Qingzhi stood there for a moment and then went back to his room and brought a lamp over. When he entered the room, in the dim light, the little guy saw Shunuan squatting in the corner of the desk in the room. Shunuan buried his face. He didn't raise his head, and his shoulders were slightly twitched.
The dim light reflected Qingzhi's eyes more and more clearly. Qingzhi put the lamp on the table beside him, walked over, stretched out his little hand and gently tugged at the corner of Shu Nuan's clothes.
Shu Nuan didn't move at all, not even raising his head.
Qingzhi bit her mouth in confusion, paused for a while, held Shu Nuan's head with her two hands, and patted her back gently to coax her not to cry.
Shu Nuan was holding her head by Qingzhi, her emotions became more and more ups and downs. She couldn't help hugging Qingzhi tightly and cried repressedly.
I cried for the first time in four years.
"Qingzhi... Qingzhi..." She cried and called her little Qingzhi, hugging Qingzhi very hard.
Qingzhi responded softly with a nasal voice, clumsily soothing Shu Nuan's back.
"He doesn't want Shu Nuan... He doesn't want... It turns out that he has... stopped Shu Nuan a long time ago..." Shu Nuan sobbed incoherently, unable to even breathe.
So uncomfortable.
It was even more uncomfortable than learning that that person had died in Seoul four years ago.
Qingzhi opened her small mouth and tried hard to make a sound, but she didn't know what to do. She bit her lip and struggled to speak out: "Wo..."
What she said was "I", but she spoke it in a slurred way. Every word had a soft, vague and substandard milky voice, and she pronounced every word very carefully.
"want… "
"Number, warm."
After saying these four words, Xiao Qingzhi felt a little dazed and inexplicably nervous, as if speaking out of her mouth was a very scary thing for her.
Shu Nuan's cries were also stopped because of what Qingzhi said.
That was also the first time Shu Nuan heard Qingzhi not just call her name, Qingzhi said a complete sentence, even though it was only four words.
There were still tears in Shu Nuan's eyes, but he slowly raised his head and hugged the little girl's shoulders.
Qingzhi probably just woke up. She was only wearing a very thin goose-yellow cotton skirt and no socks on her feet. She only wore flat shoes and her hair was hanging loosely on her shoulders. , revealing a gentle little face.
The little guy's eyes were reflected clearly and brightly by the light, and were filled with mist. Now he was a little confused, looking at her innocently, as if he didn't know that he had spoken.
Shu Nuan looked at her young baby, blinked her eyes, and tears fell again, but this time she was so moved that she shed tears.
Qingzhi thought that Shu Nuan was sad again, so she stretched out her little hand to carefully wipe her tears and shook her head to prevent her from crying.
Shu Nuan sobbed and hugged Qing Zhi tightly, choking with sobs and smiling, "Shu Nuan won't cry anymore..."
"I'm so stupid, I forgot that I still have a young baby..."
Even if all hopes turn into bubbles, even if Uncle Sheng doesn't count Nuan anymore, even if the reunion becomes a stranger, even if we never see each other again...
She is still young.
Anyway, Qingzhi is here.
She had survived four years with Qingzhi, and no matter how many years to come, she could survive alone with Qingzhi.
She doesn't have such a strong heart to forget someone alive, not to mention there is a childish connection between them, but it doesn't matter, she can pretend to forget.
Just like in the past four years, every time she was asked about it, she forgot about it.
Qingzhi looked at Shu Nuan and cried and laughed. The little guy lowered his head and kissed Shu Nuan's eyes and hugged Shu Nuan's neck, as if he wanted to bring all the peace of mind to Shu Nuan's home.