It's night, starry and picturesque.

"Mom, why don't you use your pen again?" Yue'er nestled in Ji Weiwei's arms, blinking at her.

Ji Weiwei was holding Yue'er to paint, during the time she stayed with Yue'er, she accompanied Yue'er to do a lot of things, she felt that Yue'er had been frightened during this time, a little guilty, plus she neglected Yue'er before, and now she wants to do her duty as a mother.

But after that video, Ji Weiwei was even more absent-minded.

There are sadness, sadness, and disappointment, but more often than not, a feeling of powerlessness.

Looking at Yue'er in front of her, Ji Weiwei sighed silently: "I'm sorry for my little Yue'er, my mother feels a little tired." She put down her pen.

Yue'er was not sad, but was a little worried: "Then mom should rest early, Yue'er doesn't matter, Yue'er can paint by herself." ”

Her daughter's obedience always makes Ji Weiwei warm and astringent, she has never been a qualified mother, otherwise Yue'er would not be so small and sensible.

"I'm sorry, Yue'er......" Ji Weiwei was a little frustrated, or she was easily depressed these days, but now she is even more depressed.

Yue'er was not as deep and detailed as the adults thought, and hurriedly explained and comforted, "It's okay, Mom, don't be sad, it's just painting, painting is not as important as mother." ”

"Ding-dong—" The doorbell rang.

Ji Weiwei didn't get up and open the door as before, because she knew that the person who came at this time would not be anyone else except An Ping.

"Ding Dong—" The doorbell rang insistically.

Yue'er began to be a little puzzled and asked, "Mom, is it Uncle Anping, why don't you open the door?" ”

Ji Weiwei didn't speak.

The doorbell was still ringing.

Yue'er figured it out again after taking care of herself, her mother just said that she was tired, and now she should be too tired to open the door, Yue'er thought of this, she jumped down from the sofa and ran to open the door.

After opening the door, Anping didn't see Ji Weiwei on a horse, and when he saw Yue'er, he touched her little head and asked, "Where is Mom?" ”

"Mom is on the sofa," Yue'er tilted her head and said, "but Mom is very tired today......

"Yue'er, come here." Ji Weiwei interrupted the two of them, obviously not wanting the two of them to communicate more.

Yue'er obediently ran over and sat next to Ji Weiwei.

An Ping received a cold reception from the beginning of entering the door, although after the video incident, Ji Weiwei has always had this cold attitude towards him, but he does not seem to have a strong ability to adapt, and he feels uncomfortable and frustrated until now.

He changed his shoes at the entrance, then closed the door and went to the living room.

"Yue'er will go to the room to play first, uncle and mother have something to say." An Ping touched Yue'er's head and coaxed gently.

But Yue'er still listened to her mother's words the most, and when she heard this, Ma tilted her head to look at Ji Weiwei, and waited for Ji Weiwei to speak before she was willing to leave.

Ji Weiwei was silent, and finally said: "Yue'er, let's go back to the room first, uncle and mother will talk about it, and mother will accompany you in the room later." ”

Yue'er obediently got off the sofa, picked up her doll toys and returned to the room.

An Ping sat down next to Ji Weiwei, and Ji Weiwei seemed to be unwell and moved to the side.

It feels so clear

An Ping, who was estranged, darkened his eyes without a trace, and his hands fell into the sofa.

From the past some time ago, there was talk and laughter, but now the indifference and alienation, this gap makes Anping feel gloomy and depressed, why has his attitude towards him changed because of Shang Zhi?

He also hopes that he can affect Ji Weiwei's joys, sorrows, and sorrows, which at least shows his importance.

But he has no weight in Ji Weiwei's heart, and the person who has weight in Ji Weiwei's heart asked him to take care of her today.

Who can understand its taste?

Although Ji Weiwei may hate Shangzhi now, where does love come from?

After all, he was nothing in her heart.

"If there's something, let's talk about it." Ji Weiwei didn't look at him either, her eyes fell on a corner casually, and she asked him casually.

For a while, Anping's emotions surged, and all kinds of words he wanted to ask turned around in his chest, and finally he was blocked in his throat, and when he spoke again, his voice no longer carried emotion, and became ancient.

"Qiao Yimei is still alive."

Ji Weiwei was slightly stunned, but she didn't look very surprised, in fact, she had thought a lot about it in the past few days, even thinking about the previous things, but she didn't think about it with emotions, and it seemed that she had also thought about Qiao Yimei's death at all.

So after learning about it, it seems that it is expected, and there is no need to ask for a positive reason.

An Ping didn't mention that Shang Zhi had come to him, he didn't want these two words to make any more waves in Ji Weiwei's heart, and the fact was not suitable to mention these two words now.

An Ping continued: "She is hiding in the dark now, you are in the light, and she now knows that you live here, there is someone behind Jia Qiao, it will definitely be unfavorable to you, why don't you live in a different villa?" ”

Hearing this, Ji Weiwei was a little surprised.

She didn't expect that there was someone behind Qiao Yimei, who could make such a big move, was definitely not an ordinary person, if she really attacked her again, I am afraid that it would be difficult to prevent it for a while.

But Anping proposed to live in a different villa, she was a little unaccustomed to it for a while, Yue'er was used to it and liked it.

"Do you have to change it? Yue'er likes it here. ”

"It must be changed," An Ping was very serious, "Since Qiao Yimei knows about this, if she wants to ensure Yue'er's safety, she will also change it." ”

Anping continued: "And I have already helped Yue'er find a new school, and that villa is a little closer to the new school. ”

Ji Weiwei thought silently, this villa is good, but it is remote, and she just started looking for such a remote place, firstly, to avoid reporters taking pictures and tracking, and secondly, to prevent those who are secretly from attacking.

But accidents always catch people off guard, and it is precisely because of the remoteness that I almost couldn't get to the hospital when I was suffocated the next month, and if it weren't for a van driver, it would have been over.

Thinking of this, Ji Weiwei nodded: "Then let's do it, I think it's okay." ”

"Okay," Anping said, "I've already ordered someone to tidy it up, and I can move here tomorrow at the earliest." ”

"In such a hurry?"

If it weren't for it, Anping would have liked to move over in a few nights, after all, Qiao Yimei's matter was in his heart, and it always made him feel uneasy.

"Yes, the sooner the better, Qiao Yimei, you also know this person."

"Okay, thank you then." For Anping's arrangement, Ji Weiwei is very grateful.

An Ping smiled bitterly: "Don't say thank you to me for everything, what I want to hear is not thank you." ”

Ji Weiwei was silent, of course she knew that what An Ping wanted was not the word thank you, in fact, for what An Ping did for her, the word thank you was too light and too light.

But now she can't give Anping anything except thank you.

Anping also knew that she couldn't give it, and he didn't even have the courage to ask.

For a moment, neither of them spoke again.

Ji Weiwei felt that it was not good to go on like this, so she said: "You came back from a day's work, you were tired all day, and you ran a trip specifically for my business, now go back and rest early." ”

After the eviction order, Anping couldn't say anything, and slowly stood up, "Okay, good night, I wish you a good night." ”

Then the bright light in the room, he could already see the dark blue under Ji Weiwei's eyes, which was particularly obvious in the fair skin.

Ji Weiwei nodded and sent Anping out.

When she was left alone in the living room, she silently digested her emotions for two minutes, sorted out her expression, and then came to Yue'er's room.

Yue'er lay on the bed, scribbling on the paper with colored pens, and the white paper of A4 was already half full.

Ji Weiwei walked over, sat on the edge of the bed, and looked down at what Yue'er was drawing.

This look made her almost red eyes in an instant, and the white paper was painted in front of a house, a family of three holding hands, obviously painting Shang Zhi, Ji Weiwei and Yue'er herself.

Ji Weiwei looked at it and didn't speak, knowing that Yue'er had finished painting by herself, and her tears seemed to be about to fall, but Ji Weiwei wiped away her tears very quickly, unwilling to affect Yue'er.

After Yue'er stopped the brush, she looked at the painting with great satisfaction, and looked up at Ji Weiwei again, "Mom, do I paint beautifully?" ”

"Beautiful." Ji Weiwei smiled reluctantly, trying to hide her emotions.

"Do you miss Daddy?"

"Well," Yue'er nodded vigorously, "Mom, I really miss Dad, when will our family be able to hold hands together?" ”

Ji Weiwei couldn't give this answer, and she didn't know how to answer.

Children's thoughts are always simple, they feel that they miss and like, and they never have to worry too much, but adults have too many things to scruple about, so much so that in order to hide their emotions, they wear masks layer after layer.

Yue'er saw Ji Weiwei's eyes thickened, and the accumulated mist made the tails of her eyes reddened little by little.

"Mom, I don't want to, I don't want Dad." She really misses her father so much, she will say it in front of Ji Weiwei today, she has endured it for a while and didn't say it, but she began to think about her father while painting, and missed the days when the family was together.

But Yue'er didn't want her mother to be sad or cry, so she folded the painting and didn't want her mother to see it anymore, "Mom, I'm sorry......"

"Silly boy," Ji Weiwei held back her tears, "what's wrong with you?" ”

It is natural for a child to think about his father, so what's wrong with that? She just didn't want her to cry, so how could she say she didn't want to?

"Yue'er, go to bed early, mom is going to sleep too."

"Well, good night mom."

(End of chapter)

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