After listening to Ji Xiaofan's words, Han Jing was silent for a while.

He looked out the window at this time, not knowing what was going on in his heart, so he didn't speak for a long time.

The sunlight outside the window is quite strong, and the eyes of people who are shaking at this time are uncomfortable.

Ji Xiaofan bypassed the bed, walked to the side of the bed, and went to close the curtain on the window for him.

After Ji Xiaofan closed the curtains, Han Jingshen suddenly shouted:

"Xiao Fan."

Ji Xiaofan was very surprised, and turned to look at Han Jingshen.

Han Jingshen, whom she knows, usually calls her, Ji Xiaofan when she is in a good mood, and a stinky girl when she is in a bad mood.

has never shouted the word Xiaofan so warmly.

"I'm a little tired." Han Jingshen continued.

Ji Xiaofan thought of Han Jingshen saying such four words, and he only felt pain in his heart.

"When you're tired, rest and rest." Ji Xiaofan sat on the edge of the bed at this time, looking at him with a rare soft expression.

"But I can't sleep." Han Jingshen is like a child.

Ji Xiaofan stretched out his hand and patted him, and said with a light smile:

"Why don't I sing you a lullaby?"

Han Jingshen hummed in a low voice.

Ji Xiaofan thought about it for a long time, and he didn't know what kind of lullaby to sing.

After a while, Ji Xiaofan thought of a song, and then patted Han Jingshen and sang it.

"Babies need to sleep

Don't bark for the little flower cat

Don't make a fuss about puppies

The birds do not fly or call

Your baby should sleep

The blue sky is silent

Baby: Go to bed quickly

Wake up in good spirits when you go to sleep

......”

Han Jingshen thought in his heart, how naïve Ji Xiaofan was to sing such a song.

But there is warmth in my heart.

Han Jingshen would think that if her mother hadn't died, would she have sung to herself so softly when she was young?

Then Han Jingshen thought that his mother didn't love Han Boyuan at all, and after knowing that he had him, her first reaction was to beat the child.

If it weren't for her poor health at that time, her grandfather prevented her from having an abortion, but she was afraid that her mother would not hesitate to beat herself.

What a painful thing it should be to have a child with a man you don't love.

She never expected herself to be in this world.

Later, because she had an accident when she gave birth to herself, Han Jingshen knew that she must not like herself.

"You say, if she is still here, does she hate me very much like Han Boyuan?"

Ji Xiaofan was singing, and he didn't hear Han Jingshen say anything.

She stopped at this time and glanced at Han Jingshen.

"What did you just say? I didn't hear clearly, you say it again. Ji Xiaofan asked him.

"It's nothing, it's really ugly to say that you sing." Han Jingshen said.

Ji Xiaofan's hand that was originally clapping lightly slapped it fiercely at this time.

"It's good for Lao Tzu to sing to you, but I don't like it! In addition to the treatment of my future son, you are the first! ”

The corners of Han Jingshen's lips unconsciously lifted up and closed his eyes.

Maybe I'm really tired.

Han Jingshen unconsciously fell asleep quickly.

I don't know if it's because Ji Xiaofan sings children's songs, Han Jing dreamed a lot of things when he was a child in his sleep.

At that time, the grandparents of the Han family didn't like him very much, and he didn't know why.

They like Han Wenyuan, and Han Jingshen thinks it's because Han Wenyuan is well-behaved.

Therefore, Han Jingshen has always taken Han Wenyuan as an example at that time, and he learns from him everywhere.

However, even if he won the best in school, the way they looked at him did not change.

It's always full of disgust, that kind of contempt that penetrates the bones.

Han Jingshen felt at that time, what is the use of striving for the top?

In their eyes, he was already a waste.

......

Ji Xiaofan patted and felt that Han Jingshen's whole body was relaxed, and his breathing was even.

I guess I'm asleep.

Ji Xiaofan looked at Han Jingshen in his sleep and frowned, and couldn't help but help him caress him behind him.