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Yang Qianqi poked Xiao Ming's face with her finger, chuckled and said, "Now you know, next time you can just wait for it to fall off by itself."

Xiao Ming held Yang Qianqi's hand and drank several gulps of milk tea. His big eyes rolled around as if he was thinking about something. Then he smacked his lips, and then pursed his lips as if he had given up struggling, and said:

"Forget it. With my temper, I don't think I can wait for it to fall off on its own. I'll just have to let it hurt for a while."

Yang Qianqi laughed, "Is this the legendary saying that a short pain is worse than a long one?"

"Okay, I'm going to take a shower. Remember to brush your teeth after drinking the milk tea before going to bed."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Ming instantly put on a mask of pain and stretched out his voice: "Ah~ I just brushed it..."

Yang Qianqi flicked her forehead with her finger, "Who told you to drink my milk tea? Be honest and remember to brush your teeth."

"Okay then... I'll go wash it after I finish drinking."

Yang Qianqi carried Xiao Ming to the bed, said hello to Mu Qingcheng, and went to wash up.

"Xiao Ming, give me a drink."

"Yeah, okay, but you have to brush my teeth with me later."

"Know it."

Xiao Ming gave the milk tea to Xiao Qi, then looked at Mu Qingcheng, blinked her big eyes, and asked, "Mom, do you want some?"

"No, you guys drink it. I ate too much just now and I'm not hungry yet." Mu Qingcheng touched her little head with a smile.

“Dad did this.”

"Huh?" Mu Qingcheng was stunned for a moment.

Xiao Qi said as she drank, "This milk tea was made by my father for my cousin. He knows that my cousin likes to drink milk tea and must have one cup a day. He is also afraid that it is unhealthy for her to drink it outside, so he prepared a lot of milk tea for her and kept it all with her."

"..."

"Give me a bite!"

"Yeah! Mom, didn't you just say you were full and couldn't drink anymore?"

"I can't sew!"

"Mom, mom, mom!"

"Leave one bite, leave one bite, leave one bite!"

"My cousin doesn't let us drink so much milk tea! We only drink one cup a day!"

"Huh? Why, isn't it made by dad? There shouldn't be anything messy in it, so why can't I drink so much milk tea?"

"It's because of the tea in it. Children can't drink that kind of tea!"

"Oh~"

"Then mom will help you finish drinking it, and mom will give you some milk later!"

"Mom! How can you snatch food from a child?"

“This is for drinking.”

"........."

"6."

……

Late at night, in the room, Mu Qingcheng was sleeping soundly in the arms of two children.

Suddenly, on one side of her, a pair of big, watery eyes opened.

She first stood up gently and glanced at Mu Qingcheng who was still sleeping and was not awakened by her. She slipped out of bed, covered them with the quilt, then tiptoed and left the room quietly.

She walked out of the room, and the hall was still lit with warm lights.

She walked out to the balcony and looked up at the night sky where there were few stars left.

She pursed her lips, stretched out her little hand and made a gesture of tearing something.

She just tore it with a little force, as easily as tearing a piece of paper. In front of her, the air that was originally empty was torn into a hole with a diameter of half a meter.

She glanced at the room where Mu Qingcheng and the others were, then turned around and jumped in.

However, just as she jumped in, a delicate hand reached out from the side and pulled her out gracefully.

A gentle voice that sounded soft and sticky sounded behind her:

"Where do you want to go at this late hour?"

"Little Seven?"

"Also, when did you learn the ability of the space system?"

"Also, didn't Dad tell you not to use your abilities until you grow up and are in danger?"

Hearing this voice that couldn't be more familiar, Xiao Qi, who was captured from the space crack, turned around and looked at Yang Qianqi, who was wearing white pajamas, holding her with one hand, rubbing her sleepy eyes with the other hand, and yawning, looking very cute.

Xiao Qi bit her lip and wanted to say something, but didn't know how to say it. She could only blink her watery peach blossom eyes and look at her cousin pitifully.

Seeing her like this, Yang Qianqi hugged her into her arms, rubbed her little head with her hands, and asked softly and gently:

"Xiao Qi, is there something wrong with you that keeps you awake and makes you want to run out so late at night?"

"Are you still feeling wronged? Tell your cousin about it, okay?"

"I haven't been wronged..."

"I miss my dad..."

Xiao Qi buried her head in Yang Qianqi's soft and warm embrace, with a hint of tears in her voice.

Yang Qianqi pursed her red lips and said nothing.

The silvery moonlight falls on the slightly red eyes, bringing out a touch of crystal and a touch of longing.

Xiaoqi is not the only one who misses me.

Yang Qianqi held Xiaoqi in one hand and waved towards her room with the other hand. The recliner that had always been by her side appeared behind her.

Yang Qianqi sat down, half lying, hugging Xiaoqi, covering her slightly trembling little body with a thin blanket, silently wiping away the crystal at the corner of her eyes with her little finger, and then gently stroking her little head, giving her silent comfort.

"If you want to cry, just cry. Your cousin is here."

Xiao Qi shook her head and said, "I can't cry. I have a problem that I can't figure out. I can't cry. I feel so sad. So sad."

Yang Qianqi understood, "Oh, so that's how it is~"

-Xiao Qi, if you have any questions, please tell me~"

"Although I may not be able to solve your problem, speaking it out will at least make you feel much better, Xiaoqi. You won't feel so bad."

"So, talk to your cousin, okay?"

Yang Qianqi's voice is very gentle, like a big stove, which seems to wrap and warm people's hearts.

Xiao Qi didn't speak immediately, and Yang Qianqi didn't rush to ask.

"Cousin..." After who knows how long, Xiao Qi finally spoke.

"Hmm?" The response to her was still that soft and gentle voice that gently enveloped her.

"If Xiao Ming and I hadn't come into this world, if Xiao Ming and I hadn't been born, Dad, then we wouldn't have to... we wouldn't have to..."

Xiao Qi's question was very sudden, and his voice kept trembling.

Yang Qianqi was stunned by this sudden question, and her stunned expression soon turned gentle again. Her voice was soft and gentle, like a spring breeze, "Why do you ask this?"

Xiao Qi bit her lips very hard, and then she tried to control her emotions. She raised her head, looked at Yang Qianqi, and said in a trembling voice:

"Actually, I heard everything you and godmother said that day..."

Hearing this, Yang Qianqi was stunned.

“I didn’t hear everything, but I still heard a lot.”

Xiao Qi choked up, tears welling up in her eyes, "Dad, Dad left because of Xiao Ming and me, because of Xiao Ming and me..."

"is it?"

"Cousin?"

"Can you tell me? My father, is it true, is it true..."

Later, Xiao Qi couldn't speak anymore and kept choking with sobs.

I couldn't cry, and I couldn't speak.

But still seeking confirmation.

This question was like a fishbone that had been stuck in Xiaoqi's throat, and he could neither take it out nor swallow it.

Yang Qianqi came back to her senses and looked at Xiao Qi. She didn't hide anything from her and gave her the answer she wanted: "Well, your father did choose to leave because of you and Xiao Ming."

After getting the answer, Xiao Qi's breath that had been stuck in his heart was finally released, and he burst into tears with a "wow".

Yang Qianqi raised her hand, and a black and white barrier completely separated the balcony from the outside.

"Why, why would Dad do this?"

"Why is Dad so stupid?"

"Why did Dad have to die when he could have lived?"

"Why can't Dad just give up on me?"

"Xiao Ming can't die. She is smarter than me, more lively than me, and knows how to make dad happy better than me, so I can die!"

"This way, Xiao Ming will still have her father, her mother will still have her husband, and her aunt will still have her cousin!"

"It won't hurt me either!"

"It hurts here!"

"Cousin, it hurts here!"

Listening to Xiao Qi's heart-wrenching cries, watching her tearful eyes pointing at her heart with her little finger, crying uncontrollably, Yang Qianqi was silent for a while, wiped her tears with her hand, and asked: "What about you? Aren't you afraid of death?"

"I'm afraid of death too!"

Xiao Qi wiped away her tears with her hands, but she couldn't wipe them away completely.

I have been holding back for who knows how long, but today I can finally say it all out loud:

"But I'm more afraid of not having a dad!"

"Ever since Dad passed away, I have been thinking how great it would be if we had never been born. If we had not become a burden to Dad, then Dad would not have to die."

"If I could, I would be willing to die in place of my father. I don't want Xiao Ming to be without a father, I don't want my mother to be without a husband, and I don't want my cousin to be without the best cousin!"

"Every time I see Xiao Ming sad, see her mother become like that, and see her cousin aunt is obviously very sad and upset, but she has to pretend to be strong to take care of me for our sake, I feel very uncomfortable!"

“It hurts here!”

"But I can't do anything except feel pain here!"

Xiao Qi lowered his head and muttered to himself, "I was raised by my father. It was my father who worked so hard to raise me. My life originally belonged to my father!"

"If it weren't for Dad, I would have starved to death. I would have been dead a long, long time ago!"

"I was an unlucky child. I was often sick when I was young, either with a cold or a fever. One time, I even harmed you, my cousin, and made you look like that. I ate more than that!"

"When I was a kid, I secretly heard Aunt Hong downstairs tell others on the balcony that we had outspent Dad several times. He even knelt down to eat for Xiao Ming and me!"

"I am like this. I eat a lot, my health is not good, I am useless, and I am always a burden to others. Logically, I should not be alive!"

Xiao Qi raised her head and looked at Yang Qianqi, whose eyes were equally red. Her beautiful big eyes were full of tears. "It was Daddy, Daddy who never gave up, tried again and again, and fought hard again and again. That's why I was able to survive!"

"But, I survived, but Dad, Dad..."

"woo woo woo woo……"

"Why can't Dad be a little more selfish?"

"Even a little bit is fine!"

"Why can't Daddy...can't he..."

"Woooooooooooooo..."

"..."

Facing Xiao Qi, whose crying was heartbreaking, whose shouting was distressing, and whose questions were not necessarily the most difficult in the world but which definitely had no standard answers, Yang Qianqi did not remain silent this time.

She raised her hand, wiped away Xiao Qi's tears, held her face, looked into her eyes, and answered her question with just one sentence:

"Because he is your father~"