He closed the door gently, thought for a moment, and pressed the lock again.
It was the first time in his life to sleep with such a small thing. Xicheng was really unsure. He never locked his bedroom door, so he locked the door for the first time just in case.
Turning to look at the little guy on the bed, he returned to the bathroom, quietly closed the door, and took a shower as quickly as possible, fearing to wake up the little guy. He didn't dry his hair, but dried it with a towel.
After walking out of the bathroom, I looked around carefully. I put away a few low-lying decorations and put them out of reach of the little one. After a few rounds of careful inspection, I found that there was indeed no danger. Then I returned to the bed and uncovered them. Xicheng tried his best to make every move as gentle as possible for fear of waking up the little one.
Holding his head with one hand, he lay on his side next to the little guy, not even the slightest bit sleepy.
There was only a dimmed floor lamp beside the bed, and the warm light reflected the little guy's cute little face. As expected, such a young child was still carefree and slept very soundly and peacefully.
Staring at his sleeping face, Xicheng stretched out his fingers and touched his face gently, raising the corners of his lips.
After a moment, he smiled again, and his handsome face was stained with sadness.
He has never forgotten that chaotic night two years ago. Although he didn't remember the details too much because of the drugs at the time, he will never forget the way Xia Nuan looked at him with tears.
After that day, he kept looking for her and tried every means, but the girl seemed to disappear and never appeared again.
Later, many things happened, and he had to give up the idea of finding her.
However, I still think of her, and every time I think of her, I feel guilty and distressed.
Xicheng always thought that Xia Nuan hated him.
She had every reason and should hate him.
However, she actually gave birth to a child for him... This was something Xicheng had never dreamed of.
Thinking of Xia Nuan, the man frowned again.
After the two of them talked once during the piano competition, when they returned to school, every time they met, she would smile at him and say good morning or goodbye politely. Out of politeness, he would respond indifferently. .
Several times, she took the initiative to ask him about school problems.
Once when it rained, the family driver was late to pick him up. Seeing him standing at the door, she couldn't help but give him her umbrella. By the time he reacted, she had already run into the subway station in the rain...
Looking back now, during those three years, Xia Nuan was the only classmate who could be called his friend.
In the second semester of his senior year of high school, he successfully applied for a foreign university and left school early to go abroad.
He had no nostalgia for other teachers and classmates. He rushed to school specifically to say goodbye to her, but unfortunately she didn't come on sick leave. The next day, he left for Europe, and then they were separated.
Later, he also thought of her occasionally, thinking that if he had left a contact information in the first place, of course there would be many every time, so he gave up the idea...
Later, when he returned to China and kept a low profile as an ordinary person, that girl became a fleeting image that he occasionally thought of.
But now, there is this little guy lying next to him. Her mother is her and his father is him.
It all happened too suddenly and too subtly.
The past few hours had been completely distracted by Nian Nian, and now he finally had a chance to think calmly.