He was born.

The mother died.

There is nothing more desperate than that.

When he was young, Zhao Zifeng asked Liu's mother.

Without him, would his mother be able to live well in this world?

At that time, Liu's mother didn't know how to answer him except for being distressed.

"Mother Liu, don't do this."

Zhao Meina saw the sadness in Liu's mother's eyes, so she quickly freed up a hand and gently stroked the wrinkled hands.

"Miss, if Madame were still here, you wouldn't be like this."

"Mama Liu......"

"Miss......"

Mother Liu turned sideways and hugged Zhao Meina.

The cup of beauty tea shook.

-

Half an hour later.

The honking of the car sounded outside the villa, followed by the headlights sweeping in.

"Zifeng came back so soon?"

Zhao Meina was stunned for a moment, and then stood up from the sofa.

The door of the villa soon opened, and someone entered, with a hasty and hurried pace. Soon, a tall figure appeared at the entrance of the living room.

"Sub-peak ......"

"What's going on?"

Zhao Zifeng quickened his pace again, walked in front of Sun Mengjiao, and looked at her with lowered eyes.

"Dr. Lu said that she was a little stressed, and she probably encountered something again today, so it affected her heart rate and blood pressure."

Zhao Meina didn't dare to hide it, and repeated Lu Qinghe's original words.

"Zifeng, I'm sorry, I should have stopped her ......"

"What's the use of saying that now?"

Zhao Zifeng sat down next to Sun Mengjiao and got angry at Zhao Meina.

“……”

Zhao Meina knew that he was nervous Sun Mengjiao, so she didn't dare to speak again, so she silently stepped aside.

Mother Liu came over and pulled her away from the living room.

Zhao Haotian had already gone upstairs to wash, and only Zhao Zifeng and Sun Mengjiao were left in the huge living room.

Zhao Zifeng's heavy reprimand just now disturbed Sun Mengjiao. The long eyelashes trembled, and a shallow scar wrinkled into the center of his eyebrows.

"Sun Mengjiao, wake up."

Zhao Zifeng grabbed her hand, lowered his voice, and called.

A deep and clear voice pierced Sun Mengjiao's eardrums, and she slowly ripped open her heavy eyelids. In her hazy vision, she saw a grim face.

The finely carved facial features are covered with a cold thin light. The eyes like a cold pool were full of worry and uneasiness.

"Mr. Zhao......"

Her heart fluttered, and her long eyelashes blinked even harder.

"Hmmm......"

Zhao Zifeng responded in a low voice, and then leaned over to her.

Sun Mengjiao's cheeks were even more red, and even some pale lips were bleeding a lot.

A cold, cold breath whistled in, and there was a hint of wine in it.

She didn't know what he was going to do, her black and white eyes were wide, and her whole body was a little stiff. Just when she was at a loss, Zhao Zifeng reached out and grabbed her shoulder, making her slowly sit up.

The thumb of his right hand rested on her wrist.

Heartbeat, still a little too fast.

How did he know that his proximity would make Sun Mengjiao's heart throb.

"Still uncomfortable?"

Zhao Zifeng let go of his hand, his eyes drooped slightly, and asked.

"Much better."

Sun Mengjiao pulled the thin blanket on her body, and her somewhat flustered eyes moved away slightly.

"Would you like something to eat?"

"I don't want to eat it."

After sleeping, Sun Mengjiao's stomach was still a little uncomfortable. There were so many things in her head that she had a headache.

"It's not too early, go upstairs and rest."

Zhao Zifeng's eyes softened, and his voice was much gentler.

"Good ......"

Sun Mengjiao raised her eyes and glanced at the wall clock in the living room, the hour hand was almost pointing to eight o'clock in the evening.

This night's sleep is still a little long.

She lifted the blanket and sat up. was about to put on his shoes, and Zhao Zifeng, who got up first, bent down and directly picked her up.

"Mr. Zhao, I'm fine, let me down."

“……”

Zhao Zifeng didn't speak, his fingerbones tightened, and he walked towards the staircase.

Zhao Meina and Liu's mother came out of the kitchen, and when they saw this scene, they froze in place.

"Mother Liu, Zifeng is back, I should also go back to the nursing home."

"Miss, it's not early, or you will stay here tonight."

Mother Liu's eyes showed a hint of reluctance.

"No, save Zifeng to be angry when he sees me."

"The eldest young master is just talking, how could he be angry with you."

“……”

Zhao Meina pursed her lips and smiled, and turned to leave.

In the kitchen.

Zhao Zifeng washed the greens and set them aside. Then add water to the pot. The heat slowly swelled up, and his heart was like boiling water.

In my mind, I kept thinking about what Zhao Meina relayed.

Sun Mengjiao is under too much mental pressure, how can I help her relieve it?

The water in the pot 'gurged', and he quickly put the noodles in.

After a while, a bowl of steaming egg and green vegetable noodles was ready.

He took the chopsticks, picked two and tasted them. I felt a little light, and added a little salt. Finally, pour a few drops of sesame oil.

Go upstairs again.

pushed open the door of Sun Mengjiao's bedroom.

"Daddy......"

Zhao Haotian, who had finished washing, snuggled up to Sun Mengjiao in a set of bear pajamas, and when he saw him come in, he called him softly.

"Go back to your room and sleep."

Zhao Zifeng glanced at him and lifted his lips.

"I agreed with my sister that I would sleep with my sister tonight."

Zhao Haotian raised his eyebrows, curled the corners of his lips, and said a little arrogantly.

"No, go back."

Zhao Zifeng walked over with a mahogany tray, and the corners of his eyebrows drooped slightly.

"Don't."

Zhao Haotian pouted and refused. Without waiting for Zhao Zifeng to speak again, he was surprised again.

"Wow, it smells so good. Daddy, is this what you did? ”

"Hmmm......"

Zhao Zifeng put the tray on the bedside table and responded very lightly.

Sun Mengjiao tilted her head and looked at the egg and vegetable noodles in the tray that night, her eyes were stunned.

"Mother Liu said, you didn't eat at night?"

Zhao Zifeng sat down on the edge of the bed and asked in a low voice. The voice was smeared with a hint of fireworks. Somewhat dull.

"I'm not hungry."

Sun Mengjiao's eyelashes trembled, and she replied in a shallow voice.

"I've never done it before, and this is the first time."

Zhao Zifeng's heavy eyes probed into the steaming bowl of noodles. The low voice carried a hint of anticipation.

"Hee-hee-hee......"

Sitting next to Sun Mengjiao, Zhao Haotian couldn't help grinning.

"Sister, try it. It's not tasty, let daddy redo it. ”

"Mr. Zhao, I'm really not hungry......"

Sun Mengjiao looked at Zhao Zifeng, and her water-cut eyes reflected his clear eyebrows.

It's impossible to be half-moved in my heart.

The powerful who turned their hands into clouds and covered their hands for rain, put down their posture and washed their hands to make soup, and changed to someone else, but they were afraid that they would be moved to cry bitterly.

"Feed you?"

Unexpectedly, her refusal was exchanged for a ridiculous laugh from Zhao Zifeng.

"You ......"

Sun Mengjiao looked at him in disbelief. In front of Zhao Haotian, he actually said such a thing.

"Okay, feed you."

Zhao Zifeng didn't have any embarrassment, and said it very naturally.

"Hee-hee-hee......"

Zhao Haotian laughed even louder.

"Hao Hao ......"

Sun Mengjiao turned her head, reached out to hug him, and called him with a blushing face.

"Open your mouth."

At this moment, Zhao Zifeng had already served the white porcelain bowl, picked two noodles and sent them to her mouth.

"Sister, try it."

Zhao Haotian tilted his head, looked at her with crooked eyebrows, and said with a smile.

Sun Mengjiao was looked at by one big and one small, and the roots of her ears were so red that they were about to drip blood.

"Mr. Zhao, I ......"

Zhao Zifeng's deep black pupils had a smile, and he kept holding the chopsticks holding the noodles.

Sun Mengjiao was helpless, so she had to open her mouth.

"How?"

Zhao Zifeng asked.

"Well, it's delicious."

Sun Mengjiao chewed slowly, and after swallowing the noodles in her mouth completely, she curled the corners of her lips and nodded.

“……”

When Zhao Zifeng heard this, his lips couldn't help but slowly rise up.

Unconsciously, Sun Mengjiao ate half of the bowl of noodles under his feeding. His gaze flickered slightly, and inadvertently landed on his hand holding the bowl of noodles.

On the back of the hand, there was a deep red mark, as if it was burned.

"Mr. Zhao, your hand?"

She was stunned for a second, frowned, and asked.

"It's fine."

Zhao Zifeng glanced down and said lightly.

"This seems to be a new injury, isn't it ......?"

Sun Mengjiao felt very uncomfortable, Zhao Zifeng was special to her, and it was a burden to her.

"It's not."

Before she finished speaking, Zhao Zifeng flatly denied it.

Sun Mengjiao couldn't eat anymore, so she lifted the quilt and was about to get up.

"Obviously, I'll get you burn medicine."

Her reaction made Zhao Zifeng's heart warm, and he even felt very happy.

"No need."

He grabbed her.

Sun Mengjiao's back stiffened, and she looked at it again with some worry.

"If you don't deal with it in time, it will blister."

"I'll take care of it myself after eating."

Zhao Zifeng smiled lightly and spoke, his slightly hoarse voice sounding very magnetic.

"I can't eat it."

Sun Mengjiao stared at the remaining noodles in the bowl and shook her head slightly.

"Then I won't eat it."

Zhao Zifeng didn't force her, took a tissue to her, and then got up and walked out with a tray. When leaving, he didn't order Zhao Haotian to go back to his room.

"Sister, is it delicious?"

Seeing Zhao Zifeng leaving, Zhao Haotian grabbed Sun Mengjiao's arm and asked with a smile.

"Not bad."

Sun Mengjiao touched his little head. I looked down, took my phone and looked at the time, it was almost nine o'clock in the evening. Normally, at this time, Zhao Haotian had already slept.

"Hao Hao, are you sleepy?"

"Well, it's kind of ...... Ha ......"

It's okay not to ask, as soon as Sun Mengjiao asked, Zhao Haotian couldn't help but yawn.

"Then go to sleep."

Sun Mengjiao pulled the quilt open and let him lie down.

"Sister, you have to take good care of Daddy, and don't let him take me away."

Zhao Haotian lay down, his big black grape-like eyes blinked.

"I won't let him take you away, don't worry."

Since Zhao Mengxi told her that day that Hao Hao was her child, Sun Mengjiao has become more and more fond of him. Looking at him, the maternal love in my heart became stronger and stronger.

When Zhao Haotian heard this, he closed his eyes with peace of mind.

Children are already easy to fall asleep, and Sun Mengjiao is by their side. He fell asleep faster than usual.

The sound of gentle shallow breathing came, and Sun Mengjiao reached out and touched his pink little face, and her heart was so soft that she was a mess.

How nice it would be if this lovely child were really her child.

Zhao Zifeng turned around again, and it was an hour later. He changed into a set of black silk pajamas, with a hint of laziness in his nobility.

He walked to the other side of the bed and glanced down at Zhao Haotian, who was already asleep. Leaned over, ready to pick him up.

The air in the room suddenly fell silent.

"Mr. Zhao, I ......"

Sun Mengjiao's heart ached, and she suddenly opened her mouth.

"Huh?"

Zhao Zifeng turned his gaze and looked at her. There was a hint of doubt in his drooping eyes.

"Mr. Zhao, I want to ...... I want to ......"

Sun Mengjiao's face was red and her ears were red, and she stammered a little.

Seeing this, Zhao Zifeng bypassed the end of the bed and walked to her side. Ying Ting's sword eyebrows twisted and asked.

"What's wrong? Under the weather? ”

“……”

Sun Mengjiao pursed her lips, turned her head and glanced at Zhao Haotian again, her eyes were a little confused.

"Don't say it, I'm leaving."

Zhao Zifeng saw her hesitation and deliberately provoked her. After saying that, he made a gesture and prepared to leave.

"I said ......"

Sun Mengjiao raised her head, her eyes uncertain.

That child has always been her lingering heartache and regret. That day, when Zhao Mengxi hurt her, the shocking secret she threw out made her a little unbelievable, but she hoped that it was true.

"Hmm."

Zhao Zifeng's face was as silent as water, and he was so cold that he answered. Then go to the window and slowly close the half-open window.