Zhao Zitong temporarily put aside the matter of McDull.
"Xuanxuan, is there something that you came to see me today?" Putting aside his doubts for the moment, Zhao Zitong asked with a smile while holding the cute little baby.
"Can't I come to see you if there's nothing wrong, aunt?" The cute little baby blinked his big eyes.
"Of course you can, I really like you coming to play with me, but can you please not call me aunt?" Zhao Zitong smiled helplessly. Although it is very cute when the cute little baby calls her aunt, it is better not to misunderstand.
"Aunt, you know, my mother went to Afghanistan when I was three months old. I am five years old now, and I have only seen her three times. I don't even know who my father is."
There were tears in the cute little baby's big eyes.
It was just a simple sentence, but it made Zhao Zitong feel the same way. She had never felt the love and companionship of her parents since she was a child.
People who lack the love of their parents tend to be inferior and sensitive when they grow up. No matter how strong they look on the outside, they are extremely insecure on the inside.
When we grow up, we generally become two types of people.
One type is the people-pleasing personality like Yu Wenyin, who is particularly afraid of losing and habitually pleases everyone around him.
The other type of personality is indifferent, like Zhao Zitong, who has no extreme joy or sorrow, does not know how to love, and does not want to love. He would rather shut himself off than try.
Zhao Zitong knows that this is the harm brought to her by her original family, but no one can choose their original family, so she can only work hard to get out of it.
Faced with such an innocent, naive and lovely Xiao Xuanxuan, Zhao Zitong couldn't be cruel enough to reject him, because he was a microcosm of her own childhood.
But Zhao Zitong is the kind of woman who will never show kindness and love randomly, because she has suffered a lot of unfair treatment since she was a child.
There is nothing to complain about. Society is inherently unfair, and people don't have the mood or time to listen to you crying like Xianglin Sao.
Rather than playing the victim, people prefer to watch stories of comebacks, right
If Xuanxuan was an adult and said these words to her, Zhao Zitong might not take it seriously. We are all adults, not your friends or family. Many people would not care about the unnecessary sympathy of strangers.
As adults, we should learn to deal with our own emotions, right
It's cruel, but that's the world we live in when we grow up.
But facing such a cute child, Zhao Zitong couldn't be so cruel:
"Sure, then come and play with me when you have time." Zhao Zitong hugged Xuanxuan, then put him down and tapped his small nose.
"But please don't call me aunt anymore. Just call me Aunt Zitong."
Zhao Zitong of later generations is already in her thirties, and she doesn't think there is anything wrong with calling her aunt.
In fact, she couldn't really understand why some women in their thirties couldn't accept a five or six-year-old child calling them auntie.
It is said that women have age anxiety, but if they themselves cannot accept the fact that they are getting older, why should they ask society to accept that women will eventually grow old and ugly
"Okay, Aunt Zitong, can I come to your house to play for a while?" Xuanxuan nodded. There was really no need to argue with Zhao Zitong about this name.
To be honest, Xuanxuan's maturity and understanding were a little beyond Zhao Zitong's expectations, but on second thought it was not surprising.
When I was five years old, I knew more than Xuanxuan.
Children from poor families have to grow up early. For someone like Xuanxuan, it is certainly not because of poverty.
It's because he's rich, has seen a lot of the world, and his parents aren't around anymore, so he should have encountered more social situations than himself. More complicated.
"Sure, Grandma Sun is also at home, let's go up together."
Zhao Zitong returned home holding Xuanxuan and saw Sun Shaofen busy in the kitchen and the dim but warm light in the living room. Her heart was warm.
Perhaps, God let her be reborn again so that she can learn how to love again.
Although she was financially well-off in her previous life, she lacked love and family affection. She could make money, but love and family affection were two things that could not be obtained by just working hard.
"Aunt Zitong, why did you reject my uncle today and not even give him a chance?"
Xuanxuan's question left Zhao Zitong at a loss for words.
Seeing Zhao Zitong was silent, Xuanxuan asked again: "Is it because my uncle is not good enough, or is it because you have someone in your heart?"
Zhao Zitong shook his head, sighed, and said, "No, your uncle is very outstanding, and I don't have anyone I like. In fact, it's not your uncle's problem, it's my own problem. My biggest problem is that I have lost the ability to love."
It is actually very pitiful for a person to lose even the ability to love.
"Ability to love" should be a person's instinct, but this instinct is broken by accidentally loving the wrong person because you once loved deeply, and then you no longer have the energy to fall in love with someone new.
Coupled with the influence of Zhao Zitong's original family, it is really too difficult for her to open her heart and love someone again.
"I am now very pessimistic about love. In my opinion, love is nothing more than a game in which two strangers are attracted to each other, fall in love, get tired of each other, and then return to their own tracks."
"I've played this game before and I'm tired of it. I just don't want to play it anymore."
"And now I also enjoy the feeling of being alone. I feel very comfortable eating hot pot alone, shopping alone, watching movies alone, and traveling alone."
"I don't need to accommodate another person's time, nor do I have to think hard about whether another person likes Chongqing spicy hotpot or Chaoshan beef hotpot, nor do I have to think hard about whether this person likes horror movies or romance movies."
"I am too rational and too sober now. Without expectations, there will be no harm, right?"
"Now I work very hard and am very strong, because I understand that in this world, no one can be my support, and I will never give myself to anyone again. I don't have to be responsible for that person, and other people don't have to be responsible for me. Isn't it good to be relaxed?"
"I'm not greedy at all. I already have family and friendship in this life. Whether or not I have love is not a very important thing to me. The most important thing is that I still have myself, isn't it?"
Zhao Zitong didn't understand why she said so much to a five-year-old boy in one breath. Maybe she couldn't say it to an adult. She always felt that saying these words was too depressing and too easy to bring negative emotions to others.
No adult would like someone who brings him or her negative emotions and negative energy.
Love makes it too easy to lose oneself.
Zhao Zitong is now very satisfied with herself. She does not want to change herself for anyone, nor does she need any irrelevant people to tell her that she has to change in order to be happy.