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Chapter 307 Paralyzing the Soul

"Mommy?"

These two words may be considered extremely strange in Jianjian's heart.

Xing Sijue also had a premonition of being stunned. Looking at the child's eyes drooping in despair in the video, Xing Sijue rubbed his head and said, "Have a good rest and send me a message if you want anything. I'll give it to you next time."

bring back."

Jianjian nodded, but still didn't speak.

Xing Sijue didn't know what else to say, so he was silent for a while and spoke again.

"Give Uncle Song your phone."

Jianjian jumped off the chair obediently and walked to the door. Just when he was about to open the door, his movements suddenly stopped.

Xing Sijue also noticed something and frowned.

The two spoke at the same time with great understanding.

"Daddy..."

"are you……"

When Jianjian saw what he was about to say, she obediently shut her mouth and prepared to wait for him to finish.

This was the first time that Xing Sijue heard Jianjian call him daddy on his own initiative, and it still sounded like a coquettish tone.

I was also stunned, and the small flame just now disappeared.

He said in a straight voice, "Are you not wearing slippers? Did daddy tell you that you can easily catch a cold like this? Remember this next time."

Jianjian said "oh" obediently, then turned back and put on his slippers.

These two kids are really alike, they don't like to wear slippers.

After only half a day, he discovered that the same was true for Wanwan.

He held his head and looked at the child's obedient face in the video.

What's going on? This brat looks particularly pleasing to the eye today.

"What did you want to tell me just now?" Xing Sijue pretended to mention it casually, but in fact anyone who was not a fool could hear the expectation in his tone.

"When will you come back with mommy?"

Jianjian asked seriously.

He is more serious than when he paints, studies, or goes to art exhibitions.

He stared at him in the phone without blinking.

It seems that if Xing Sijue says in the next second that, in fact, I am all lying, this child will immediately collapse and go crazy.

In the past three years, he has never mentioned Jiang Song in front of Jianjian.

Jianjian also asked, but not to him, but to Xiao Song, the nanny, or Su Mang.

He is afraid of him.

There are few people in the world who are not afraid of Xing Sijue, and Jianjian naturally has a natural fear of this father.

This was the first time he took the initiative to ask.

Xing Sijue blinked and thought for a while, "A month?"

Jianjian pursed her small mouth and looked upward, as if counting the days.

Then he asked, "Can I see what mommy looks like?"

This time I asked, obviously a little cautiously.

That kind of caution stung Xing Sijue's eyes, which sometimes looked like adults.

He has a quick way of thinking and a calm and calm expression, and he always seems to be unfazed by changes.

It always makes him forget that in fact he is just a child, only three years old. When he needs care the most, he does not get normal love and care.

Yes, he gave Jianjian the best resources in the world.

As long as he wants something, no matter how difficult it is to say it, Xing Sijue will do it for him.

But now, he sees Wan Wan's life and looks like Wan Wan.

Only then did I realize that what I had given was far from enough.

A normal child should grow up with care.

He has never experienced love since he was a child, and he doesn't know how to give love. This is where he owes Jianjian.

"Of course, you can give your phone to Uncle Song later and he will take you to see Mommy's photos."

Xing Sijue's voice became softer.

"Okay, be good. After reading this, go take a nap and give your phone to Uncle Song."

He is really not very good at performing that kind of tenderness and doting on Jianjian.

It's not as natural as being intimate with your daughter.

For three years, his relationship with Jianjian has become very rigid.

Among them is that after he and Jiang Song separated, his mood has not been high, it can even be said to be extremely bad. In addition, he has no idea what normal fatherly love should be?

He clenched his fists, with a strange emotion in his eyes.

Jianjian obediently handed the phone to Xiao Song.

When he went out, he was still wearing slippers, stood on tiptoes, and handed the phone to Xiao Song, "Well, Uncle Song gives it to you."

Xiao Song almost thought that he had heard wrongly. He looked at the slippers on the young master's feet and took the initiative to talk to him.

And he used such brisk tone and words.

Xiao Song's jaw almost dropped to the floor in surprise.

"shut up."

The person on the phone spat out a few words in a very cold and disgusted manner.

Xiao Song quickly reacted, picked up the phone, and spoke respectfully.

"Master Jiu, do you have any other instructions?"

Xing Sijue was silent, "Don't let Su Xi get close to Jianjian without my permission in the future."

Xiao Song: "Beiyuan won't let her come either?"

"Is Beiyuan her home?" Xing Sijue asked with narrowed eyes.

"Of course not." Xiao Song nodded quickly, "Okay Master Jiu, I understand what you mean."

In fact, of course he was applauding in his heart. Every time Su Xi came close to Jianjian, Jianjian would be bored for a long time without asking, and it was hard for him to ask Miss Su.

So I try to avoid it every time. This time, with Master Jiu, things will be much easier to handle.

"besides……"

Xiao Song continued to listen.

"Take Jianjian to my room and give him all Jiang Song's things." Xing Sijue's tone softened unconsciously when he mentioned Jiang Song.

I'm afraid he didn't realize this himself.

Xiao Song was surprised again, but this surprise was also expected.

After all, Master Jianjian will find out about Mommy sooner or later.

What's more, now Jiuye is pursuing his wife across the country, and he will definitely be assisted by Jianjian in the future.

Xiao Song nodded in agreement.

Xing Sijue arranged some more work matters, and then repeatedly asked a few words to take care of Jianjian before hanging up the phone.

In the past three years, he lived in a hazy state, like a machine that only knew how to make money.

He thought that as long as he kept himself busy, he could stop thinking about Jiang Song.

He couldn't cure himself, so he lied to himself. Jiang Song was nothing to him.

It's just a toy.

He lied to himself and hurt Jianjian.

Only then did he realize how selfish he had been in depriving him of his childhood.

Why did it get to this point? He asked himself countless times in those three years.

But I never found the answer.

Until recently, or rather now, he was not sure.

Most of his pain comes from misperceptions of himself.

He doesn't treat Jiang Song as a toy, on the contrary, he loves her to death.

As soon as she disappears, he is like a fish missing its water.

Everything has lost its air.

He numbed himself and lied to his soul that he actually didn't love her.

He regretted those cruel words he once said to Jiang Song.

If I had expressed my feelings earlier, the outcome would not have been like this.

Fortunately, I can do it again.

The next day, Xing Sijue got up early.

This chapter has been completed!
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