But before Sheng Yu finished tangling, Leng Junlin impatiently grabbed his arm and dragged him out all the way.
"Junlin, I don't want to play football." Sheng Yu said sullenly.
From the beginning of the morning, seeing everyone busy welcoming Wen Yifan, he felt a little uneasy, and also had an indescribable sense of loss.
"Then you guard the goal!" Leng Junlin didn't care whether he liked it or not, he kicked the ball straight towards Shengyu's door.
"Hey!" Lin Xiaomi was taken aback and scolded in a low voice, "Where are you kicking, slow down."
Leng Junlin said with disgust: "There are no women on the court to talk, so hurry up."
Lin Xiaomi: "..."
Sheng Yu was not in the mood to play at first, but after being hit by Leng Junlin with a football a few times, he had to dodge. Leng Junlin chased him and kicked him, Sheng Yu had to dodge while complaining, and the two little guys finally started playing.
Lin Xiaomi asked the servant to watch, and then entered the house.
The old lady Sheng brought the dessert out of the kitchen, but there was no one in the living room.
Looking at Lin Xiaomi, she couldn't help sighing softly, with a frowning face: "I also specially asked the kitchen to cook the sunfish and wine glutinous rice balls that Xiaoxiao likes to eat. She just left without entering the door."
"Xiaoxiao has some other things to deal with."
The old lady Sheng waved her hand, indicating that she didn't need to comfort her with words. She knew very well that Wen Xiaoxiao still couldn't let go of the past.
In Shengdong's bedroom, Weng Ling carefully cleaned the gauze for him. Shengdong called Wen Yifan to his side, looked at him, and forbade him to look around.
Wen Yifan was a little curious about what his injury looked like, but Sheng Dong didn't allow him to see it.
Sheng Dong asked the servant to bring all the other toys he bought earlier, and piled them up in front of Fanfan: "Look, see if there is anything you like."
Wen Yifan looked at the dazzling array of toys in front of him, they could be piled up into a small hill.
From Lego blocks to various model assemblies, there are all kinds, and there are even puzzles.
Wen Yifan was a child after all, he couldn't resist these things at all, his eyes were full of liking, he picked up the model of Transformers, looked left and right.
Although he couldn't put it down, he quickly let it go and didn't move anymore.
Seeing his appearance, Sheng Dong thought he didn't like it, so he said softly: "Why don't you like any of them? You seem to like this model very much, don't you know how to play? I'll teach you..."
Wen Yifan waved his hand, took a step back, and said softly: "Mom said, no matter how much you like it, if it belongs to someone else, you can't mess around with it."
"It's okay, you can play."
Wen Yifan shook his head, his voice was very soft: "Shengyu will be angry."
Shengdong's heart stabbed inexplicably: "Fool, these are not Yuyu's, they are all yours. His share is in his room, can he play with peace of mind now?"
Wen Yifan's eyes were wide open, looking at the toys covering half of the bed, he slowly picked up the Transformers model, without taking it apart, but moved his flexible arms.
Sheng Dong could tell at a glance that this little guy had something on his mind, he seemed a little unhappy.
After Weng Ling finished changing the gauze for him, he let her go out first.
Weng Ling looked at the little boy sitting on the bed with his head down, his facial features were almost carved out of Sheng Dong's.
"Okay, call me again if you need something."
There were only the two of them left in the room, and Sheng Dong felt that it was only a few days, and the atmosphere of harmony between them before seemed to be gone.
The indifferent figure of Wen Xiaoxiao before was still circling in his mind, he leaned over, tilted his head and approached Wen Yifan: "Did you visit me in the hospital before? Worried about me?"
Wen Yifan looked at him: "Are you feeling better?"
Sheng Dong laughed, put his hands under his armpits, and hugged him to his side with his arms: "It's okay, it still hurts a little, but if you're willing to call me 'Daddy', I'm sure I'll be fine right away."
Wen Yifan lowered his head and didn't say anything.
In fact, Shengdong also knew that it was not that easy, so he was not annoyed, and stretched out his hand to wrap the sail in his arms: "Then help me blow it, it will make it better."
This time, Fanfan didn't refuse any more, took his hand, and gently blew the entire palm, then looked up at him: "Is it better?"
"It's much better, it's amazing, it doesn't hurt at all."
Wen Yifan pursed his lips and smiled, puffed his cheeks and blew again.
"Unhappy?" Sheng Dong touched his cheek with his fingertips.
Wen Yifan was a little tangled, looked up at him, this posture was a bit strenuous, he got up on his knees from the bed, and sat face to face with him, frowning slightly, looking a little serious.
Sheng Dong looked at the miniature version of himself with such a serious look, it felt very strange.
Emotional and sour.
"Why are you looking at me like this, like a little old man, can I take you out to play? Yuyu also wants to play with you."
"Teacher A Dong, there is something I want to ask you."
"You kiss me, and I'll let you ask."
Wen Yifan stared at him with wide eyes, and pushed his face aside with his small fist in disgust, like that, he didn't really want to make a joke.
"Okay, what's the matter, ask."
Wen Yifan looked at him, his clear and pure eyes did not contain any impurities: "You... why did you divorce my mother in the first place? What is the reason?"
The smile on Sheng Dong's face froze suddenly.
"Are you in a bad relationship? But why do you have me if you don't have a good relationship?"
Looking at his son's clean eyes, Sheng Dong seemed to be strangled by someone, unable to speak a word.
Shame, regret, helplessness, pain...
Inexplicable emotions hit his nerves.
What kind of words should he use to answer his son's question.
Do you want to tell him that his father regards him as a wild species
Sheng Dong lost his sight for a moment, and suddenly didn't know how to face his son's clean and clear eyes.
"Is this question difficult to answer?"
Sheng Dong swallowed nervously, feeling his throat was extremely dry: "Why are you asking this question again all of a sudden?"
"Just want to know, will you tell me?"
Sheng Dong was so ashamed that he didn't know what to say.
Wen Yifan suddenly said: "Did you bully my mother? You did something bad to my mother, right?"
Sheng Dong deeply felt the piercing pain, and he was ashamed to face it in front of his son.
"Fanfan, it's all because of my father's fault. It's my father's stupidity. My father is stupid. I don't know what happened to my father's mind at that time. He would have such an idiot life. My father knew he was wrong. Can you forgive my father?"
"I hope you can believe that Dad is willing to use everything, even my life, in exchange for forgiveness from you and Mom."
Wen Yifan blinked, this time he was silent.
After a long time, Sheng Dong's heart sank, only to hear Wen Yifan say: "I don't know if I can forgive you, because you haven't told me what you did until now."