Xu Ling heard the baby's cry, he opened his eyes, and habitually touched the mobile phone placed on the bedside. Press it up, and the screen shows the time: 1:05 in the morning.

I have the impression that none of the neighbors in the neighborhood have added a baby. He pinched his swollen temples, feeling the cry grow louder and harsher.

"An Ning, do you know whose child is crying? It's annoying. He pushed away the covers and sat up, only to find that the side was empty.

The pillow is cold, as is the underside of the lifted bedding. Apparently, the woman who was supposed to sleep next to him left early.

The baby's crying continued, and the sound waves seemed to penetrate the glass, drilling into his ears, and he seemed to be back overnight back to the time when his ex-wife had just given birth to a daughter.

Because the ex-wife gave birth to a daughter, the mother was unwilling to take care of her under the pretext that she was unwell.

The ex-wife is married far away, and it is because of love that she left her hometown and followed him to the city where he is, Mo said that her mother-in-law and mother-in-law still have jobs and can't come to take care of them, even if they want to come, he can't pull this face. When he proposed, the vows he said were still in his ears, how could he let his father-in-law and mother-in-law know that his mother treated their daughter harshly because she disliked her grandson.

He had no choice but to quit his job and go home to take care of his ex-wife and daughter, who had just been discharged from the hospital.

Such a small thing, don't say hugging, just looking at it, it makes people a little at a loss. It was also at that time that he realized that children were not so cute from birth, nor did they eat and sleep as imagined, and they ate and ate without crying or making trouble. She is always crying, crying when she is hungry, crying when she is thirsty, crying when she can't sleep, crying when she wakes up, 24 hours a day, she can cry for more than ten hours.

He knew it was his daughter, but he couldn't convince himself to accept her crying for no reason. After half a month, his psychological defense completely collapsed, and he knew that he could not become the great father described in the book. Under the pretext that he needed to earn money to support his family and to earn milk powder money for his daughter, he escaped from that environment of endless crying and returned to his workplace.

Going to work has become the thing he looks forward to the most, and getting off work has become the thing he fears the most.

He was afraid to go back to that home, afraid to face that little monster who was soft but always crying.

He knew that his wife was like him, but he refused to face the fact that every woman had to have children, and every woman had to take care of them. From the day of the birth of mankind, it has been like this. He's a man, he can complain, but his wife can't. Why? Because men don't have their own function of coaxing babies.

Xu Ling knew that this was the idea that most bastard men would have, but he would rather choose to be a bastard than make himself a great father.

I finally boiled and boiled, and finally boiled that soft little ball of meat into a cute little girl, she no longer cries all day long, but will surround herself and call her father. He began to gradually adapt to the identity of a father, and tried to establish a father-daughter relationship with his daughter, but at this time, his mother jumped out, looked at him with a rebellious eye, and ordered him to give birth to a son to the Xu family.

Have a son?

Having a son doesn't have to endure those endless days of crying babies?

No, Xu Ling knew very well that his son was not much more well-behaved than his daughter, and he was afraid of repeating such a nightmare.

He feels that everything is just right now, his daughter has grown up and does not need to bother to take care of him anymore, his wife has also gone to work, and the financial pressure on his shoulders has suddenly been reduced. But he couldn't communicate with his parents, let alone reverse their deep-rooted idea of wanting an heir to inherit the family business.

Inheritance?

Does their Xu family have a throne to inherit?

Not only does he not have a throne, but even everything he has now is based on his own hard work, he is a son, but his parents have nothing but the characteristics of a son to him.

He chose to run away and chose to leave all this trouble to his wife to face. He thought that his wife could resist the repeated attacks of his parents, but he didn't expect her to compromise, and watching her stomach fight day by day, the fear of being haunted by nightmares and being bound by crying hit again.

So, he and An Ning came together.

Stealing food is really ugly, and it almost ruined him. But compared to the complicated family life, the ease of not having to continue to carry the responsibilities of the whole family fascinated him even more.

The baby's cry seemed to grow stronger with his recollection, and he patted his head, forced himself to stop the memory, lifted the covers, and stood up.

"Anning, Anning, where are you?"

The door of the bedroom was hidden, and An Ning should have gone downstairs.

It is said that eight out of ten men who steal food will regret it. Xu Ling didn't believe it, but it wasn't until he really lived with An Ning that he knew that he was also one of the eight regretful men. Compared with his ex-wife, Anning has more emotions and a bigger temper, and he doesn't care about himself as much as his ex-wife. Her love, which from the very beginning was more complicated than that given by his ex-wife, was based on her infatuation with his career, her concern for her status, and the generosity of money.

"Anning, damn it, where did you go in the middle of the night?"

The villa was empty and there was no answer. There was a light downstairs, but after looking for it, I couldn't find a shadow of tranquility.

The baby's cry continued, as if coming from the courtyard of his villa. Xu Ling frowned, picked up the umbrella that was resting at the door and walked out.

At the door, sure enough, there was a baby lying there. She was small, and she didn't even have a rag wrapped around her. When she looked down, Xu Ling saw that it was a baby girl, she was lying on the cold marble floor tiles at the door of the villa with her eyes closed, and her body was still stained with blood, as if she had just been born.

If he saw such a baby two years ago, he would at most take out his mobile phone and hug the police. But when I'm older, my heart isn't as hard as it used to be. He stood in place, watching the baby girl close her eyes and crying, her delicate hands and feet swinging on the cold ground, and finally he couldn't bear to bend down and pick her up.

"Let's take it back first, like this, I'll freeze to death if I can't wait for someone to come."

Xu Ling seems to say it to herself and to the baby girl.

Strange to say, as soon as he took the baby girl into his arms, she stopped crying. Even opened his eyes and looked at him. Her eyes were beautiful, black like grapes just ripe. Xu Ling looked at the baby girl, and suddenly thought of when his daughter was young, he moved the corners of his mouth slightly, lowered his head, and wanted to say something to the baby girl. The baby girl giggled.

Just when Xu Ling was stunned, the baby girl's neck suddenly weakened, followed by the side of the head, and bit his body. The pain, like a vine, began to spread from his wound and soon spread throughout his body. As soon as he let go of his hands, the umbrella fell to the ground along with the baby girl in his hand.

Xu Ling subconsciously reached out to pick up the baby girl who fell on the ground, but there was nothing on the smooth marble floor.

What the hell is he?

At this moment, he felt something grabbing his trouser tube and climbing up, and when he turned his head, it was the bloodied little baby girl who had just fallen to the ground. Such a small baby originally had no strength, but now, she was clutching her trousers tightly with her hands and feet. Her face is not as innocent as Fang Cai, but as hideous as the devil, and even has a row of fangs in her open mouth.

"Go away, hurry up and go away!"

Xu Ling reached out to pat the baby girl who was clutching his trouser tube, but the baby girl opened her mouth and bit his arm, refusing to let go no matter how he beat him.

"Get out of here, get out of here!"

Xu Ling stuck the baby girl's immature neck with his free hand, desperately trying to pull her off himself, and just when he was about to succeed, he woke up.

"Husband? What's wrong with you, husband? An Ning held his neck: "You're about to strangle me to death!" ”

"Tranquility?"

"It's me, it's my peace. Husband, are you having a nightmare? Why is your face so ugly? ”

Xu Ling looked up and found that he was still lying in the bedroom, and An Ning next to him was also wearing the same color pajamas as him. Her face was also ugly, and there was a deep purple red on her neck that she held in her hands.

"I'm sorry, I just had a dream."

"Dreams? What dreams? ”

"I dreamed of a baby girl, a baby girl who seemed to have just been born, and she was lying outside the gate of our house. I saw that she was pitiful, so I wanted to take her back first, and then call the police and let the police take her away. Who knows, as soon as I picked her up, she opened her mouth and bit me. ”

"Is it biting in your place?"

An Ning suddenly smiled weirdly and pointed at Xu Ling's chest.

Xu Ling lowered his head and saw that the originally intact pajamas had been torn open, and that cut was very similar to being bitten out with his mouth. He sat up in astonishment, and found that the hole was painful, as if in a dream.

"Husband, you know what? The baby girl you dreamed of was none other than our niuniu. She's back, she's back looking for us. Don't be afraid, that's our daughter, and she won't hurt you. ”

"An Ning, are you crazy?" Xu Ling stepped back a little in fear: "Crazy, you must be crazy." Your pajamas were torn, weren't they? You madman, you actually bite me while I'm asleep. ”

"Husband, what do you say, I love you so much, how can I be willing to bite you?" An Ning stretched out his hand and pounced towards Xu Ling: "How painful it is to bite, I can't bear it." I told you, it wasn't a dream, it was our chick who came back, and she came back to her mom and dad. Xu Ling, we have children, we have a daughter, have you forgotten? ”