Slowly put down the cup in his hand, lowered his head to Lan Lan's ear, and his voice was low, with the mellow nature of his father, "What do you want in the future, Dad asks you to answer Dad, so that I know what you want, okay?" ”

This time, Lan Lan paused for a short time and nodded vigorously.

Her response like this made Ye Zhichen's heart suddenly soft.

She will never know what it was like to be a father when he was told that he was autistic when he saw his daughter again three years later, let alone what kind of mood he felt when he stood on the balcony of his apartment dozens of meters high in the dead of night, looking at the lights in the distance, thinking about her......

Three years ago, he never thought that he would have a daughter, and the only feeling for the child was the doctor's sentence outside the operating room, "I'm sorry, their mother and son, we did our best." ”

He's talking about mother and son......

Mother and son, mother's belly, there is a seed in his belly that he does not know, which is slowly growing, and he, as a father, breaks him with his own hands.

Three years later, he put all the guilt he felt about the child on his daughter, but the daughter was autistic.

He had comforted himself today, he thought, maybe Lan Xianshu also comforted himself in this way, so that he could face his daughter who has been living in his own world so calmly, a daughter who will not react to you if you keep talking.

Later, he found out that he seemed to be wrong, yes, wrong, and his daughter may not be unresponsive......

It's a kind of calmly accepting all the preparations and arrangements made by the people around her.

Maybe she was really autistic, but he believed that she had slowly come out of it.

The hand holding his daughter trembled slightly, maybe the people around him didn't notice, but he believed in his guess and was firm in his current choice.

He gave their mother and daughter a place to rely on, and they gave him a home.

The sun outside the window was still shining, and the woman tilted her head to look at the father and daughter who were communicating around her.

The tall man, with such a soft expression, sat their little daughter in his arms, with two unicorn pigtails and a cute expression.

Such a contrast, but also such a harmony.

The life she wants, the best life, but that's it.

The man's voice was gentle and patient, holding Lan Lan's little hand and gently flicking the fan blades of the windmill, and the windmill slowly turned.

He leaned over, followed the direction in which the windmill was turning, and blew it out, and then the windmill spun faster.

Finally, the red and green fan blades fuse together and turn into a circle.

Lan Lan was fascinated by it, her expression was very happy, her eyes widened, her mouth opened slightly, and she laughed twice with "hehe".

It may be because I haven't opened my mouth for a long time. The girl's voice was low, with a thick hoarse cloudiness, and the man was stunned when he heard it.

The father and daughter laughed out loud there, and the people at the table also looked at them, but Ye Zhichen, who was stunned, had completely lost his mind.

The man's expression was sluggish, and Lan Xianshu suddenly didn't know what was wrong, he had a good time just now, and he laughed out loud, why did the man's expression now not mean to laugh at all.

Leaned over slightly, "What's wrong?" ”

The man seems to be a little bit of an afterthought