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- PS: Yesterday, my eyes had a slight problem due to work, so there was no update. I would like to explain it here. This is today¡¯s update. Regarding the small number of words, it¡¯s still in a bad state, but I¡¯m trying my best to adjust!
"Taeyeon!"
The familiar name made the girl jump. Her attention was suddenly withdrawn from her memories, and she subconsciously turned to look in the direction of the sound. The half-open door of the practice room was pushed open, and Stephanie, whose hair was as long as a black waterfall, fell down. Standing there looking at her worriedly.
"What's wrong with you?" Stephanie walked in with a small and fashionable pink shoulder bag on her shoulder. There was also a faint smell of sweat. It seemed that she had just finished practice. She looked at Taeyeon worriedly. , "I called you several times just now, but you didn't respond. Are you feeling unwell?"
She also noticed that Taeyeon didn't feel right early this morning. Although she spoke and acted normally, she would occasionally make jokes in small talk, or she would still make her signature sound when others told dirty jokes about poop and farts. But if all these are excluded, Taeyeon has actually been practicing hard all day today, wasting her energy wantonly, and being so diligent is simply not like her - Stephanie knows very well that Taeyeon usually hates practicing dance. When she has time, she prefers to stay alone in the singing room, singing her voice over and over in front of the mirror.
"Oh, nocough" Taeyeon, with sweat dripping down her forehead, waved her hands when she heard this, as if she wanted to find a reason to prove that she was not feeling unwell. However, she mumbled for a long time, and finally couldn't say a word. Finished.
She coughed a few times, held her knees with both hands, bent down, and lowered her head. Her petite body rose and fell regularly, and her breathing was rapid and heavy.
After a while, a little drop of water fell to the ground, in the sunset light leaking through the floor-to-ceiling windows behind. Blow out a little crystal golden color.
Tick, tick
Standing next to her, Stephanie suddenly didn¡¯t know what to say. She raised her hand and wanted to pat Taeyeon¡¯s shoulder, but looking at the thin and twitching shoulders, her arm was as heavy as lead.
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This world has always been like this. There were tears and there was laughter.
The dark clouds that shrouded the coast of Shizuoka for more than a day dispersed in the afternoon of the next day, and the sea breeze accompanied the sunshine, blowing the waves, and the sky washed by wind and rain. Connected with the blue of the ocean, it draws an arc and projects far away in the direction where the water and the sky meet. Some white and gray seabirds soar in the mid-air above the heads of pedestrians, flying over there, or flying there. Go to the side.
The sun after the rain is very gentle. An Junhe opened the curtains in the ward, letting in the yellowish afternoon light. The air was a bit cold, and the light passed through the window and turned into bunches, with some floating dust and fibers swimming up and down in the light.
There was a small crib placed near the window. The suddenly intense light obviously made the little guy sleeping in it very uncomfortable. The limbs kicked, and a few hums and slight cries came out of the small mouth. After a while, the fatigue of being just born in this world took over, and the little guy did not wake up.
This is his daughter!
An Junhe sat on the edge of the bed, looking at his sleeping daughter.
Since she was born yesterday, until now. In fact he barely had time to stop. First, I accompanied the doctor for examination, and then I had to pay attention to it all the time. I didn't sleep at night, and my nerves were always tense. He listened to any noise, took care of the little guy, and also Xiujing. Only at this moment did he have time to take a closer look at this little life that inherited his bloodline.
She was a very small person. He whimsically compared her with his palms and found that he could cover her with two palms. She was also very weak when she was just born. From yesterday to now, he had hugged her several times, but he didn't dare to use force at all. He was always afraid that he would hurt her, but he couldn't help but want to hug her.
That feeling is very novel. No matter in the past, in dreams, or now, he has never been unable to put it down for something. When it comes to selfish desires, he likes to touch them lightly, keeping some distance and leaving some room.
It's not like "porcupines hurt each other" as Schopenhauer said, but he is used to putting himself in a shell, depicting kindness and weakness on the shell, paralyzing outsiders, and waiting until one day to see, that layer The gentle and weak shell can be discarded at any time, or give in, or bite back, and you can deal with it calmly.
?In a sense, this should be regarded as a character flaw.
It¡¯s not that it¡¯s too affectionate, it¡¯s that it¡¯s that it¡¯s too ruthless.
Many thoughts were mixed in his mind. An Junhe's rough fingers traced his daughter's lips. The little guy smacked his lips in his sleep, and then hummed and let out a weak cry. His little hand subconsciously hugged his fingers and opened his mouth. He held his fingertips in his mouth and pressed "yunxi" hard.
"Heh"??¡±
An Junhe was amused by the tender wetness on his fingertips. Under the sun, his daughter's plump mouth was holding his fingers. Naturally, she couldn't feel anything in her sleep. She didn't give up even if she didn't suck anything. She was just a little girl. Her little cheeks squirmed, and she held his hand tightly with both hands.
After laughing a few times, An Junhe's expression softened, he gently pulled away his hand and covered his daughter with a sheet.
In fact, the birth of a child is not always a blessing. Look at this little person under the sun. She was born into this world because of you. You have to take responsibility. When she is only this old, you are In the days to come, you have to sleep alert every night, making sure you can hear her cry, feed her milk, wipe her buttocks, and change her diapers.
When she gets a little older, you have to take care of her life, play with her, and start teaching her many, many things. It may take more than 10 years to teach her. Even after 10 or 20 years, you still can¡¯t relax. You have to teach her Go see this society and tell her the wisdom you have accumulated over the past few decades. Sometimes she will resist, but you can't give up, no matter how wronged or sad you are, you can't give up.
There is no precedent for any link in this process, and it is not like an open-ended game. If you choose the wrong option, you can reload the file and try again. There is only one chance for any link. If you make a mistake, you will let her down. The responsibility of being born into this world because of you!
If you think about it carefully, the foreseeable future will undoubtedly be a very troublesome thing. He is not suitable for doing such trivial things, and he is not a very caring person. The experience in the dream is only to use money and power to "oppress", but in this case This experience is obviously of no use when it comes to educating my daughter.
Sitting next to the crib, looking at Jingyan blankly, at a certain moment, the door of the ward was pushed open, and the slight sound of the wheelchair being driven came over. Zhixiu came to him and looked at the little guy with him.
"What, are you feeling particularly complicated?" After looking at it for a while, Zhixiu smiled.
They have been together since they were pregnant. She always understands his thoughts and worries best, but does understanding mean that she empathizes with him? When asked, Ji Soo's expression was a bit gloating.
"It is said that the daughter is the "qingren" of her father's previous life, and she will come here to collect debts in this life. Classmate An Junhe, are you ready?"
To her playful inquiry, Ahn Junhyuk responded with a slap on the back of the head.
¡°Yeah, I¡¯ll fall out with you if I fight again!¡±
"Oh? Turn it over and let me see."
"Go to hell, you hate me!"
Because they were afraid of waking up Jingyan, the brother and sister joked for a few words and stopped talking. Facing the setting sun, they stayed silent for a long time. When fire clouds finally began to appear on the horizon, Zhixiu looked not far away. Xiujing, who was still lying on the bed, whispered: "Yooner hasn't rested since yesterday"
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