twenty two:
Early the next morning, at the dining table, Qiqi heard that he was going to the playground, and he was really happy.
Holding the spoon, he opened his cat's eyes wide, and raised his tone, "Really? Shall we go together? Are Dad and Uncle Yan going?"
"Yes, let's go together." Yan Qingchi patted his head.
Qiqi laughed happily, his eyebrows and eyes curved.
"However," Jiang Mochen looked at Qiqi, "I didn't notice before, Qiqi, you can't be called Uncle Yan in the future."
Qiqi didn't understand, blinked and asked, "Why?"
"Because Uncle Yan married me, he is also your father." Jiang Mochen said warmly.
Qiqi turned to look at Yan Qingchi, Yan Qingchi smiled, Qiqi thought for a while, "Then I will have two fathers?"
"right."
"However, if they are all called Dad, it will be easy to be confused." Jiang Mochen said again.
"You can add a surname," Yan Qingchi suggested to him, "Call you Papa Jiang, call me Papa Yan."
"How can a child call his parents like that." Jiang Mochen disagreed, he thought for a while, "You can call me father in the future, Yan Qingchi's father, so we can separate."
"Father is a bit too formal and serious, isn't he? Or let him be called Dad and Daddy?"
"Strict father and loving mother, although both of us are men, in the process of raising children in the future, one must be strict and the other gentle. Compared with me, you are obviously more suitable for the gentle side, so be serious and serious. The distribution of roles always makes sense."
Seeing that he insisted, Yan Qingchi didn't refute anymore. He lowered his head to look at Qiqi, and saw Qiqi was looking at the two of them curiously, "From now on, you can call me Dad, call him Father."
Qiqi nodded, and responded obediently: "Yes, Dad."
Yan Qingchi rubbed his hair, "You're so good."
After dinner, Yan Qingchi took out the book he bought yesterday and began to teach chess and characters. Chess is very smart, and he only needs to teach him a few times to master many characters. Yan Qingchi thought for a while, and said to him, "Qiqi, let's play a game."
Hearing this, Qiqi immediately put down his pencil, and asked him with some joy, "What game is it?"
Jiang Mochen happened to pass by, opened the door quietly, and saw Yan Qingchi and Qiqi said, "Let's play a game where you ask me to answer. Each of us has two cards in our hands, one for liking and one for I don’t like it, and then I said something, and we will show the cards together to see if we have duplicates.”
Hearing what he said, Qiqi felt overwhelmed with joy. He has always been a bit resistant to expressing his preferences, for fear that because he is different from others, the other party will not like him. He lowered his head, squeezed his fingers, and didn't speak.
"Don't want to play?"
Qiqi looked up at him, "Shall we play checkers?"
Yan Qingchi watched him say this carefully, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart.
He had already told his agent about the termination of the contract a few days ago. Although Li Jiang felt a little regretful, he agreed to it for his future. After a few days when Li Jiang returned from abroad, he would formally terminate the contract with Xingyue and sign a contract with South Korea. orange. At that time, like Jiang Mochen, he might not have much time to stay at home, so he would not be able to accompany and guide Qiqi.
In September, not only will he take on a new job, but Qiqi will also go to school. It's okay if he doesn't talk and likes to be silent, but if he still doesn't express his likes and dislikes as always, Yan Qingchi is worried that he will Maybe you will be bullied by other children.
This is not what he wants to see.
He thought for a while, picked up the eraser on the table, held it in his hand, and then stretched out his hands in front of Qiqi, "Guess, which hand of mine has an eraser in it?"
Qiqi raised his head, looked at his two hands, then reached out and touched his right hand.
Yan Qingchi spread his hands, there was nothing, "I guessed wrong~"
Said, he opened his left hand, "Here."
Qiqi reached out to take off the eraser, looked carefully, then looked up at him, his eyes were full of doubts, as if he didn't understand why he suddenly played this with him.
Yan Qingchi didn't answer him directly, but asked him, "Do you know why you guessed wrong?"
Chess shook his head.
"Because you're not me, you don't know what I'm thinking. If you rely on guessing, you will always guess wrong."
"I don't understand."
"You can understand that even if I am older than you, your father is wrong, your father is also older than you, we are all grown-ups, but we don't know your thoughts every time." He poked Poke Qiqi's heart, "So sometimes, we need your help."
"help?"
"Yes." Yan Qingchi smiled, "You tell us what you want, what you want to do, we will know, and we can do it together."
Qiqi listened to every word in his mouth, looked at him quietly, and did not speak.
"Don't Qiqi want to help us?" Yan Qingchi asked him.
"No." He muttered softly.
"I knew that Qiqi is so smart and cute, she must be the kindest little angel, and she will definitely help us."
Qiqi pursed his lips, he seemed to want to say something, but he still didn't say it.
Yan Qingchi hugged him into his arms and asked him, "What's wrong?"
Qiqi looked at him, his eyes were crystal clear, but a little foggy.
"What do you want to say?" Yan Qingchi asked him gently.
Qiqi blinked, there were waves in his eyes, but he still didn't speak.
Yan Qingchi closed his eyes, "How about this, you whisper in my ear, tell me quietly, this way, other people won't know."
He closed his eyes and waited for a while before he finally felt a weak air flow slowly hit his ears. The voice was very immature, full of anxiety and timidity, and the voice was suppressed very weakly. He asked, "Say Wrong, will you not like me?"