"I think you are better, not like me."
"You..." Cheng Yan hurriedly said.
"What's wrong?" Huo Sheng looked at him puzzled.
Cheng Yan stared at the person who was just walking to one side. After thinking about it, he put up with the phrase "You haven't washed your hands yet", shook his head and said nothing.
Huo Sheng smiled and walked in. After a while, when he came out, he had already changed into his home clothes.
The combination of a jumper and trousers made him look much younger. Cheng Yan's eyes came out of him and hung around him without moving.
Huo Sheng noticed this and asked him with a smile, "What's wrong?"
Cheng Yan then realized that he seemed a little offended, and quickly closed his eyes and whispered: "Xiaoman's clothes, please help to tuck it away."
Huo Sheng tilted his head and glanced at it. He laughed out loud. He raised his hand and tucked all the edges of her clothes that were exposed around her into the waistband of her pants. It was bulging like a small lantern.
Huo Xiaoman didn't care either, with a cake in his hand, he stretched out his arm and circled around to feed it to her dad.
Seeing this, her father followed suit and took a big bite.
In an instant, the small cake that was still intact was only half of the bottom left. Unexpectedly, Huo Xiaoman opened his eyes and watched, and his mouth swishly turned away.
The little guy in front of him gradually changed from happy to aggrieved. When Cheng Yan saw it, he hurried forward, patted the little guy on the back and said, "Okay, okay, my brother made a box, and this Just give it to Dad, and be happy."
The aggrieved Huo Xiaoman looked at the person next to him, and then at her dad who was snickering beside him. He was stunned for two seconds and angrily stuffed the remaining half into his mouth, then turned around and ran in. Inside the bedroom.
Only then did Cheng Yan, who was outside, helplessly look at the father and daughter, and couldn't help sighing that it was really unreliable for the father to bring the child, and he didn't know how the big and the young got along in peacetime.
The little guy in the bedroom had his butt facing the door, his arms stretched out beside the bed, while her dad was just half-leaning on the door frame, not comforting.
This state lasted for a while, and seeing that the two of them didn't want to reconcile, Cheng Yan took the initiative to spare the person by the door, went in and squatted by the bed, and persuaded: "Xiaoman, don't be angry, there is still something in the box. Too much, not enough, I'll do it for you."
Huo Xiaoman, who was lying there with his head tilted, didn't listen to advice, staring at people with his eyes pouted and his mouth pouted.
It wasn't until a few minutes later that her father suddenly said, "Huo Xiaoman, if you eat so much cake, what if you can't eat any hamburgers in a while?" Then she saw the little guy suddenly jumped up from the bed and turned around to lean on the bed. He said, "Have a hamburger."
Cheng Yan, who witnessed the whole process in front of him, could be regarded as having a new understanding of Huo Xiaoman's delicious attributes, and couldn't help but shake his head with a smile.
I didn't cook lunch at home, but went directly to the department store where Huo Xiaoman and Cheng Yan met for the first time last time.
Huo Xiaoman was in a very good mood because of eating hamburgers, and when he got to Mji, he ran into the play area.
Because it was Golden Week, and the store was full of people, Huo Sheng asked Cheng Yan to find a seat first, and he went to buy food.
When he returned to the table, another quarter of an hour had passed.
"Do you need to call Xiaoman back?" Cheng Yan asked him.
"No," Huo Sheng glanced at the little guy who was having a good time next to him, "let her play, and she'll be back to eat by herself in a while."
"Well." Cheng Yan replied in a low voice, and then ate the hamburger in small bites.
"Speaking of which," Huo Sheng said suddenly, "are you the only child in the family?"
"Well." Cheng Yan didn't understand why he asked this, and a little doubt appeared on his face instantly.
Seeing him like this, the other party couldn't help laughing, and then said, "It's nothing, I'm a little curious, if I'm alone, I'll be very lonely at home."
"Do you mean when you were young? Or grow up?" Cheng Yan asked.
"Huh?" Huo Sheng couldn't help but be surprised, "Will there be a difference?"
"Yes." Cheng Yan lowered his head and thought for a while.
After a while, he said again, "Even when I was young, I didn't have much impression of being alone. Besides, at that time, everyone would play outside after school, and then go home after playing. But when I grow up, when I'm alone at home, I'm still a little lonely occasionally. ."
"But it's not that I can't understand the dilemma of my parents." He paused and added.
"Why did you ask this?" Cheng Yan asked strangely.
Huo Sheng smiled and waved his hand, "It's not a big deal, because I have a sister, so I'm a little curious."
"Is it about Xiaoman?" Cheng Yan asked again.
"Yeah." Huo Sheng sighed and didn't deny it. Instead, he turned to look back and smiled slightly, "I was thinking about something, about work."
He said: "I'm working here now, although everyone is very good, but you also know that the company is slowly taking more orders, and I can't always take time off like this to be responsible for this kind of overtime that doesn't really need to work. It’s a fact that no one can manage Xiaoman if something happens.”
Is that going to leave? Cheng Yan suddenly felt a shudder in his heart, and his face became a little heavier.
But when he thought about it, it was true. Xiaoman is still so young, according to Huo Sheng's meaning, he definitely doesn't want to hand over the child to the nanny or others. If you take care of her by yourself, there will inevitably be these problems.
However, before he had time to say anything, he heard the other party sigh again, "Hey, but it's all about taking a step by step. It seems useless to think so much now."
Step by step…
Hearing this, Cheng Yan hesitated, and he didn't know what kind of answer the other party said to him: "I... , I don't know, it's probably because I don't have any other work to do, so I can't do it. Change."
"But, Brother Sheng, you are different," he continued. "I think it would be good if you could have a better chance."
It's just that I can't see it often. When he said this, Cheng Yan felt a little bit against his heart. However, if it is the role of a friend, it should have suggested a better path for the other party.
"It's just a casual chat." Huo Sheng raised his hand and took a bite of the hamburger, and said casually, "Even if you change it out, you may not be able to take care of Xiaoman."
"Actually, it's still the same." He waved his hand and continued, "Forget it, don't mention this, the atmosphere is quite dull. Anyway, my thoughts will not change for the time being. I'll talk about it later."
"Well." Cheng Yan nodded slightly and said nothing more.
The two adults had almost eaten, and the little one finally had enough to come back to eat.
Seeing her madness covered in sweat on her forehead, Huo Sheng raised his hand and took the small handkerchief she tucked in his pocket, and wiped her face.
Cheng Yan's thoughts were still stuck in the matter just now, and he was a little stunned for a while. He didn't come back until Huo Xiaoman called him a second time, and saw the little guy in front of him holding two sticks covered with ketchup put the fries to his mouth.
Huo Xiaoman's wet bangs were held on both sides by Bara, and when he saw him looking at him, he moved forward and handed it over.
Cheng Yan smiled and just took it, when he suddenly heard a female voice next to him, shouting, "Huo Sheng."
Then he saw Huo Sheng, who was sitting across from him with a smile on his face, suddenly stood up, and said to the other party, "What a coincidence."
And the other party also replied: "What a coincidence, I thought you said something today, it was at work, so it was to accompany the children."
The man smiled and said, "You are really a good father."
Cheng Yan, who was on the side, looked at the beautifully dressed woman in front of him, and smiled with a little tenderness in his eyes.
In a moment, his mind was completely chaotic, and he couldn't even tell himself what he would think or do.
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