Later on, Leng Haodong began to truly understand this person from life. But at that time, from love to love, from simple love to deep love... Both of them had come a long way.

Too many. When we finally got together, one thing after another happened.

Unexpectedly, it made Leng Haodong understand more about his love and understanding for Xia Nuanxin.

From another perspective, he can actually be grateful for such a disaster. At the very least, he thinks he is qualified to love Xia and warm his heart calmly.

It was rare to see such a lonely look on his father's face. Leng Xuan looked at the tenderness in his father's dark eyes with some strangeness. He remembered that although his father did not often mention his mother in front of him, every time

When he talked about his mother, although his face looked lonely, there was something gentle and very warm in his eyes as always. He once tried to understand the things in it, but found that he couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he guessed.

of.

Until now... he seems to be able to feel it a little bit.

Taking courage, Leng Xuan suddenly asked, "Dad, are you sad too?"

"..." After being stunned for a moment, Leng Haodong smiled slightly, looked up at his son, and admitted generously, "Of course it's sad, but if it makes her feel better, I won't force it.

Over the years, she has sacrificed for everyone, and now it’s time for me to do something..."

"Oh..." Leng Xuan nodded in understanding, then lowered his head and picked up the tea his father poured for him, and took a sip.

His mouth was instantly surrounded by a strong bitterness. Leng Xuan couldn't help but squint his eyes and looked down at his cup. A glimmer of light flashed in his head, as if he really understood something. That kind of bitterness.

Is the bitter feeling what his father wanted to express with his expression? Leng Xuan couldn't guess, but he could feel that this was the bitter feeling he felt when he missed his mother.

Dad also said it just now, does mom feel the same way when she misses him?

It turns out that my mother has been in this difficult situation with me...

Leng Haodong didn't know what Leng Xuan was thinking. He just put down the purple clay pot in his hand, leaned back deeply on the wicker chair, raised his eyes slightly, and looked at the few wicker plants swaying in the wind not far away, feeling in his heart

He let out a long sigh. "Do you want to see mom? I will take you to see her on Monday."

"I want to see you." Leng Xuan answered quickly, but if Leng Haodong could look back at this moment, he would find that his son's eyes were no longer confused, and were even a little clearer and calmer.

Children grow very fast, especially the progress of human beings every period of time will be reflected in the next generation.

Leng Xuan has been very sensible since he was a child. Now that he is four years old, he knows a lot of things.

Leng Xuan stood up, took the purple clay pot held by his father just now with his small hands, filled it with water, followed his father's example and brewed a cup of tea, giving one cup to his father and one cup to himself. After finishing this series
Chapter completed!