"Just wanting to do something for you, only to find that I can't even do it well."
It is said that the cry of a child sounds heart-wrenching. Cheng Yan didn't think it at first, but now he deeply realizes it.
"Dad, Dad." Huo Xiaoman's sobbing continued, and his tears also wet the quilt in front of him a little.
Cheng Yan patted her on the back carefully, and at the same time wiped her tears with a tissue and persuaded: "Xiaoman, why don't you cry first?"
Hearing the voice, Huo Xiaoman looked at the person in front of him with tears in his eyes and paused for a few seconds.
But before Cheng Yan felt relieved, he saw his eyelashes soaked in tears flashed twice, and the little guy's face was twisted together again, and he started to cry.
Her two little hands clenched the quilt tightly, and her body trembled with crying. Cheng Yan kept persuading her in a low voice, but it still didn't work, so she had to slowly stroke her back and keep her calm.
"Xiaoman, don't cry anymore." Cheng Yan said softly, "Tell brother what happened?"
"Dad, I want Dad." The little guy kept reading.
Cheng Yan felt that he had no choice but to call Huo Sheng, but after a few beeps, the other side never answered.
Xiaoman's cries were getting louder and louder, and he felt a little flustered when he heard it. But he didn't know what to do now, so he just kept calming down and didn't dare to leave for a moment.
Generally speaking, children cry and cry easily, and after a while, their voices gradually become quieter.
When Cheng Yan saw it, he ran outside to pour a glass of water, and twisted a small square to wipe her face.
Looking at the crying face in front of him, he felt very distressed, and he didn't understand why the child fell asleep and suddenly missed his father.
Huo Xiaoman pouted and whispered "Dad", his round eyes stared straight ahead, and his tears fell with a choking.
The hand holding the quilt and slowly grabbed the corner of the clothes of the person next to him. Seeing this, Cheng Yan leaned forward a little, and gently hugged the little guy in front of him.
I don't know how long it took, the mobile phone at hand finally vibrated, Cheng Yan glanced at the caller ID and hurriedly connected it.
The other party asked him one step ahead: "Cheng Yan? What's wrong? I just took a shower and didn't see it. Did something happen so late?"
The voice in the receiver came out, and Huo Xiaoman, who was on the side, heard the whole thing. She had finally stopped sobbing, but she opened her mouth like that and cried again with a 'wow'.
On the other side, he didn't explain anything to anyone, and he understood it directly. He said to Cheng Yan: "Xiaoman is crying? I guess she will be like this. Give her your phone and turn on the amplifier."
"Well, good." Cheng Yan responded and put the phone aside.
"Huo Xiaoman." The voice from the phone was very serious, and the tenderness when he was talking to Cheng Yan a minute ago was completely gone. He said, "How did you promise me in the first place? Brother, why don't you cry or make trouble?"
"Dad." Huo Xiaoman whimpered in a low voice.
Only then did Huo Sheng change his attitude and said softly, "Tell me, what's the matter?"
The little guy here gradually stopped crying, but with red eyes, he stared at the screen of the mobile phone and didn't make a sound.
Cheng Yan stroked her back and said to the other side, "I was just about to go to bed. I guess I was afraid of turning off the light, so I suddenly missed my father."
"I miss Dad." Huo Xiaoman curled his lips, looking like he was about to shed tears again.
Cheng Yan, who was on the side, quickly comforted her, and then heard the other side speak again, with a softer tone than before: "Xiaoman, what did Dad tell you before, you promised yourself, right? You can't add more money to brother Cheng Yan. trouble?"
"Well." The little guy was extremely aggrieved.
"Then you think about your father, can you talk about it well, what does it look like to cry at every turn, eh?" Huo Sheng said, "It's your own request, so don't cry. If you're done crying today, you won't cry tomorrow, okay? ?"
"Okay." Huo Xiaoman replied again after hearing the sound, then slowly got up and drilled towards Cheng Yan.
Cheng Yan protected her, and saw that she was wronged because of Huo Sheng's remarks. He also felt that Huo Sheng was somewhat strict in the matter of Xiaoman. He thought about it and said to help: "Xiaoman is the first Come on, it's normal."
Unexpectedly, the other side immediately replied: "You ask her, is this the first time? The last time I gave her her aunt, that's how it was. I cried all night at night, and I was afraid that it would happen this morning. I talked to her, and it's still the same."
"There's no way, how can a child control his emotions." Cheng Yan said again with help.
After saying this, Huo Xiaoman didn't know if he understood, so he wiped his tears with the back of his hand and burrowed into his arms again, but he still kept his posture of turning his head and looking at the phone.
The other side was silent for a moment, then sighed and said, "Xiaoman, Dad shouldn't speak to you so harshly, but it's not right for you to cry."
"Well," Huo Xiaoman's answer was a bit weaker than before, and after a while, seeing that her father stopped blaming her, she whispered again, "Dad, when are you coming back?"
"Next Tuesday night," the other side suddenly shouted, "Cheng Yan."
"You said." Cheng Yan replied.
"I just wanted to send you a message. The meeting was originally on Friday plus three days on weekends, but now it's changed to next Monday and Tuesday, so I won't go back temporarily. If Xiaoman is waiting for you, it's inconvenient for you to take care of you. , if it really doesn't work, let my sister pick her up." Huo Sheng said.
Before he finished speaking, the little guy in Cheng Yan's arms trembled and looked up at him quickly.
This reaction made Cheng Yan snicker in his heart. It turns out that the little guy also has people who are afraid, so he said: "It's okay, just let her stay here."
"Okay," Huo Sheng said with a smile in his voice: "If you don't mind it, just let her stay. If you cry again, you can call me."
"Okay." Cheng Yan replied.
After that, the two chatted a few more things about work, and when the chat was almost over, Huo Xiaoman, who had been silent for a while, hurriedly shouted, "Dad."
Huo Sheng, who was on the opposite side, sighed when he heard it, and asked someone, "Cheng Yan, if it's convenient for you, put your phone with her. I'll talk to her for a while, you go to rest first."
Cheng Yan immediately responded: "Well, good."
He just agreed, and put the phone beside Huo Xiaoman's pillow and let her crawl into the bed, but he didn't leave.
He was by the bed, listening to the man comforting his daughter in a low voice, slowly reasoning to her, asking her to be obedient, and the dull reasoning was occasionally interspersed with short stories, which amused Huo Xiaoman originally A smile slowly appeared on his red face.
Cheng Yan had mixed feelings in his heart for a while, and felt that he was still far, far away.