork slices with onions, boiled corn......" I said the same dishes on the table.

"And this one, my beautiful mother and I love the fathead fish stewed tofu. Dad, you're amazing! "I complimented my handsome, skilled father.

I happily ate the food that my parents put on the table, and I thought I would always be so happy, but I didn't realize that my parents barely touched the food on the table, this last supper.

I patted my stomach with a round stomach, and a wave of sleepiness hit me, and I couldn't hold my eyelids, so I fell asleep on the table. Before I fell asleep, I faintly heard this conversation.

"Xiaoye, are you alright?" Mom's worried tone reached my ears.

"It's okay, don't worry, it's just a tiny amount of sleeping pills." Dad comforted Mom and came over to pick me up and gently put me on the cot in his room.

"Good night. Night. Mom and Dad's voices came, and both of them fell to the touch of a soft touch, which was their gentle kiss, infinite love.

The next day, when the sun was already hanging high in the sky, I woke up. I thought: Beautiful mother, why didn't you call me? Are you getting up late?

I rubbed my sleepy eyes, walked out of the room, and saw my father, who had gone to work early, cooking: "Dad, good afternoon!" "I said hello to my dad smartly.

Seeing that I slept so late, my usually strict father didn't educate me, and calmly said to me, "Xiaoye, come to lunch." ”

"Yes, Daddy." I sat down in my seat and asked suspiciously, "Where's the pretty mother?" ”

I didn't see my father's eyes darken, and he still said steadily, "Mom went on a business trip and will be back in a few days." ”

I'm confused, don't pretty mothers all go on business trips? How do you say that you go on a business trip?

But I didn't ask much: "Okay, Dad, beautiful mom is on her first business trip, and I don't bother her." ”

"She can't play with me though." I said with some frustration.

"Let's eat." Dad still spoke so short and straight to the point, and there was no room for procrastination. His gentleness and patience are probably all given to one person.

At night

I went to my dad's room and asked, "Dad, can I call my pretty mom?" ”

Dad looked at it and shirked: "Mom is very busy, Xiaoye, go to sleep, okay?" "Dad seems to have applied the tenderness he gave to Mom to me.

"Is Mom busy?" I asked again.

"Yes." Dad expressed his toughness in one word.

"Then I'll fight again tomorrow, okay?" I fluttered my phoenix eyes and asked my father.

Dad stared into my eyes for a long time, his eyes empty and unfocused, as if he was looking at someone else through my eyes.

"Daddy?" I screamed again.

"Okay, tomorrow." Jing Feng came back to his senses and promised a promise that could not be fulfilled.

"I'll be able to talk to my pretty mom on the phone tomorrow!" I danced happily, "Good night, Dad." "I obediently ran to sleep, thinking that tomorrow I would be able to hear my mother's voice and talk to her.

I don't know, my father was in the room at this time, looking through the window, looking painfully into the unknown distance, and said in a depressed tone: "Qingyu, what should I do?" ”