Paranoid ex-husband regrets

The child was small and squatted in a ball, picking up dumplings one by one on the ground.

It was the first time in five years that he looked at him carefully.

In the past, because of Liang Yihan's relationship, Si Jingqiao was not even a living thing in his eyes.

According to genetics, personality and emotions can be copied to the next generation.

At this time, Si Hanye realized that he seemed to have never seen the slightest shadow of Liang Yihan and Liang Yiheng in this child.

The smell of cooked dumplings wafted from the kitchen.

The siblings upstairs were still angry, and Si Hanye didn't want to coax them.

Some things are not easy to get used to.

People's hearts are separated by belly, even if there is no communication between father and daughter, there is no way to guess what each other is thinking.

Si Hanye set the dishes and chopsticks, and the little tail followed him all the time.

"Okay, let's eat."

"Yeah." Si Jingqiao searched his stomach and couldn't find what he should say at this time.

The first time he ate alone with the man he longed to be a father.

Consciously tell him what to say.

But he was so nervous that he even forgot to take the children's chair from the usual dining table.

Seeing his hesitation, Si Hanye picked him up, put him on the chair and frowned, "Eat quickly."

The dumplings stuffed with beef are not so special.

But Si Hanye felt very familiar, as if the ones made in the supermarket before, or the ones made at home five years ago, were no different from the one before him this night.

He was lost in thought, and his body was lightly touched.

Si Jingqiao carefully considered: "Uncle, Uncle, I made this bag, it should be delicious, can you eat it?"

God knows how much courage it took him to say these few words.

The little apprehension and nervousness in his eyes betrayed him.

When Er Bao used chopsticks to eat everything, this little guy was already able to hold the chopsticks steadily.

The moment Si Hanye held his chopsticks, Si Jingqiao trembled even more.

"Come in."

The dumplings were eaten under the watchful eye.

Si Hanye looked at him as if his eyes were red and he was crying.

Suddenly, he realized that this child might also be eager for love.

Yes, to be human.

There is that one person who doesn't want to be needed or loved.

"It's delicious." His hard-bodied heart softened for a rare moment, and he rubbed the dull hair on Si Jingqiao's head again, "Hurry up and eat, and go get some for Er Bao and the others when you're done."

"Ok!"

Si Jingqiao gave a heavy "hmm".

Si Hanye noticed all the movements of turning his head to the side and secretly wiping away tears with his sleeves.

Jiang Li rejected the young man who wanted to send her out of the community just now.

The sun was shining on the top of the head, and all the scenes he saw were piled up in front of his eyes.

But she felt so unreal.

That person said that he was very much like Si Hanye's lover who disappeared.

She had seen the same dazed expression on Brother A Ye once before.

In her heart, she had completely divided them into two, treating them as two people.

Are they just being there through themselves, missing that unreachable person?

Even Brother Aye's favorite is...

Back at the supermarket, Zhao Qinian was alarmed by the movement of the rolling shutter door.

"Ali, what have you been up to these days?"

Jiang Li only felt that there was no place on her body that was comfortable. Facing Zhao Qinian's concern, she didn't want to say a word.

"Brother Zhao, I'm a little tired."

"Could I talk to you later, please?"

Such a decadent appearance made Zhao Qinian shut up immediately.

"Okay, I won't bother you, let's rest and talk about it..."

The door of the supermarket was closed and it was still closed. She was lying on the bed she had slept in for five years.

There is no sense of solidity in my heart.

That "Zhenzhen" made her feel like she was missing something extremely important.

When a person is mentally empty and has nothing to rely on, he desperately needs company, even if there is a meowing of a kitten around him.

Even if it is a shallow breath around.

Whatever it is, as long as it diverts attention even a little bit.

How difficult it is to be redeemed.

It is also very easy.

It may be just a moment at the fingertips.

Jiang Li fell into the pain of her own making, unable to extricate herself from it.

Countless screaming voices in her head made her unable to settle down.

"Hello..." After countless hours, the moon in the sky had already come out, and Jiang Li listened to the slow and old voice of Grandma Jiang over there.

Weeping weakly.

"Ali..."

"Why are you still up so late?"

"Grandma..." Emotions found an outlet, and Jiang Li cried helplessly with a sore nose.

"Good boy, have you been wronged?" Grandma Jiang's voice was old and warm, "Cry if you want to."

There is a limit to the amount of pain a person can bear.

The old woman has walked in the world all her life, and the countless vicissitudes she has gone through have made her tolerant and compassionate.

"Grandma, I feel like I've become less like myself."

Auntie Jiang seemed to understand such a tongue twister immediately.

"Ali..."

She breathed a long sigh of relief, "If you are not happy, then hide away, or think more about your feelings."

"Think more about yourself, it's okay to be a little more selfish."

After all, feelings are something you can't control yourself at all.

There is no substitute for pain.

There is no way to restart anyone's life. There is no chance to start a second time in a one-way traffic lane.

"But..." Jiang Li looked like a child not to enter the deep forest, she said blankly: "I don't know what to do at all."

"I can't forget him."

"And...and I feel like I'm forgetting something very important."

"Grandma." Jiang Li's voice trembled fragilely, "Did I really just fall asleep in the past twenty years?"

Grandma Jiang seemed to have expected such a day.

She said kindly, "My child, if thinking about it made you suffer, then you wouldn't have chosen to forget it in the first place."

"If the memory is happy, the brain won't make choices for you."

"Everything goes with the flow and has its own destiny, so don't panic."

Auntie Jiang's words were too big to be implemented, and it seemed like she didn't say what she said.

No one can always stand on the cusp of the storm, and no one can always be a strong person in life.

There is always a time when courage runs out.

Jiang Li couldn't understand the mystery in those words, she could only understand one sentence thoroughly.

If the feeling makes her sad, she can hide, and she can also be selfish to make herself less sad.

"Grandma, I understand."

Whether she really understands, or pretends to understand, Grandma Jiang is like a mirror in her heart.

"Good boy, it's getting late." She said, "If you sleep on any big things, you can go to him at dawn the next day."

"Can't we hide if we can't provoke it?"

The old woman's words successfully made Jiang Li not hold back her laughter.

"Then, good night, grandma."