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The younger sister didn¡¯t cry or make a fuss. She just kept the same posture and watched the young man¡¯s leaving figure motionlessly.
Until the back figure completely disappeared, he turned around very slowly, his big eyes were wet, his small nose was red, and he put his arms around his father's neck.
He looked very depressed.
At that moment, Fu Sichen suddenly had the illusion that he, a ruthless father, was beating his daughter Zhu Yingtai and Liang Shanbo, a pair of fateful couples?
Although he was feeling indescribably irritable, he realized that his daughter was really sad now, and Fu Sichen felt really sorry for her.
He looked down at the little one in his arms, and his tone couldn't help but lower.
"What's wrong? You don't want him to leave?"
"Hmm" My sister sniffed.
This is the first time in her three years of life that she has experienced separation.
The little girl has not yet gone to kindergarten, and she only knows how to play around every day. She is generous and enthusiastic, and it is easy to meet new friends when she goes out to play.
Until now, her life has only been additions, not subtractions, and she has never experienced a real separation.
Sheng Xiuyun was the first person she had just recognized as a friend, but then lost immediately.
The little one¡¯s whole world collapsed.
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After Fu Yan went out, Song Qinrong felt too tired and fell asleep.
I don¡¯t know how long I slept, but someone seemed to knock gently on the door of the ward.
She was not sleeping too deeply, so when she opened her eyes slightly, she met a pair of pitiful big eyes that were stained a little red.
Those eyes looking at her, with long and thick eyelashes fluttering, made people's hearts melt.
"Baby!" Song Qinrong said in surprise.
"Mother!"
The little one sniffed, buried his furry head in the crook of Song Qinrong's uninjured side, and wiped away tears with his little hands.
"Is our baby so wronged?" Song Qinrong couldn't help frowning when she saw this. At the same time, she looked up at Fu Sichen who was standing beside the hospital bed. She asked silently, "What's wrong with my sister?"
Fu Sichen sighed helplessly and didn't say much. He just replied: "Xu Xiaonan is gone."
Song Qinrong was stunned for a moment, and then understood instantly.
She felt uncomfortable, but her daughter was still sobbing softly in her arms. She could only suppress her emotions first to comfort the little meat dumpling in her arms.
Song Qinrong lowered her head, gently wiped the tears on her sister's eyelashes with her fingertips, and coaxed: "Is the baby reluctant to let go?"
"Ugh" My sister cried pitifully. After holding in her grievances all the way to her mother, she couldn't hold it in any longer and burst into tears.
"We just said that we wanted to be good friends, and then he left, left wu wu"
The soft voice is as pitiful as it is.
Song Qinrong heard that she wished she could stop the plane right now and bring Sheng Xiuyun back so that her daughter could break her tears and laugh on the spot.
But she couldn't do it. She could only comfort the poor little one with a voice so soft that it was almost dripping with water: "It's just that we won't see you for a while, not forever. Our baby is so cute, and he can't bear to leave it. He will come back to find her." Baby¡¯s.¡±
Fu Sichen also added with a bad look on his face: "If he doesn't come back, dad will arrest him."
He really couldn¡¯t bear to see his beloved daughter in such a sad state.
But the three-year-old girl was still immersed in sad emotions, dropping golden beans and making a loud sound: "Why? Why is the world so big? Why do we have to leave even though we are good friends, and it will take a long time before we can see each other again"
As she spoke, she raised her head and faced Song Qinrong and Fu Sichen with her tear-stained face: "Why are you so annoying when you grow up!"
If the cost of growing up is to keep losing good friends, she doesn¡¯t want to grow up at all!
Song Qinrong and Fu Sichen looked at each other, both of them dumbfounded.
Finally, Song Qinrong spoke softly: "Baby, do you know what time brother gets up every day?"
When my sister wakes up, she is usually only accompanied by her grandmother or grandmother at home.
The only time that I remember was when Xiaobao got up late because of a fever.
But when the little girl came downstairs, the seven-year-old boy was already sitting at the dining table, drinking porridge gracefully and listening to the financial news on the radio.
"I don't know." My sister answered honestly.
"It's five o'clock." Song Qinrong smiled and gestured with five fingers.
"No??I went to bed late the night before. When the alarm clock rang at five o'clock the next day, my brother had to get up, exercise, discuss work issues with his father, have breakfast, and listen to the news"
Hearing this, my sister was dumbfounded.
My brother is so pitiful!
Song Qinrong touched her little daughter¡¯s head lovingly: ¡°There are many injustices in this world, but growth is fair to everyone.
It is always accompanied by pain, which makes you feel uncomfortable and makes you have to do some uncomfortable things, but it also gives you huge gains and makes you better than before. "
"It's like eating. No matter how much the mother cares for the baby, the baby still has to eat by himself when he's hungry. The mother can't do it for the baby. It's the same when you grow up. The mother can accompany you, but she can't. Grow up for you."
Hearing this, my sister felt an indescribable sadness in her heart, but she still nodded: "I knowbut I don't want to leave you!"
She said, hugging Song Qinrong's neck tightly, and burying her little face in her mother's neck: "Mom, will we be separated in the future?"
She is a smart baby. Once she figures out the reason for separation, she can't help but feel sad.
Life and separation are so painful, let alone death.
She doesn¡¯t want it!
Song Qinrong opened her mouth, but she didn't know how to answer her daughter's question.
¡°To say no is obviously a lie.
But to say yes wouldn't it just be arrogantly rubbing salt into the wound of the little one at this moment?
Before she could think of how to answer, Fu Sichen, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, spoke first: "Does the baby want to be separated from his parents?"
"I don't want to!" my sister replied immediately.
Fu Sichen nodded: "Since you don't want to, you can no longer say such childish things as never growing up. Do you understand?"
My sister obviously doesn¡¯t understand.
Fu Sichen explained patiently: "Whether the baby wants to grow up or not, mom and dad will one day grow old and become too old to not only be unable to protect you, but will even need you and your brother to protect you.
¡°If by that time something like today happens and the baby still knows nothing and can only hide behind his mother, do you know how dangerous it will be? "
My sister¡¯s pupils shrank instantly.
Of course she knows.
She simply couldn¡¯t imagine it!
Sheng Xiuyun used this reason to convince his sister today. These adults can always easily catch her weak points.
"There are many types of leaving. Baby, sometimes, a short separation is in exchange for a longer relationship in the future. In this case, do you still mind if he leaves you now?" Fu Sichen asked with a smile.
The younger sister didn¡¯t say anything, but she couldn¡¯t help but think of what the young man had said to her before he left¡ª
"Will we meet again in the future?"
"It will. It will definitely happen."
The short separation is in exchange for a longer relationship in the future.
As long as she grows up well, one day, they will meet again. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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