It was the little boy named Shen Nianxi who invited her to play at his house tomorrow and see his paintings.
Hearing his voice, Lu Xixin's heart almost melted.
She had never liked naughty children, but for some reason, she felt an indescribable fondness for Shen Nianxi.
"Okay." Lu Xixin nodded in agreement, and then couldn't help but warn: "How can a child go to bed so late? He won't grow up."
Hearing this, Shen Nianxi was very nervous. He was worried that if he didn't grow taller, Sister Xixin would not like him. He immediately nodded hurriedly: "I'm going to bed. Good night, Sister Xixin."
After saying good night, he felt that it was not enough, so he added: "I will grow taller, taller."
Over at the Shen family, the nanny Aunt Wang was surprised to find that the light in the young master's room was out.
Xiao Nianxi has always been a master at staying up late. He rarely goes to bed so early. It’s only 10 o’clock and the lights are turned off? Yesterday, he stayed up until about 12 o’clock in the middle of the night. He didn’t get up until noon the next day. Mr. Shen was so angry that he picked him up and said Want to send him away.
Could he be sick? Aunt Wang was very worried.
She pushed the door gently and called softly: "Nianxi, Nianxi, are you asleep?"
Shen Nianxi was tossing about and feeling sleepy. He couldn't sleep in the first place, but Aunt Wang came to disturb him. He immediately became unhappy and lost his temper: "Who asked you to come in? Get out!"
Aunt Wang was very sorry: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, is Nianxi uncomfortable?"
Children tend to lose control of their tempers. Shen Nianxi is only four years old and cannot control his emotions very well, but he is well-educated and quickly realizes his mistakes.
His attitude is so bad, how can he be angry with Aunt Wang? Aunt Wang is so kind to him.
Because I still have worries hidden in my heart, I am worried that I will not grow taller, but I can't sleep. Now, I am angry with Aunt Wang again.
A four-and-a-half-year-old boy cannot handle such complex emotions.
Shen Nianxi collapsed all of a sudden, buried his head in the pillow and started to cry.
This cry frightened Aunt Wang.
"Why are you crying? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Aunt Wang asked another nanny to quickly find Mr. Lu, while she went to Shen Nianxi and reached out to touch his forehead.
No fever, just a little sweat.
Aunt Wang pulled the quilt down and coaxed him softly: "Why are Nianxi crying? Who bullied you?"
When Shen Jiayao came over, Shen Nianxi had been crying for a long time. His eyes, nose and face were red, his neck was damp, and the air in the room was stuffy.
"What's wrong?"
Shen Nianxi felt aggrieved, "I can't sleep, but I want to sleep." Only when you sleep can you grow taller.
Shen Jiayao signaled Aunt Wang to go out, then hugged Shen Nianxi and lay on the bed, her tone rare and gentle.
"Daddy sleeps with you."
Shen Nianxi leaned in Shen Jiayao's arms and told his father what was on his mind: "I will invite a friend to play at home tomorrow."
"Friend? Do you want to go back to your old house? There is a playground over there."
The old lady loved her little grandson so much that she specially built an amusement park at home.
"I won't go back to my old house." Shen Nianxi, a very kind-hearted adult, said, "Sister Xixin is an adult now and doesn't like amusement parks."
"What did you say? What sister?" Shen Jiayao stood up suddenly, staring at Shen Nianxi with his piercing eyes.
Shen Nianxi was a little frightened and shrank her shoulders: "Sister Xixin."
Hearing this sentence, Shen Jiayao suddenly remembered what his son had said to him with great interest when he first came back: "Dad, I really like the sister of the Lu family, would you like her to be my mother?" After that, he kept mumbling something. .
At that time, he was immersed in the loss and didn't listen at all. He didn't realize it until now.
Shen Jiayao felt that his heart was about to jump out of his chest.
His lips trembled twice before he could speak normally. He asked Shen Nianxi: "The sister Xixin you are talking about is called Lu Xixin?!"
Shen Nianxi nodded, still a little confused, and kept looking at Shen Jiayao, with a serious and alert tone: "Do you know Sister Xixin?"
This little boy, only four years old, is frighteningly smart.
Although he is only a small child and does not understand many things, he can make quick judgments on the things he does understand.
Shen Jiayao was in a very confused mood now and had no time to pay attention to his son. He directly put him down, covered him with a quilt, and said: "Sleep well." He got up and left.
Back in the study, Shen Jiayao walked to the window and smoked a cigarette.
He didn't smoke often, but he used to be a heavy smoker, but later because someone said he didn't like the smell of grass and found it choking, he quit smoking. It wasn't until the person disappeared that he continued to smoke.
In the first few years, I was very addicted to cigarettes. I smoked so hard that I could smoke a pack a day.
But in recent years, I have slowly smoked less. On the one hand, it is because of Shen Nianxi and the smell of cigarettes is not good for children; on the other hand, it is because of that girl.
He was afraid that when she came back, she would dislike him and the smell of grass on his body.
Shen Jiayao didn't know what he thought of, but he felt the corners of his eyes burning. He blinked, put away the moisture in his eyes, walked to the computer, and began to search for information about this pearl of the Lu family that had been lost for 18 years.
But as soon as he typed the words Lu Xixin, there was a photo on the search page, and the familiar figure in the photo made the corners of his eyes feel hot again.