After returning to school, Lu Xixin rushed to the laboratory. She was in such a dark environment that she would often forget to eat or sleep. The instructor was worried that her body would not be able to bear it, so he specially arranged for someone to call her at a certain time.
Lu Xixin is really busy. Although she is just a graduate student, this experiment is led by her and everything must be arranged by her. Some time ago, due to the Lu family's affairs, the progress has been delayed a lot.
There were also some students who made mistakes and went in a wrong direction, and she had to correct them bit by bit.
After a busy morning, I sat in the lounge for lunch.
Several senior brothers and sisters gathered around to ask her for advice.
Lu Xixin took a bite of the steamed bun and swallowed it, and slowly thought about how to answer this question in her mind. The question was not difficult, but it was a bit complicated and difficult to understand. She had to explain it in a simple way so that the other party could understand it.
Just when I had an idea, my phone rang.
She subconsciously reached out her hand to turn off the phone, and saw a familiar name: Baby Nianxi.
It's the name she saved.
Unexpectedly, my heart softened, softly, with pure joy.
She put down the bun and picked up the phone, nodding to the people around her: "I'll take a call."
He walked to the window and answered the call: "Nian Xi?"
"Sister Xixin—" the soft voice of the little boy came from the other side of the phone, "Are you busy recently?"
Lu Xixin shook his head: "I'm not busy."
"Oh." The little boy was a little disappointed. Why didn't you contact him if you weren't busy? Does Sister Xixin not like him?
Thinking of this, Shen Nianxi became nervous, and her beautiful phoenix eyes were filled with water: "Sister Xixin, thank you for the gift you gave me last time. I liked it very much and wanted to call you to say thank you."
The little boy has a very strong thinking ability. He sensitively realizes that if Sister Xixin doesn't like him, it would be impolite for him to call her rashly.
He shouldn't bother Sister Xixin all the time, so he quickly came up with these excuses.
Shen Jiayao, who was sitting nearby and watching his son on the phone, raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect that his son's thinking ability was so strong. This sentence was not what was discussed before.
"Really?" Lu Xixin's voice was gentle, "I'm glad Nian Xi likes those gifts."
Shen Nianxi looked down at his phone and watch, pursed his lips, and said nothing for a long time.
Shen Jiayao glanced at him when he saw this.
Shen Nianxi realized it, looked up at Shen Jiayao, suddenly stood up and ran out the door, facing him with her fleshy back.
He didn't want his father to hear him.
Lu Xixin waited for a long time, but when there was no sound from the other side, she thought he had hung up the phone: "Nianxi, are you still there?"
"Here." The little boy's soft voice came again, "Sister Xixin, I want to invite you to my house for dinner tomorrow."
Coming home? Lu Xixin hesitated a little when she thought of the strange Shen Jiayao.
The little boy was very sensitive and immediately became nervous: "Isn't Sister Xixin willing to come?"
Even though no one could be seen at such a long distance, Lu Xixin was keenly aware of the little boy's disappointment. She suddenly felt distressed and quickly replied: "Okay, I'll go there tomorrow."
Shen Nianxi immediately became happy, spun around on tiptoes, and started giggling.
That kind of happiness almost overflows.
"Sister Xixin, see you tomorrow." He hung up the phone happily and ran back indoors.
Seeing my father in the living room, I ran over to him with a child's cunning tone: "Dad, why did you ask me to call Sister Xixin?"
It was Shen Jiayao who reminded me of this phone call.
Shen Jiayao sat on the sofa, leaning back, with the legs of the bed overlapping, one arm on the back of the sofa, and the other hand holding Shen Nianxi weakly to prevent him from falling to the floor.
He did not answer directly, but asked in a different way: "Don't you like Sister Xixin? Why haven't you called her for so many days?"
Xiao Nianxi was staring straight at his father. After hearing this question, he suddenly became sad, as if he had something on his mind.
Shen Jiayao blinked twice, very surprised.
Can such a young child have worries?
He was surprised.
Xiao Nianxi's words are reasonable and well-founded. First, confirm his own thoughts: "I miss Sister Xixin very much, but..." He lowered his little head, with some tangles on his beautiful face.
"But what?" Shen Jiayao took the little man into his arms and guided him.
"Sister Xixin doesn't like dad." After saying this, Shen Nianxi became sad, "If I let her be my mother, I would be happy, but sister Xixin will not be happy."
Shen Jiayao's face looked grim, and he seemed to be gritting his teeth: "How do you know she doesn't like me?"
"I just know!" The little guy hugged his little shoulders, his emotions suddenly became intense, "You made Sister Xixin unhappy that day."
A four-year-old can't understand things between adults, but he is keenly aware of the unusual atmosphere between the two.
Shen Jiayao didn't speak for a long time, as if he suddenly recognized his son, and stared at him for a long time.
It wasn't until the little guy started to squirm that he came to his senses, picked up his son and put him on the sofa, sitting side by side with him.
He tilted his head and thought for a moment, then explained: "I didn't make your sister Xixin unhappy."
Shen Nianxi tilted his head, not quite believing it.
Shen Jiayao continued: "Because I'm not familiar with your sister Xixin yet, and she doesn't know me, so she doesn't know what to say."
"Really?" The little guy was already a little shaken.
"Of course." Shen Jiayao said with a serious expression, "If you don't believe me, call her and ask her if she doesn't like me."
Shen Nianxi lowered his head, a little hesitant.
Seeing this, Shen Jiayao followed suit: "Aren't you worried that your sister Xixin will be unhappy? Then you should ask clearly. If she really doesn't like dad, don't contact her again."
Shen Nianxi flexed his little feet, frowned, and thought hard.
"Ask quickly." Shen Jiayao reminded coolly, "In a while, Asarum will have class during the lunch break."
Upon hearing this, Shen Nianxi immediately dialed the phone.
Lu Xixin was a little surprised when she received Shen Nianxi's call again: "What's wrong?"
The little boy was silent for a long time, and then he spoke with a hesitant tone: "Sister Xixin, you, don't you like my dad?"
Why do you ask this question?
Lu Xixin was stumped. She didn't expect a four-year-old boy to be so sensitive and aware of her emotions.
What a sensitive child.
Is it because you are a single parent and don’t have a mother?
For some reason, Lu Xixin always felt soft-hearted when faced with Shen Nianxi. When she thought of the little boy who had no mother and was therefore precocious and sensitive, he felt extremely sad.
She quickly replied: "No, why would Nian Xi think so? I like your father very much."
This is totally the tone of coaxing a child.
But when Shen Jiayao, who was eavesdropping on his son's phone call, heard about it, his eyebrows relaxed and his whole body was filled with happiness.
After hearing this answer, Shen Nianxi was satisfied, said goodbye to Sister Xixin, and hung up the phone.
"Look, I told you that Xixin won't hate me." Shen Jiayao smiled with a smile on his face, a look of pride on his face.