Xiaohai's eyes lit up: "Dad, are you finally here?"
Huo Muxuan realized that Ye Hai was still waiting for his father. How important is dad in this child's heart? I have been missing for so long, can I still recover
Hearing no movement for a long time, Xiaohai pursed his lips in disappointment: "It's Uncle Dumb. Not Dad."
Huo Muxuan was suddenly very sad, yes. How can uncle and dad compare.
And Huo Muxuan is really unwilling to be a not-so-important uncle to his children for the rest of his life. So no matter how difficult it is, no matter what it takes, he will try his best to save this child.
He carefully helped Ye Luorui onto his bed.
"What are you going to do?" Ye Luorui, who was awakened, looked at the man in front of her and growled, and Huo Muxuan hurriedly made a gesture to silence her.
He wrote back on the paper: "You rest now, I will take care of Xiaohai. Say good night to him. Ask him to sleep well. Tell him that you will notify him when his father comes."
Ye Luorui looked back at Xiaohai and understood her negligence. The child had never forgotten to wait for Jian Shaojun to come see him.
Suddenly he said in a hoarse voice: "Brother Hai, can you go to bed first? If dad comes, Xiaorui will wake you up and tell dad that you miss him very much. Brother Hai, be obedient and go to bed first."
Ye Hai didn't answer, but closed his eyes sadly.
Huo Muxuan stood up and sat next to Ye Hai. He really wanted to tell him. You are the father.
I really want to take good care of them legitimately. But he can't now. This feeling of powerlessness came over him again.
Looking back at Ye Luorui's tired face. Looking at Ye Hai's sleeping face. They feel deep self-blame and are mentally planning a blueprint for their future...
The bright morning sun penetrates the glass windows and casts an icy blue through the blue curtains.
The small body moved, his eyebrows slightly raised, Ye Hai opened his eyes in vain, and what he saw to his chagrin was still darkness.
Feeling the thick arms in his arms, a small mouth slowly began to rise from the natural arc just now. Sensitively, I noticed a heavy exhalation next to me. Is it dad? Did dad come to see him? Is dad asleep
He stretched out his small palm and carefully touched it up his arm. I wish I could touch my dad’s face. I hope to confirm that the person in front of me is really my father.
"Oops." He suddenly retracted his hand and accidentally missed an exclamation.
Huo Muxuan was suddenly awakened by the cry, and looked at the big eyes of the child in front of him in panic. The small palms are still open happily under his minibus.
He stretched out his little fingers and gently touched Huo Muxuan's chin, then touched the fine stubble with joy. He might have been frightened when he was pricked by the hard stubble at first, so he screamed out.
Now I am very interested in playing with my little fingers carefully. People who cannot see the light will always feel that their touch is precious.
Huo Muxuan looked at Ye Hai's eyes, which were pure and without any impurities, because such a small touch could emit joy that was as contagious as sunlight.
I opened my mouth to say something, but suddenly realized that I shouldn't and couldn't say anything now.
Ye Hai happily thought that he had touched his father's chin many times, and then quietly stretched out his hand to support his face.
Huo Muxuan realized something and suddenly pulled away from Xiaohai's soft embrace. He stood up and looked at Ye Hai's suddenly frozen palm.
Extremely distressed. But he knew that he couldn't let Xiaohai know that he was not his father now, because that would make him even more sad. At least he still has illusions. Imagine that Jian Shaojun was by his side.
Faced with the sudden change, Xiao Hai cried anxiously: "Dad. Dad, where are you going? Dad, don't go. Don't go."
Ye Luorui's sleep was also disturbed by such calls, and she nervously stood up from the hospital bed.
In sight, Ye Hai stretched out his palms and fluttered around, while Huo Muxuan stood calmly not far away.
Suddenly he understood something. He jumped out of bed and swept Ye Hai into his arms. He was afraid that he would move too much and fall under the bed. He gently held his little back and looked up at Huo Muxuan: "Xiao Hai, Stop crying. Dad still has something to do, so he can't always be by your side."
"Daddy will come when he has time. Xiaohai won't cry, don't cry, okay? Dad doesn't like crying children."
The tears on Ye Hai's face were still there, but the crying stopped in an instant. However, the dense tears fell unconsciously from his eyes, and they fell so carefully that his heart was broken.
It took a long time to say a complete sentence: "Does daddy not like Xiaohai anymore?"
Huo Muxuan felt that his patience had reached the edge. He couldn't look at his baby in such pain, so he took an urgent step forward.
How could his father not like him? How can it be
(End of chapter)