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    For a moment, Zhixiu felt as if she had traveled through time, or reappeared a certain scene in her memory.  .

    ??Also facing south, you can still see the mountains and the ocean, with windows shining in the sun, and people lying on the bed playing in front of the windows, blurred by the sunlight.  The clear laughter of children echoed vaguely in the air, far and near, and illusory phantoms flickered in the space disorderly, imprinted in my mind or in front of my eyes.

    Then he was interrupted by a burst of laughter.

    "Look, baby, look who's here, oh! Auntie also wants to play with little Jingyan? Then let's call her auntie and welcome her, okay?"

    An Junhyuk was talking to himself childishly. Jixiu could hardly find any traces of her brother's past from the figure in front of her with her daughter lying on his chest. He was like a big child, happily pretending to be tender and tender.

    ????????????????? Children really do like this.

    As if she understood what he said, Jingyan, who was having fun, turned her head and looked over with big watery eyes. Those pure eyes clearly reflected the curiosity contained in them.

    She was a little nervous under that pure gaze.

    As if he could see her embarrassment, An Junhe, who was carefully opening his arms to protect her daughter's sides, raised his head, kissed Jingyan, and whispered: "Come, honey, say hello to aunt."

    Ridiculous!

    Although she was a little embarrassed, Zhixiu still couldn't accept her brother's childishness. She was about to speak. Over there, Jingyan, who had been staring at her, suddenly opened her mouth and a bright smile bloomed.  One arm stretched out this way, shouting vaguely: "Yeah! Yeah!"

    "Oh! My dear, you are so good. Our Jingyan loves Auntie, right?"

    ¡°Yay! Yeah!¡±

    "Then let's say hello to aunt again, okay? Come on, Jingyan said, hello, aunt! Auntie is so beautiful today!"

    "Eaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa¡ªaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, but a¡ª¡ª but a¡ª¡ª" little Jingyan lay on her father's chest, laughing loudly and fluttering even more happily.

    "Oh, Jingyan likes her aunt so much?"

    "Yeah¡ª¡ªyeah!"

    Looking at the father and daughter who seemed to be having a conversation in front of them, Zhixiu was stunned for a moment.  After a while, he asked quietly: "Uh brother. Can you understand her?"

    She suddenly felt that this scene was really magical.

    "Oh, you haven't woken up yet?" An Junhe, who was hugging his daughter and kissing her as a reward, looked at her strangely, "What can such an older child understand? She just likes to play Jingyan needs to understand  Dad, let¡¯s talk. It will take more than half a year. Right?¡±

    ? ?To match the second half of the sentence, it is a simple eyebrow raising movement and an exaggerated expression.  Jingyan burst into laughter.

    ¡­Really¡­

    Zhixiu breathed a sigh of relief, and then felt that she really didn't wake up. Yes, how could such a big baby understand the words?  Those babbling "languages" cannot express any meaning no matter how you listen to them. After allit's only less than four months old!

    Just as she was thinking about it, An Junhe was already playing with Jingyan again, Jixiu pouted secretly, she didn't like this situation very much, it would make her feel like an outsider.

    So she coughed dryly, trying to attract her brother's attention, but An Junhe still held Jingyan and didn't seem to hear her at all.

    Zhixiu gritted her teeth and glared at the intimate father and daughter over there: "The sun has hit your buttocks, and you're still playing in bed. Don't you want to have breakfast?"

    The tone was a bit sinister, and An Junhe recognized it right away. He turned back and stared at his sister until she was so flustered that she yelled angrily: "What are you looking at!" An Junhe just chuckled and put his hands under his daughter's armpits.  , raised it high: "Baby, we are embarrassing my aunt's face, and my aunt is jealous!"

    "Ah! Ahn Jun Hyuk!" Ji Soo's whole face turned red when she was told what she was thinking.

    Jingyan didn¡¯t understand how embarrassed she was. The little guy, who was lifted up by his father, was babbling and screaming as if he was responding to his father¡¯s words.

    "Ignore you" Zhixiu snorted and was about to walk away while rocking the wheelchair. As soon as he turned around, An Junhe was already hugging Jingyan behind him: "Okay, okay, I won't make fun of you anymore.  Don¡¯t want a hug?¡±

    "Who wants you to hold me? You treat me as my child!" He stabbed subconsciously. He turned around and saw his brother holding Jingyan on his chest and looking at him with a half-smile. Only then did he realize that he had misunderstood again.  , besides being embarrassed, I couldn¡¯t help but feel even more annoyed.

    Seeing his sister¡¯s cheeks starting to twitch, An Junhe finally didn¡¯t dare to stimulate her anymore. He hugged Jingyan and came to Jixiu, squatting down: ¡°Hey, give me my little baby.You give me a hug Jingyan also wants her aunt to give her a hug, right?  "

    ¡°Well¡ª¡± Jingyan pouted her chubby lips, making a sound of unknown meaning, and her eyes looked over curiously.

    Being so close to such a little life, Zhixiu soon forgot her depression and stared intently at the eyes looking at her. However, she hesitated for a long time and tried to reach out her hand several times, but she never took it.

    Seeing his sister¡¯s hesitation, An Junhe sighed secretly.

    Although she is recovering well, Ji-soo actually still has many external obstacles. Lack of security is probably one of them. This lack is not only for herself, but also for people close to her. To a certain extent, it should be  It can be regarded as obsessive-compulsive disorder, just like when facing Jingyan, since Jingyan was born, besides herself and Xiujing, Jingyan's closest relative by blood, she has never hugged her niece once.

    It¡¯s not that she doesn¡¯t love this child, it¡¯s that she doesn¡¯t dare.

    She always thinks that her body is weak and sick, what if there is a contagious cold virus or something like that and is transmitted to Jingyan?  She has difficulty moving, what if she accidentally misses her?

    And so on!

    She always imagines some pessimistic outcomes.

    Butcompared to those memories in dreams, this is probably just a small problem, so after sighing, An Junhe stopped thinking about it and said with a smile: "Why are you afraid that she will bite you?"

    "How could you talk about your daughter like that?" Zhixiu glared at him angrily. Finally, she didn't hold the child over. She just stretched out her hand and gently rubbed her fingertips on Jingyan's plump face. It was as if  The water is boiled to the right temperature, neither raw nor old, the shell is peeled off, and the newly solidified egg white feels soft to the touch.

    ¡°¡­Her skin is so good.¡±

    "It's up to you, sister-in-law."

    "Fortunately I didn't follow you."

    "Heh, you think I'm ugly? An Jixiu, don't forget that you and I look almost the same."

    Jixiu then pouted: "That's why I regret it so much!"

    The brother and sister bickered for a while. Jingyan, who was young and lacked energy, was already a little tired from playing before. At this time, no one was with her to distract her. However, after a while, her eyes that were originally wide open seemed to be closed, tender and tender.  He spread his fingers and rubbed his face randomly, and after a moment, he yawned a little.

    Seeing that his daughter was tired, An Junhe quickly shushed his sister to signal her to be quiet, then stood up, carefully held his daughter in his arms, rocked it gently, and hummed a tune in his mouth.

    The sun seemed to have moved a little further here, and the slight dust in the air was floating up and down, reflecting everything brightly and clearly in her eyes. She looked at her brother's gentle expression and his gently flapping palms. He seemed to be afraid.  I am too strong, and I use every bit of my strength cautiously, as if I am afraid that my voice is too loud. Every note of the song I hum is as soft and soft as the sunshine.

    In his arms, Jingyan seemed to feel the warmth of care. Her little hands and feet squirmed and stretched, her fingers fiddled with her nose and cheeks a few times, she opened her eyes hazily, then closed them again. That kind of quietness seemed to have arrived.  The safest place, without fear, doubt, or anything negative, where you can sleep comfortably.

    "I suddenly thought, in the past few years, since her legs were paralyzed, she has been wandering in a murky road of life, depressed and unable to escape, has she ever been like this?

    Lying in his arms, forgetting your worries for the time being, enjoying the safety, warmth, and protection he provides, even if it is stormy and stormy outside.

    When she learned that she was going back "home", she was not surprised. She felt that she had never left, so there was no joy.  Why never left?  Because for Ahn Ji-soo, wherever Ahn Jun-hyuk is, it is her home.  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster!

    PS: I¡¯ve been doing accounting these days, I¡¯m busy, and my schedule is a bit messy. I originally wrote 2k for this chapter the day before yesterday, and I wanted to write 3k before posting it, but I didn¡¯t have time for two days. Fortunately, that¡¯s all!

    I will slowly increase the update speed. To be honest, with such intermittent updates, my inspiration has almost dried up and my coding speed is excruciatingly slow.

    Coding is something like this. It really requires a profession to increase output. It's not that you don't take it seriously if you become interested. It's about the allocation of time. It's not like learning to ride a bicycle. Once you know how to ride it, you will never forget it. Once you stop coding, it's easy.  Forget.
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