Chapter 4 4.Cygne de poème
"Then why did you give birth to me?"
If my birth makes you so miserable,
"Then why did you give birth to me?"
Cheng Anle asked stubbornly.
Cheng Qing tightly grasped the armrests on both sides of the chair, until the back of her hand burst into bruises, she said.
"At that time, it was your father who begged me."
He said...... If I give birth to you, he will be able to leave me and no longer bind me. ”
"How do I choose...... If I beat you...... I'm never going to have any more children in my life......"
"I want one, something that is connected to my blood......"
That thing, that's you.
Cheng Qing's voice trembled,
Cheng Anle didn't turn his head to look.
If you had a choice, you don't want me to be your child,
I wouldn't choose you to be my mom either.
Cheng Anle didn't speak, but heard Cheng Qing get up from the chair and hugged her from behind.
"You're my child."
Cheng said softly.
……
Following.
Silent Cafe.
Cheng Anle was still sitting by the window, quietly watching the traffic coming and going.
As its name suggests, people don't make any extra noise except for drinks and desserts.
Even the conversation was quiet, for fear of disturbing the others here.
"Sorry for the wait."
Lan Ye sat across from her and said with a smile.
"Just here."
Cheng Anle supported his chin with his hand, his eyes moved from the traffic outside to her, and after saying this, he moved his eyes to the outside.
Lan Ye was not annoyed by her attitude, and after ordering a cup of coffee, he looked at her intently.
"Is there something on my face?"
Cheng Anle felt her burning gaze and asked a little uncomfortably.
"No, it feels like you've been gone all night, and you seem to be looking better again."
Lan Ye said with a smile.
"Oh...... Thank you. ”
Cheng Anle didn't care, just asked.
"Can you help me find information about my father?"
Lan Ye nodded, took out the tablet from his backpack, and quickly operated it.
"Found it."
She handed the tablet to Cheng Anle.
'Name: Cheng Zishu
Gender: Male
Age: Forty-three ......'
She slid all the way down and soon saw the bottom data.
"Wife: Cheng Qing
Daughter: Cheng Anle. ”
After reading it, she returned the tablet to Blue Leaf.
"What, do you want to contact him?"
Lan Ye teased as he put the tablet in his bag.
"No kidding."
Cheng Anle didn't smile, but just wrote down the phone number he just saw in the address book.
When she filled in her name, she hesitated for a long time,
In the end, she only filled out a Cheng Zi book.
When she was very young, Cheng Zishu left,
After so many years, they did not see each other again.
It's still too hard to call a stranger father.
At least, she can't.
"Will you go to him?"
Lan Ye asked.
“…… Maybe ......"
Cheng Anle didn't give her an accurate answer, but just went to the front desk to settle the account.
"I'll go back first."
She walked over and said to Blue Leaf.
"Okay."
Lan Ye held the cup and replied with a smile.
After Cheng Anle walked away, she drank the liquid in the cup.
An indescribable bitterness spreads from the tip of the tongue.
Lan Ye put down the cup and took out a notebook from his bag.
After thinking about it for a long time, she picked up her pen and wrote down the first word.
……
Cheng Zhai.
At the door, Cheng Anle opened the mailbox,
As before, there was a letter lying inside.