Sweetheart wife is fierce and cute

Xia Zixiang and Xia Nuanchu, who were sitting on the sofa, turned their heads and glanced at the door when they heard the doorbell.

Suddenly Xia Zixiang wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, stood up from the sofa as if he had thought of something, and quickly ran towards the door: "Father Murong..."

"Xiangxiang!" Xia Nuanchu looked at Xia Zixiang's figure and called out to her.

The door was opened by Xia Zixiang, but Jiang Yulin was not standing at the door.

He raised his eyes and glanced at Xia Nuanchu who was standing on the edge of the sofa, the light in his eyes seemed to be able to suck her in.

The atmosphere in the room was not good. Xia Zixiang stood at the door and looked at the man standing outside. His eyes were full of disappointment. He pouted and pulled his head together: "Why are you?"

This child has been with Murong An for a long time, and only Murong An is "Murong's father" in his heart. Although he always plays tricks with him when he gets along with Murong An on weekdays, she is the one who is saddest when Murong An leaves.

"Don't you want to see me?" Jiang Yulin asked, looking down at the child in front of him who was not as tall as his waist.

He has always been used to speaking coldly, but when he saw this child, he couldn't help but soften his voice.

Xia Zixiang lowered his head, looked at his toes aggrieved, and suddenly burst into emotion and wanted to close the door: "I don't want to see you...I want my Murong father."

Xia Nuanchu came over and hugged Xia Zixiang who had collapsed again: "Xiangxiang—"

"I don't want to see him." Xia Zixiang burst into tears.

Standing outside the door, Jiang Yulin neither entered nor retreated, with his hand on the doorknob, quietly looking at the two people in front of him.

He really doesn't have the ability to coax children.

"Yu Lin, can you wait for me downstairs first?" Xia Nuanchu squatted on the ground and looked up at Jiang Yulin.

The light in the corridor just shone behind Jiang Yulin, and the warm halo cast his shadow on Xia Nuanchu and Xia Zixiang, which was a bit blurred.

for a long time.

Jiang Yulin withdrew his hand on the doorknob, and took a step back. Xia Zixiang was still crying, looking at her in a low voice, which only made people feel distressed.

"it is good."

He took a step and looked back at the two of them before turning his head and leaving.

The room fell silent, only the sound of Xia Zixiang crying could be heard. Xia Nuanchu knew that Murong An's sudden departure was indeed a great blow to her, but everyone has their own way to go.

Since Murong An chose to leave, Xia Zixiang couldn't disrupt his life plan because of his unwillingness, because he couldn't give Murong An what he wanted.

Xia Nuanchu just hugged Xia Zixiang, she should grow up, Xia Nuanchu didn't let her go until Xia Zixiang in her arms slowly recovered.

"Xiangxiang, shall we have a good talk?" Xia Nuanchu rested her hands on Xia Zixiang's shoulders, her immature face was very similar to her own when she was a child, but her personality was also [-]% similar to her childhood.

Xia Zixiang didn't answer her, his face was marked by the tears just now, deep and shallow, hanging on his face, and a drop of teardrop dangling from his chin flowed down his neck into Wawanling's dress.

"Is it okay?" Xia Nuanchu asked her again.

"If you don't speak, I'll take it as if you agreed."

Xia Zixiang sniffled and nodded.

Xia Nuanchu looked at her and asked, "Okay, do you want to chat here or go to the sofa?"

"Sofa!" Xia Zixiang's voice still had the sound of crying, extremely wronged.

After Xia Nuanchu got Xia Zixiang's answer, she nodded and stood up and walked towards the sofa, Xia Zixiang silently followed behind.

Looking at the child sitting opposite her, although Xia Nuanchu felt distressed, she had to deal with the matter in front of her.

"Xiangxiang, first of all you need to understand that Murong An has left."

Xia Nuanchu calmly confirmed this matter with Xia Zixiang again. When Xia Zixiang heard this sentence, the tears in Xia Zixiang's eyes began to spin again, but this time she held back.

"But...but...I miss him!"

Xia Nuanchu was stunned for a moment when he heard this sentence. Although he knew the relationship between Xia Zixiang and Murong An, he couldn't help feeling sour when he heard Xia Zixiang say this.

"I know, I miss him too! But this is your Murong father's choice." Xia Nuanchu paused, and continued: "Xiangxiang, everyone has their own choice."

Xia Zixiang is a smart child. Xia Nuanchu believed that she understood what he meant by this sentence.

"But, I don't like Jiang Yulin." Xia Zixiang's gaze met Xia Nuanchu's.

Four eyes facing each other.

Xia Nuanchu nodded, took a deep breath, and said, "I will respect you too."

Xia Nuanchu couldn't tell who compromised in the end, but she could see the tears in Xia Zixiang's eyes, but no matter how distressed she was, she couldn't give Xia Zixiang a way out.

Both of them have to move forward, whether it is about Murong An or about others.

The room was quiet, and Xia Nuanchu's brain was spinning over and over again, thinking about what happened in the past few days.

Although Murong An's departure was too much for her, it was still the best choice.He is willing to step back, which can be regarded as fulfilling Xia Nuanchu.

After talking with Xia Zixiang, Xia Nuanchu changed into a coat and came downstairs.

As soon as he came out of the unit door, he saw Jiang Yulin sitting on the bench in the community.

He lowered his head, holding a cigarette between his fingers, and the fire of the cigarette slowly burned the tobacco into a wisp of green smoke.

The ginkgo leaves on the head fell a few from the branches with the wind blowing.

When Jiang Yulin looked up, he happened to meet Xia Nuanchu's eyes. He stood up from the bench with the corner of his mouth raised, and put out the cigarette in his hand on the trash can next to him.

Neither of them spoke, Xia Nuanchu walked up to him and sighed.

"Comfort?" Jiang Yulin's voice was low and deep, and he couldn't hear his emotions.

Xia Nuanchu nodded: "She is very smart and sensible."

After the two casually walked a few steps, Xia Nuanchu suddenly stopped and looked at Jiang Yulin.

This man was much taller than him, and when standing side by side with him, he always had to look up to see his face clearly.

The sun shone over and looked a little fascinated. Xia Nuanchu squinted his eyes and looked at Jiang Yulin: "What do you want me to do?"

Jiang Yulin bowed his head, Xia Nuanchu was wearing a water-blue coat today, and he seemed a little in a hurry.

The reason why he had just smoked was that the faint smell of tobacco came from him, but Xia Nuanchu didn't feel disgusted.

Jiang Yulin smiled lowly: "Suddenly want to come to see you."

Hearing Jiang Yulin's words, Xia Nuanchu burst out laughing, then raised his head to look at the sky, and said in a low voice: "Jiang Yulin, I'm going back to Su City, and bring Xiangxiang with me."