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    Xiujing woke up in the early morning, and was awakened by Jingyan's crying and the coolness of the sudden departure of the warm heat source next to her. When she got up in a hurry, on the other side of the bed, An Junhyuk, wearing pajamas, had already put her daughter  Hug him.

    The baby's small body was nestled in his arms. He patted her gently a few times. Seeing that she was awake, he handed Jingyan to her: "She peed. I'll find a diaper for her."

    Xiujing quickly took it: "In the bedside drawer, I asked Sachiko to prepare it What time is it now? Is it a normal time to urinate?"

    "Uh 4 o'clock, that's okay. It'll be almost dawn after I finish peeing this time."

    A pair of young parents use a rather mechanical so-called scientific method to pay attention to their daughter's physical condition, as if they don't dare to make any difference, but this behavior is also due to lack of experience and caution.  Turning on the wall lamp in the bedroom, he was busy for a while in an orderly manner between light and shadow. He washed the little princess's bottom, changed diapers and pajamas. Ahn Junhyuk, who had not slept for long and was still a little hazy, went to the bathroom to put on the clothes he had changed.  When I soaked in the washing machine and came out again, my drowsiness was long gone.

    The little ancestor, who had been tossing him for a while, was currently curled up on Xiujing's chest, his little head buried in his pajamas, holding a bit of Yanhong in his pouty mouth, sucking it in as if in a dream.

    "Little girl, I haven't been worried since I was a child." Looking at her happy little appearance, An Junhe cursed with a smile, reached out and scratched his daughter's red face a few times, and then his daughter waved her little hand away and pushed it away.

    That cute stumbling look made An Junhe feel hot inside, and he couldn't help but want to tease her.

    "What is Jingyan eating that tastes so good? Dad also wants to have a taste, can you give it to him?  If you don't say anything, dad will just take it as your acquiescence?" While asking and answering himself, he lowered his head.

    This is a little game he often plays with his daughter. Children who are only a few months old have begun to know how to be naughty. If it were normal, Jingyan would have already started to lose her temper. She would pick his nostrils or lips and pull them aside hard to avoid the bad guys.  Grab her food.

    But today I don¡¯t know why.  Jingyan was harassed by her "bad father" and couldn't sleep well.  Just open a pair of dark eyes and look at it without blinking.

    The child's eyes are so pure and clear, and the color is like the flow of tears, not the confusion of a girl's heart.  It's not the mature and exciting charm of a woman.  It is as simple as a black gem.  No staining.

    The light reflected in those eyes was like the stars that could be seen in the dark night when he was a child. An Junhe's crouched posture was stunned.  Then, Jingyan let go of her mouth, and the bright red color bounced out of her mouth. The tempting milky smell spread in the air, and a few bits of milk splashed onto his lips. He subconsciously licked it, and then took a sip.  Holding the source of the milky fragrance that tempted him in his mouth.

    Xiujing, who was smiling at An Junhyuk and her daughter playing around, felt a heat at the top of her chest. A softness that was different from that of a baby, and an aggressive sucking force invaded her most sensitive place. In an instant,  Suddenly, I felt that my whole heart was going to freeze, and I quickly pushed An Junhe away: "Youhow can you really"

    An Junhe quickly let go and raised his head. Just as he was about to explain, what he saw in front of him was a hint of blushing with anger on her beautiful face.

    "Shameless!" Xiujing cursed, her face flushed.

    An Junhe was not in a hurry to explain, he just looked at her and smiled, as if there were fire burning in his eyes.

    In the past many days and nights, Lin Xiujing had seen such a look in his eyes more than once. She knew very well what kind of passion and power the flames had. Jingyan was born when she melted into the hot temperature of the flames. She  Familiar people don't even need words to know what he wants to express.

    So Lin Xiujing¡¯s scolding was weak, and every breath she took was filled with the heat of her blood gradually expanding. She tried hard to hide it, but in the end she lowered her head, not daring to look anymore.

    "In a moment" An Junhe hesitated, and gently touched her back with one hand. Xiujing shivered as if she had been burned.

    In October, some things were only occasionally strange. At this time, it was hinted that there was a kind of sparse stimulus.

    "Don'tuh"

    Xiujing resisted weakly, her voice trembling, because An Junhe had already kissed behind her ear, and his breathing was like thunder.

    "Really not?"

    "II" Xiujing wanted to be resolute, but for some reason, her head was in a daze, and her words turned into: "Waitwait until Iput my daughter to sleep, and then",  The moans seemed to be sobbing, and the charming smell made her feel like her breathing was about to stop. She couldn't believe that it was her own voice.

    After getting the answer, An Junhe chuckled and was about to say something else when he whispered:??Seeing Jingyan's dark eyes widening and looking at them unblinkingly, she moved her pouted lips in a funny way: "What are you looking at? Mom and dad are discussing very serious matters, honey.  Do you want another younger brother or sister?"

    Maybe she scratched an itch, so Jingyan giggled, waving her short arms, hugging his fingers, and babbling.

    "Oh, oh, baby, do you agree with what daddy said? Then you have to sleep well"

    Before she could finish her words, Xiujing punched her in embarrassment: "What are you talking about? There's nothing serious about it!"

    "How can you call it unserious? Our father and daughter are communicating very seriously, right Jingyan?"

    "Yeah! Yeah!"

    The light drags their shadows to the curtains in the distance, sometimes with low laughter, sometimes with the baby's babble of learning words, which are faintly projected into the slight wind blowing outside the window. The city continues to sleep soundly in the early morning, and the starlight dominates the sky.  The darkness before dawn arrives, and everything becomes quiet, except for the sound of the waves lapping tiredly on the shore.

    Not long after, in the room where the lights were turned off, another sound of the ocean tidal timidly sounded

    ¡­¡­

    Zhixiu opened the quilt in the bright morning light, sat up with her hands on her hands, and then stretched out. Her joints seemed to be crackling. Her body was easily fatigued due to lack of exercise. Rarely did she wake up until dawn and open her eyes like today.  As soon as I open my eyes, I feel refreshed and refreshed.

    Because of such a good start, I am in a good mood today.

    Not long after, she discovered that everyone in the family seemed to be in a good mood today. When she came down the elevator from upstairs in her wheelchair, she passed by the kitchen door. Lin Xiujing, who was frowning for some reason yesterday, was rarely picked up today.  He took over Sachiko's work and took the spoon himself, humming a song at the same time, and looked very high-spirited.

    In the yard, Yoona and Sachiko were washing clothes together - children have no symptoms of urination and defecation, and it is easy to dirty the clothes. Washing them is obviously not a happy job, but Yoona didn't know why today, she was beaming with joy, and she didn't feel anything at all.  Without disdain, he put a piece of soiled pants into the basin and waved it around, joking with Sachiko cheerfully, his eyebrows almost flying up when he laughed.

    Zhixiu went to wash up full of doubts. When Yoona came into the house to get something, she grabbed her and said, "Hey, did the sun come out from the west this morning? Why are you so happy?"

    "Because we are going home, Unnie!"

    "Go home?" Zhixiu was stunned, "Go back to what home?"

    Yoona touched her forehead strangely, but she slapped her back angrily, and then she pouted and replied: "Unnie, are you still dreaming? Of course it's home in Korea!"

    "Well¡­¡­"

    Seeing Yoona running away in leaps and bounds, Zhixiu was stunned in place.

    ¡°Maybe it¡¯s been so long since she came out that she has forgotten that this is Japan, not Korea. Her real hometown should be on the other side of the sea, without the cherry blossoms in spring or the towering Mount Fuji.

    For many people, home is a fixed place, like a harbor. It will not suddenly run away, but will stay quietly in a corner of the earth. When you have had enough of the wind and rain, and are tired of drifting, it will give you a place to stay.  The place where you can rest is endowed with a special meaning precisely because of its fixedness in the drifting, constantly advancing or retreating life.

    If we explain it from this perspective, then it has indeed been a long time since she left home.

    But when she got the news that she was about to go home, she was not that surprised. She only had a moment of realization - oh, it turns out that I am still in Japan!  Perhaps for her now, the meaning of home has never been a house or a country. She has never felt that she has left, and naturally has no joy of returning.

    After being alone for a while, Zhixiu rolled her wheelchair and went to the kitchen first. With the sound of hot oil sizzling, she asked Lin Xiujing: "Sister-in-law, where is my brother?"

    "You should play with Jingyan up there. Do you have anything to do with your brother?" Lin Xiujing answered uncertainly.

    She shook her head, "Nothing." She rocked the wheelchair and left.

    Behind her, Xiujing poked her head out at the kitchen door: "Anyway, if you're not in the bedroom, you're in the study. Dinner is about to be ready. Don't chat for too long. Dinner will be served in 10 minutes remember!"

    "Know it!"

    Why does a woman change so much once she gets married?  Thinking of Lin Xiujing's efforts to maintain elegance and self-restraint when she first met, and comparing her nagging at this time, Zhixiu sighed, the power of time, a fashionable female star, was twisted into a woman.

    ??Sigh and go upstairs.

    Pushing open the door of the master bedroom, a string of crisp laughter fell into my ears, the spring on the east coast of Japan was brightThe yellow sunlight shines brightly through the empty balcony facing south of the master bedroom. The glass doors and windows are still closed, and the curtains hang straight in the light, so the light spreads in without any hindrance, covering half of the bed, covering the bed.  Everything above is embedded with a layer of gold, and the brightness fills the field of vision.

    An Junhe and Jingyan, father and daughter, were playing in the sunshine that gathered like an ocean. Anjunhe was lying on the bed, and Jingyan was lying on his chest, raising her butt, trying hard to crawl onto his face, but she always failed.  She was pulled by him in various ways, sometimes screaming, sometimes laughing so hard that she fell forward and back.

    Family happiness is mostly like this.  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster!

    PS: Is this chapter a bit out of line?  do not care!  I just came back from a business trip in the early morning and I didn't sleep all night. Don't blame me for typos.  I'm going to bed after the update, good night everyoneo(¨s¡õ¨t)o
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