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

Night can always arouse people's reverie. No matter who it is, they like to stay awake in this quiet night.

The snow outside the window has been falling continuously for two days. Up to now, there is no sign of stopping. It is dark, not like the normal color of night. Bu Dongze and Jing Niantian are standing in front of the window and looking out. Tonight they didn't go home, but stayed in her room just waiting for the phone.

Bu Dongze's heart was as cold as the snow outside. When she left, she was so sudden that she didn't even leave a word, but only left him infinite thoughts, almost desperate thoughts. If she didn't answer the phone in the afternoon, maybe he was still in despair.

Time passed, but the mobile phone was still lying quietly in his palm. He had been holding the phone for hours.

Jing Nian Tian stared at Bu Dongze's cell phone and whispered, "Dad, do you think mom will call?"

Bu Dongze did not hesitate and answered with certainty, "yes, she will call."

The clock kept ticking. It was ten o'clock in the evening. Jing Niantian turned his face, looked at the clock on the wall, and looked at Bu Dongze. Silently, he went to the bathroom. He wanted to take a bath, wash his face, brush his teeth, and then go to bed. After ten o'clock, his mother didn't call. She must have gone to bed. He'll wait tomorrow.

Bu Dongze took the phone and turned his head to look at his son. He wanted to say something, but he didn't say it at last. Then he turned back, looked at the mobile phone and carefully put it into his pocket. His body leaned against the window and looked at the snowflakes still flying outside. He wanted to ask whether these Elves were tired after all?

Where should this relationship go? Up to now, bu Dongze still has no answer. They all say that time can dilute everything, but more than a year has passed, but her thoughts have increased sharply every day. Looking at his son's sad face every time, he thought about giving up and taking him away from here. Maybe he would be happier if he left, but bu Dongze found that he couldn't do it. He cruelly watched his son sink day by day and watched him change from a lively and lovely child to such a sad face and silence, But he still couldn't cut her from his heart cruelly. He admitted that he was selfish. No one in the world was more cruel and selfish than him.

He took a cigarette out of his pocket, put it on his mouth and lit it. He suddenly smoked, but his face was still sad. Gradually, the balcony smoke shrouded. Gradually, every corner of the room was full of pungent smoke. Gradually, he smoked one by one. Not long ago, he had smoked half of a pack of cigarettes.

It was already 11 o'clock when Jing Niantian came out of the bathroom. The reason why he stayed in there for so long was that he was crying. Sitting in his mother's bathtub, he cried loudly, but he didn't dare to make a sound. He didn't forget what tears were, but he chose to hide in the corner and cry alone. Growing up is learning to hide in the corner and cry alone.

Smelling the pungent smell of smoke, Jing Niantian no longer said "Dad, mom said he wouldn't let you smoke." he learned to adapt. Even though he still doesn't like the smell of smoke, he doesn't want to say it anymore, because he knows that the reason why dad smokes is because he is upset, he is sad, and he is thinking about his mother.

He walked gently behind Bu Dongze and whispered, "Dad, I'll go to bed first."

Bu Dongze didn't move and didn't turn his head. His eyes kept staring outside. He didn't know what he was looking at. He gently nodded his head, "um", smoked a cigarette, and then slowly spit it out.

Jing Niantian didn't speak anymore, but turned and walked slowly to the big bed. When he got to the bed, he fell on the bed, pulled the quilt carelessly, turned his back to bu Dongze, closed his eyes, tears ran across the corner of his eyes, the bridge of his nose, and fell on the white pillow, printing a spray. He tightly closed his mouth to keep himself from crying, but his body began to tremble.

Shi Cen was already asleep, but suddenly opened her eyes without warning. Looking at the faint light of the dim wall lamp in the room, she sat up and rubbed her temples. The sound of "PATA" sounded around her, like the sound of water dripping on the ground. She lowered her head and found that there were two small pieces of wet on the white quilt in front of her, She stretched out her hand and touched her face. She found that she didn't know when she was crying. Why did she cry inexplicably? And who is the child who just called "Mom" in her ear?

Shi Cen doesn't know, but she wants to know. The twins didn't sleep with her tonight because she wanted to be alone. Some inexplicable feelings in the past two days disturbed her heart, so she went to bed at nine o'clock. She thought she could think of nothing after she fell asleep, but she was wrong. She still couldn't get rid of those inexplicable things in her sleep. A kind of anxiety and panic gradually eroded her whole person.

Turning around, it was more than eleven o'clock. It was late at night. She regretted not leaving the twins with her. Otherwise, she wouldn't be so afraid now. She held her arms tightly, like a helpless child, looked around in horror, with tears in her eyes.

That string of numbers came to her mind again. She dialed it without thinking about picking up the phone. Now she just wants to talk to someone, even if she listens to the voice.

The pocket vibrated obviously. Bu Dongze put his hand with the cigarette in his mouth and didn't dare to move again. Even he held his breath. Then he vibrated a few times. He really felt it. The mobile phone in his pocket really vibrated. Then the bell rang, and the cigarette he held in his hand and didn't hold in his mouth floated down gently——

"Cell phone ring!" Jing Niantian was still awake. When he heard the cell phone ring, he "rubbed" open the quilt and sat up to look at Bu Dongze, with tears on his face.

Bu dongzeyang lowered his head and stared at his pants pocket. His face was shaking like a little rabbit and making a crisp sound. He knew it was a signal of an incoming call, but he didn't dare to take it out. At this time, he stood there motionless like a statue.

Jing Nian Tian shouted excitedly, "Dad, the phone rings. Let's see if it's mom?"

Bu Dongze slowly raised his head and looked at his son. He was stunned for two seconds before he reacted. He put down his hand and flustered to take out the mobile phone in his trouser pocket. However, because he was nervous, his hand shook constantly and couldn't even insert it into his pocket. A layer of sweat burst out on his forehead. Jing Niantian jumped out of bed quickly, ran over quickly, stretched out his hand and took out the mobile phone in Bu Dongze's pocket, Staring at the screen, he screamed, "it's mom!"

"Pick it up!" Bu Dongze also shouted.

Jing Nian Tian gulped down his saliva, pressed the answer button and put it in his ear, but he was too excited to speak for a moment.

Shi Cen was actually ready to hang up. No one answered after ringing for so long. She thought it was more than 11 o'clock at night. The people at that end must have rested. When she was ready to hang up, the phone was connected, but no one spoke. She swallowed her saliva gently and whispered, "Hello, is anyone listening?"

As soon as she heard her mother's familiar voice, Jing Niantian burst into tears.

Hearing that the other end of the phone looked like a child crying, Shi Cen asked anxiously, "what's the matter with you? Why are you crying?"

"What's the matter with Nian Tian? Isn't it his mother?" Bu Dongze looked at his son incomprehensibly, then took the phone from his hand and put it in his ear. He just heard Jing Jiajia's voice. His blood suddenly boils. How can he never forget her voice? It's like it has been engraved in his bone marrow. No matter how long, no matter what he becomes, He will never forget her voice.

"Jiajia, is that you?" Bu Dongze asked softly, his heart jumping at a distance.

Shi Cen didn't hear the title in front of Bu Dongze clearly and asked in a low voice, "who are you? Did I wake you up?"

Bu Dongze shook his head, smiled and said, "no, I haven't slept yet, Jiajia, how are you?"

"Jiajia? Who's Jiajia? I'm cen'er. Who are you?" Shi Cen frowned and leaned against the bed with the phone. The voice of the man on the other end of the phone was really good. Who would he be? Who was the crying child just now? She then asked, "was your son crying just now? Did I wake him up?"

"Cen'er?" Bu Dongze frowned. It was clearly Jiajia's voice. How could she listen to her voice? It seemed that she didn't know who she was, and she didn't know who Jiajia was. Did she forget that he read to heaven?

Jing Nian Tian raised his face and whispered, "Dad, it's mom's voice, isn't it?"

Bu Dongze smiled and nodded. He simply sat on the ground, turned his mobile phone into hands-free, and leaned against the wall with his son in his arms.

Shi Cen thought that the man at that end didn't hear his name clearly. She nodded and said with a smile, "yes, my name is Shi Cen. I live in a big castle. There are grandpa and eldest brother Helian. His two brothers are twins, but I also have two twin daughters, but they are not my own daughters..."

"It's really my mother." Jing Niantian looked at Bu Dongze and whispered with a smile.

Shi Cen's words gave in. Dongze confirmed her guess just now. She did forget him, but as long as she was still alive, it didn't matter if she forgot him. He knew that the twin daughters she said were xun'er and ya'er. He asked softly, "why aren't they your own daughters?"

Shi Cen's face was a little red, and she whispered, "Because I celebrated my 16th birthday the day before yesterday, how could I have two daughters over one year old? They are the daughters of he Lianbin. You certainly don't know him. Hehe, I told you, you don't know. However, the two little guys are very beautiful and look like me. They don't look like he Lianbin at all. I think they must be the children he stole from outside, because Because I've never seen what his girlfriend looks like. It seems that he doesn't have a girlfriend either. "

Shi Cen said so much on his own, but bu Dongze and his son didn't interrupt. They always listened to her calmly talking about some things in the castle, with a smile on her face, just like she sat opposite them.

She said she was 16, that is to say, she should remember the memory before she was 16, but she forgot all the things after she was 16. If so, does she still remember zhe Hangmin? He thought she should ask her later.

"By the way, what's your name? Was it your son who was crying just now?"

Bu Dongze looked at his son and said, "my name is zhe Hangmin. It was my son just now. His name is Nian Tian."

"Is it the thought of missing, the sky?"

"Yes."

"What did you say your name was?"

"Zhe Hangmin, the philosophy of philosophy, the navigation of aerospace, min is the min of Min day, the word above and below."

"The word from the last day to the next, oh, I remember. The word means' heaven ', and it especially refers to the day in autumn, so I guess - you and your wife must have known each other in autumn, and then had your son, so they named your son read heaven, but --" Shi Cen said, and stopped talking down. Read heaven, read is the meaning of missing, Isn't his wife with him?

Jing Niantian didn't know his name. His mother took it. In fact, he didn't know it, even Bu Dongze. If Shi Cen didn't say so at this time, maybe he would never think so.

"Dad, does my name really mean that?" Jing Niantian whispered.

Bu Dongze shook his head and asked, "but what?"

Shi Cen thought for a while and whispered, "but reading means missing. Isn't your wife with you?"

In a word, Dongze's heart rolled away. It turned out that she meant to miss him by naming Niantian. This was something she had never told him, and he always thought that when she was 16, he took her virgin and let her conceive his child. She must hate him. Unexpectedly, she

He twisted his face and held Jing Niantian tightly in his arms. Bu Dongze vowed that he would never hurt the child again, never again.

At that time, no one spoke for a while. Shi Cen thought he had mentioned zhe Hangmin's sadness and blamed himself, "I'm sorry, did I mention your sadness?"

"No, No."

"I won't bother you to rest so late. But can I ask you something?" Shi Cen asked in a low voice.

"What's the matter? You say, I will promise you."

"I've been a little sad recently. I'm always feeling a little uncomfortable for some reason. I always feel like I've forgotten something. I want to go back and see my father, aunt and sister, but grandpa won't let me go. Today, grandpa is still cruel to me, but that's my fault. I also let Grandpa get sick. I'm not sensible at all. Although eldest brother Helian and they are very kind to me, but I still think I can't talk to them. No one in the castle can talk to me. I want to talk to someone and talk about things in my heart. These things make me very uncomfortable. Therefore, I wonder if I can call you every night recently, but you can rest assured that I won't disturb you so late and won't talk for too long, I just want to find someone to talk to, and because your voice is very good, I have never heard such a good voice, which is not the same as that of big brother Helian. "Shi Cen lowered her head and bit her lips, showing the girl's shame on her face. She doesn't know why her heart beats faster when she hears this person's voice, And she was eager to know what this man looked like. She thought he must be as beautiful as his voice.

Fate these things are so strange. If the fate is not exhausted, no matter what is separated between them, even thousands of mountains and rivers, even three lives, it can't stop two people from meeting, knowing, loving and staying together.

"Dad, mom sounds a little unhappy. What's the matter with mom?" Jing Niantian asked.

Hearing a child's voice, Shi Cen asked, "is this your son's voice?"

"Mom, I'm Nian Tian. Don't you remember me?" Jing Nian Tian asked.

"Mom?" Shi Cen asked back. Where did she seem to have heard the voice? She was so familiar. She had heard it just now, right! She remembered that the sound in her ear in her sleep just now was this sound. Yes, it was this sound! Do you really forget something? She was lost in thought.

"Mom, I'm Nian Tian. Don't you remember me?" Jing Nian Tian asked anxiously.

Bu Dongze patted the anxious Jing Niantian and said, "don't worry about Niantian. Mom can't remember us for a while. Did you forget that her head was hurt?"

"Well." Jing Nian Tian nodded.

"Gaga, I promise you to talk with you every night."

"Jiajia? Is Jiajia your wife? In fact, my name is Jiajia, jingjiajia. My father named me, but I don't like it. I like the name my mother named me."

Bu Dongze smiled. It seems that she only remembers things before she was 16 years old, or she doesn't remember things since she met him. If so, she can forget those unhappy things during this period. In fact, it's good for her. He even selfishly congratulated that she fortunately forgot these sad things, Forget the harm he brought to her.

"Yes, Jiajia is my wife and the mother of Niantian." in fact, bu Dongze still wanted to say that you are Jiajia, but he didn't say it.

"Oh." Shi Cen nodded, "then I won't tell you. It's zero. I want to rest and disturb you for so long. I'll call you back at 8 o'clock tomorrow evening. Bye."

After hanging up the phone, Shi Cen breathed a long sigh. His wife's name was Jiajia and his own name was Jiajia. I don't know whether her Jiajia was the same as her own name, and why did Niantian call her mother? And why does zhe Hangmin call himself Jiajia when he gets on the phone? Do they know that his name is Jiajia?

Tonight is destined to be Shi Cen's sleepless night.

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