Deep spoiled I: The beloved of the Devil's Boss

Shi Ling went to cook. Jing Niantian also went to Jing Jiajia's room. He gently opened the door and found his father lying in bed. He quietly came forward and looked at him with his eyes closed. It seemed that he was asleep. He also took off his shoes and gently climbed into the bed. However, he didn't sleep, but lay on his side with his eyes open, with a smile on his face and looked at him sleeping.

The room is still that room, the bed is still that bed, but the person is no longer that person. On this big bed, it used to be that my mother was lying and sleeping like my father at this time, and he was watching her sleep as he is now, but at that time, his heart was thinking about what to take to wake up my mother for a while, but now he is thinking of my father. Just sleep well, I won't wake you up.

He is still young, so he doesn't understand the love between his father and his mother, but he knows that without his mother, his father is very unhappy. His father no longer likes to talk and laugh like before, nor does he take him out to play like before, except once that he took him to the seaside last year.

"Mom..." Jing Nian Tian gave a cry, gently lifted Dongze's hand and lay in his arms.

Shi Ling found no one in the living room when she cooked the meal. She thought and went down to Jing Jiajia's room. When she opened the door, she saw the sleeping father and son hugging each other on the bed. She gently shook her head. The poor father and son, Jiajia's departure was a great blow to them, especially to read heaven.

Turn up the temperature in the room. Shi Ling leaves the room and Jing Qingqing comes back from the outside.

"Mom, Nian Tian is back? Where is he?" Jing Qingqing asked anxiously as soon as she entered the door.

Shi Ling smiled and pointed to Jing Jiajia's room. "He's sleeping in Jiajia's room. I've cooked dinner. You eat first."

"I'll go and see him." this year, Jing Niantian didn't come back, and Jing Qingqing didn't go to Bu's house to find him, but every day she drove to his school, but she just hid in the corner for two hours, and then left quietly. It's not that she didn't want to find him, just because she didn't know where she would go if the child asked his mother when she would come back? How should she answer, so she would rather hide than see each other. They were both sad.

This year, she saw him like a robot, never talking to his classmates or teachers. He sat by the window. During class, he listened quietly and took notes. After class, he closed his books, lay on the table, looked out with empty eyes and watched other children play and run on the playground. Once he was as crazy as them, But all this ended at the moment when Jingjia left.

Jing Qingqing doesn't know how many tears she shed every day, but she knows that she really doesn't want to see the child like this. He is only 9 years old and should be carefree, not so worried. This shouldn't be something of his age. They shouldn't have come. Life is so cruel. Why should this child bear all the sadness and unhappiness? Jing Qingqing really wants to judge God and ask him why all this is.

Jiajia, if you know how to read heaven, don't leave and come back to see him, will you?

Gently push away the room where she will sit for an hour every night. Jing Qingqing is stunned at the door. It turns out that Bu Dongze is also there.

She had never seen him fall asleep for the first time.

Jiajia's departure changed not only Jing Niantian, but also this man. This man has also completely changed in the past year. Every day, he has hardly been to any other place except to go to and from work and pick him up from school. His face, which is so handsome that it can't be any more handsome, never appeared the charming smile when Jiajia was there, Maybe Jing Qingqing didn't see it herself, but without a smile, he is like a leaf without sunshine, which will only become more and more pale.

Loneliness is like melancholy on the top of his eyebrows. Even at this time, he is still locked in deep sleep.

I don't know when Shi Ling stood behind Jing Qingqing. She patted her daughter, "let them sleep. It seems that they haven't slept so well for a long time."

Jing Qingqing nodded. In fact, she didn't expect to wake them at all.

"Yesterday was Jiajia's birthday, and I don't know how they lived," Jing Qingqing said softly.

Shi Ling smiled a little and shook her head. No matter how she lived, she was still sad and sad?

"It's almost the new year, but why is it still so cold?" Shi Ling sighed sadly and leaned against the sofa.

She and her daughter are the only ones left in such a big family. Can we not be lonely?

"Pick up Nian Tian this Spring Festival. It's a little more lively." Jing Qingqing said. Her eyes fell on the family photo on the table. It was taken three years ago. At that time, her father was still there and Jiajia was also there. Although the photo hasn't turned yellow, the color seems to be a little less bright. In the long river of years, everything will fade, not to mention a photo.

"Well, that's what mom thinks."

Jing Qingqing gently took Shi Ling's arm and leaned against her shoulder. "Mom, I miss he lianjiang, and he hasn't called me for a long time." Jing Qingqing had a feeling that the distance between her and he lianjiang seemed to be getting farther and farther. Sometimes he stood in front of her, but she felt that he seemed to be far away from her, not only that she couldn't reach it with her hand, But even if she runs hard, she can never reach it again.

Shi Ling stretched out her hand and gently patted Jing Qingqing on the back. "Silly daughter, love is something. Sometimes it's a bad thing for a girl to take the initiative. My mother can see that he doesn't understand romance, so you should take the initiative to contact him when you're free. You're not young. You're getting married."

Jing Qingqing pursed her mouth and nodded in agreement.

After a while, Jing Qingqing raised her head, "Mom, do you think he lianjiang and I will really get married?"

Shi Ling still smiled gently, and her face was very calm. Although she didn't understand love, she still didn't understand it all her life with Lao Jing. Although Lao Jing had married and lived with her for so many years, she knew that there was a land in his heart that she could never set foot on. That land only belonged to Lu le.

Love and life are not the same thing. Love still belongs to life in the end, but life can never be just love. Therefore, Shi Ling neither answered nor could answer her daughter's light questions. These things can only be understood slowly after she has experienced them.

The living room was quiet for a time. Mother and daughter leaned together and had their own thoughts.