"What secret?" Yang Fan took the little girl out of his arms and pressed her on the mat. They stuck together and felt a little hot.
The little girl didn't know that Yang Fan disliked her heat. After being carried out, she crawled back and whispered quietly: "Yes, I adore Daddy."
Dad is her heaven and her earth, above all else.
"Why do you have to worship your dad?" Yang Fan carried the little girl out again: "Dad can't make the country strong, and can't change the world."
The little girl sat next to him for a while, then climbed into Yang Fan's arms and said, "Because I like daddy so much."
"If that's the case, then Daddy also admires you, because Daddy likes you, too." Yang Fan lifted Guoguo aside again and laid her down. This time he put one leg on her, making her unable to move.
"Oh, I can't get up." After struggling for a few times and unable to break free, the little girl had to give up and lay quietly, staring at the starry sky.
The bright moon is slowly passing through the clouds, and the stars are twinkling.
There don’t seem to be as many stars as last night, as if they were absent from tonight’s gathering.
"Little baby, aren't you sleepy yet?" Yang Fan asked the little girl.
"Not yet. I miss my mom a little." Holding Yang Fan's legs, Guoguo tilted her little head and looked at him. Her eyes were as clear and bright as two stars in the dimly lit night.
"Are you thinking about your mother?" Yang Fan picked up the phone.
"No, it's mom's fault. I didn't go back to grandma's house with mom, and I didn't see mom being disliked by grandma. It was such a pity." Guoguo pinched the hair on Yang Fan's legs with her little hands and pulled it.
Yang Fan put down his phone and gave up.
I originally wanted to record a video and send it to Thirteen to make her happy. The little girl missed her.
It seems that the little girl has a deep prejudice against her mother, which cannot be eliminated by not seeing her for a day or two.
"Then let's abandon our mother and not want her anymore?" Yang Fan asked the little girl for her opinion.
"Okay." The little girl was overjoyed.
But the next moment, she was silent for a moment, and then said, "Dad, let's not abandon Mom, otherwise she will be very pitiful."
"Don't worry about her. You don't like her anyway." Yang Fan said.
The little girl tried to struggle to get up again, but she couldn't, so she gave up and said, "But Mommy likes Daddy."
"It's useless even if she likes dad, it's Guoguo's fault for not liking her." Yang Fan said.
“But…” Guoguo struggled.
"No buts. If Guoguo doesn't like her, then Daddy doesn't like her and doesn't want her anymore." Yang Fan also lay down, in the opposite direction of the little girl, with his legs still pressing on the little girl.
Although my legs were a little hot, it was better than having her snuggle in my arms and getting hot all over.
"Dad, I really miss Mom." The little girl stopped struggling and looked at the sky quietly.
It seemed as if my mother was above the clouds, following the clouds and slowly moving away.
"Thinking about mom being disliked by grandma, thinking about mom being spanked by dad, right?" Yang Fan was also looking at the not very clear night sky.
The little girl was clearly right next to him, but he felt like she was behind the clouds.
That must be the grown-up Guoguo, rushing towards the future with full of anticipation, getting farther and farther away from him.
"No, Dad, I think Mom would be very pitiful if no one wants her." Guoguo tilted her head, trying to look at Yang Fan, but only saw a huge body lying there.
I couldn’t see Dad’s face, just like I couldn’t see him.
"No, Mom is so beautiful, there will be people who want her. It's just that we don't want her anymore." Yang Fan raised his foot.
Just when the little girl thought she was free and could get up, Yang Fan simply changed his position and pressed his legs down again.
The place that was pressed just now has become warm.
Now let's go to another place, it feels a little cooler.
"Is that so?" Guoguo stopped struggling. The more he struggled, the tighter he was pressed.
Yang Fan nodded: "Yes, but it is also possible that no one wants her, and then she waits for Guoguo and Dad to come back home every day. If she can't wait, she will go to where you go to school and ask passers-by, have you seen my Guoguo? She hasn't been home for a long time, and I miss her very much."
Guoguo listened quietly.
Yang Fan continued, "When mom can't find you at your school, she goes to places you've been to, like the mossy steps in the alley where you used to jump up and down and wait for dad with mom. Or the big tree with lush branches and leaves in the forest park where you chased butterflies under the tree..."
"Dad, will Mom go to so many places to look for me?" Guoguo asked.
"Yes, every time she couldn't find it, she would cry. Later, she cried until her eyes were blind and she couldn't see anything." Yang Fan said, "Even when she walked back to the bedroom from the living room, she had to touch the wall, step by step, and walk carefully to get back to the bedroom."
The little girl sobbed quietly, "My mother is so pitiful."
"No, she always beats you. That's the retribution she deserves," said Yang Fan.
"Dad, can you please not let Mom go blind? We can do without her, but we don't have to let her go blind." Guoguo requested.
"That won't work. If we don't want her anymore, she will keep crying and crying until her eyes are blinded," said Yang Fan.
"Is that so?" Guoguo was having more and more difficulty speaking: "Dad, can you please take your legs away first? I'm almost dead."
Yang Fan then took his legs away.
The little girl immediately got up, crawled into Yang Fan's arms, and lay down against him.
Yang Fan sat up, changed direction, lay down, and rested his head on a bamboo pillow.
The little girl persevered and lay back down.
Very patient, no emotion at all.
If it were Thirteen, he would probably blame him for doing it on purpose.
"It's time to go to bed. I'll tell you a story." Yang Fan couldn't bear it any longer. He had to coax the little girl to sleep so that he could concentrate on playing by himself.
For example, go and flirt with Shisan, or go and tease Yueyue.
"Dad, can you give Mom another chance? We still want her, okay?" Guoguo resisted the temptation of the story and asked Yang Fan for an answer first.
"Since Guoguo is so reluctant to leave her mother, let's continue to have her." Yang Fan agreed.
In the middle of the night, Yang Fan was awakened by the coolness on his face, the sound of the Great Sage and the barking of dogs.
It was pitch black all around, with only some dark red light in the sky above Qianjiang in the distance.
It was dark on the mountains and hills.
It was late at night and there were few people in the countryside who had not yet turned off the lights and gone to bed.
The rustling sound of raindrops hitting the leaves of plants became louder and louder. Yang Fan quickly got up, put on his shoes, dragged the mat and Guoguo to the edge of the roof, and then jumped onto the roof.
The rooftop was not high, and Yang Fan could hug Guoguo with just a stretch of his hands.
He picked up the little girl and she was still asleep, her head resting weakly on his shoulder.
Even if you wake up, you won’t remember waking up the next day, let alone what happened.
So when she woke up the next day, she sat on the bed, looking confused.
"Mom is coming over today." Yang Fan said to the little girl who was still not very sober and didn't want to get up.