Good luck: The fresh meat husband is so fierce

Xiao Xiaxing was rolling the racing car on the sofa, as if he was tired of playing, his eyes rolled around, and when he turned around, he saw his mother was looking at something seriously, and crawled over with his buttocks pouted.

On the screen was a selfie of a man, wearing a light brown plaid shirt, with black hair, holding a cup in his hand against his face, on the cup was a Q version of him, smiling brightly.

Little Xia Xing didn't know why, but felt that this man looked very kind, so she sat down next to her mother, and raised her chubby finger to point at the man's face on the screen.

"Mom, who is this man?"

Lin Qiuran was taken aback, turned around and saw Xiao Xia Xing looking at him curiously, quickly wiped away tears, put away the phone, and said with a smile: "This is my mother's former friend, what's wrong? Xia Xing is Don't you think he's handsome?"

The child thought for a while and nodded, opening a pair of innocent big eyes: "Very handsome, Xia Xing likes this uncle very much, when can mom take me to meet him?"

Lin Qiuran looked at Xia Xing who was speaking seriously, and held back the tears that burst out of her eyes. The psychological construction that had been built for so long seemed to collapse in an instant, and she pursed her lips and stroked Xiao Xia Xing's head.

"Okay, mom will take you to see him in the future, he will definitely like Xiaoxia Xing very much."

When the child heard that his mother would take him to see him, he immediately laughed, nodded his head quickly, and slipped his head into Lin Qiuran's arms.

Lin Qiuran followed the back of the child in her arms, exhaled, she had done so much psychological construction, and had been here for so long, she never thought of going back.

But as soon as she saw Zhao Qichen, it seemed that all her strength collapsed in an instant. When Xiao Xiaxing said she wanted to see him, Lin Qiuran really wanted to take Xiao Xiaxing back home desperately for a moment, but she couldn't.

After that, the two of them lived in such an uneventful manner for another two years. The team led by Lin Qiuran was never popular. They participated in a lot, but they didn't achieve any results.

In the past two years, Lin Qiuran has never left Xiao Xia Xing, and is by his side every day, watching him grow up day by day, and she is still very happy in her heart.

It’s just that this child may be affected by the environment, and he still follows his father, often staring at the computer screens of a group of people in the training room in a daze. In addition, foreigners themselves are more open to educating children, so they take him to play a few games from time to time.

After a period of time, Xiao Xiaxing's talent in e-sports gradually became apparent.

But he has a somewhat silent personality. The older he grows up, the less clingy he used to be. Except for sometimes being coquettish with Lin Qiuran, he is always lukewarm towards others, but he is somewhat similar to Lin Qiuran.

After a long time, the people in the team also liked this child very much. Lin Qiuran took him with him to work, and Xiao Xiaxing gradually became familiar with several people, playing games together every day.

Until one day, Lin Qiuran was sorting out the few competition invitations the team had received recently. Xiao Xiaxing was sitting on the sofa eating an apple, and the team members were sitting with him and watching TV.

What is being played on TV are documentaries of various famous teams. Some top players have already retired, and some have been enduring for a long time.

The captain who talked the most in the team stared at the people on the TV, then looked at Xia Xing next to him who looked like a little adult, and immediately exclaimed.

"Wow, manager, don't you think your son is very human?"

Lin Qiuran raised her head and looked at him with some doubts.

The man snorted and pointed to the documentary that was playing on TV. Zhao Qichen's various information was being introduced on the screen, and he quietly left the stage during the most glorious period. His e-sports career was a legend in everyone's eyes.

Others also exclaimed, this sunshine is indeed somewhat similar to Xiao Xia Xing, and some people believe that it is his son, especially now that it is opened, it looks more and more like it.

Lin Qiuran looked at Zhao Qichen on TV, and the pen in his hand fell on the table in an instant, making a loud clang.

The few people who were discussing enthusiastically just now shut their mouths instantly. After thinking about it, they had never seen Xiao Xia Xing's father before. Realizing that they had said something wrong, the captain ran away with a few people without a trace.

Xiao Xia Xing sat on the sofa and watched a few people leave. He was already four years old, especially earlier than others, and he could see his mother's every move.

Lin Qiuran was still watching TV in a daze, Xiao Xiaxing jumped off the sofa in an instant, ran to Lin Qiuran, took her hand, and stared at her with big eyes.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?"

Lin Qiuran stared at the TV with reddened eye sockets, woke up and looked at Xiao Xia Xing who was puzzled in front of him, smiled and shook his head, rubbed his little hand and comforted him: "Mom is fine, what's wrong? Are you hungry?"

Xiao Xiaxing shook his head, turned around and looked at Zhao Qichen on the TV. He still couldn't understand some of the English on it. Lin Qiuran usually taught him a lot of Chinese, but he could tell that the people on the TV were very powerful and familiar. But I can't think of anything.

"Am I similar to this uncle?"

Xiao Xiaxing pointed at the TV and asked suspiciously. Lin Qiuran looked at his longing little face and didn't know how to answer for a moment, but just held his little hand and took it back.

"Our little Xia Xing is only like himself, not like anyone else."

The child nodded seriously, then grabbed his mother's hand and asked, "What about Dad? Why have I never seen Dad?"

The child asked seriously. He had only seen his mother and uncle since he was born. It was not until he had the concept of parents that he realized that every child should have a father.

Lin Qiuran held the child's hands, restrained the trembling hands as much as possible, and stared closely at the child's eyes.

For the first time, she realized whether she was too selfish. She always thought that she could not see Zhao Qichen, but she never thought about it for Xia Xing. He needs a healthy family. He obviously has a father, but he can't trust him. Do you think, maybe Xia Xing will hate himself when he grows up?

A few questions flashed through Lin Qiuran's mind, tried to calm himself down, let out a breath, rubbed Xiao Xia Xing's head with a smile.

"Does Xia Xing really want to see Dad?"

Xiao Xia Xing nodded, with obvious desire in his eyes.

"Okay, as long as Xia Xing obediently obeys mom, mom will take you to see dad later, huh?"

When Xiao Xiaxing heard this, he immediately laughed. Even Lin Qiuran didn't expect him to be so happy. This child is used to being indifferent, and he is not used to seeing him running around cheerfully all of a sudden.

When Li Xin opened the door and came in, he saw Xiao Xiaxing circling around the sofa. He was also a little surprised. Then he looked at Lin Qiuran sitting on the sofa, staring at his child all the time. His eyes were full of love, and he was afraid that the child would fall. Arrived, some helpless to take care of.

He was also infected by this atmosphere, and felt very happy for a moment, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.