Fast time travel, if you leave the protagonist, you will be critically ill

Shu Yanning's eighth birthday was the busiest birthday he could remember, and it was also the first birthday he received gifts from his peers.

He had never expected to open presents before. After his mother left, as if he was afraid of being forgotten by him, she sent all kinds of toys secretly through the nanny every now and then. At first, Shu Yanning thought that she would come back soon, and cherished these things very much. He disassembled it immediately and placed it in the most conspicuous position, wanting her to see it as soon as he came back. Later, he gradually grew up and knew that he was left in this house, and his mother would not come back.So when I received those gifts from her, I piled them in the closet or under the bed without tearing them apart.

After the little elves came, they were excited to see those gifts for several days, and then they secretly opened them like they were looking for a treasure, and they were still those toys that can be bought casually...

Unexpectedly, on the day of his birthday, Shu Qian didn't come back, but his mother did. Only then did the spirit know that Shu Yanning's mother was a beautiful woman named Tang Ningyu.

Huh!The name Tang Ningyu looks familiar, doesn't it?

System: "You mentally handicapped! It's clearly written in the information, a capable actress—Tang Ningyu!"

Damn, I don't read the information carefully every time, and I have to find a way to make up for it when I make a mistake.

Oh, I said why is it so familiar.

Ye Yi suddenly realized.

Tang Ningyu came at night, so she probably contacted the nanny in advance and knew that Shu Qian was not at home.

As a public figure, she has been developing abroad for several years and finally came back, which is considered news, so her visit this time is undoubtedly at the risk of being exposed.

The nanny didn't tell Shu Yanning, but just asked him to wait another half an hour when he sent off his classmates to change into pajamas.

Shu Yanning sat obediently at the dining table, touched the box of candies that Lulu gave her in her hand, and whispered to the elf in the pocket of her jacket when the nanny was not paying attention: "This box of candies won't come until you finish eating all the ones you hid before." for you."

"No, I want it now!" The elf slapped him angrily and disagreed.

Just kidding, how much stock I gave away for you today, how dare you set a limit for me.

"I won't give it." Shu Yanning smiled slightly, pushed the candy away a little bit, teasing him deliberately, "I'll put it away in a while."

"Shu Yanning, I'm going to turn you into a pig!"

The elf used this method to threaten Shu Yanning every time, but Shu Yanning didn't take it seriously a long time ago. He was suppressing a smile and wanted to continue teasing the elf, when suddenly someone knocked on the door.

But the nanny seemed to be waiting for this moment all morning. She walked quickly to the door, and when she put her hand on the doorknob, she glanced back at Shu Yanning at the dining table, ready to perform a magic trick for him.

The door opened, and the person at the door was dressed plainly and wrapped tightly, but it could be seen that she was a woman with a graceful figure.

The little boy obediently sitting at the dining table froze for a moment, put down the candy in his hand, and was about to go upstairs when the woman came in and pushed the door behind her, took off her mask, and quickly came over and grabbed him.

"Xiao Yan, mom is back."

Her voice was soft and pleasant, but she couldn't blend in with the little girl in her dream, Ning Ning. Ning Ning was weak and helpless, pitiful and cute, while Tang Ning's language was strong and calm.

Shu Yanning tilted her head and struggled a few times, as if bound by some strange force, she stopped and let her hold on.

"Xiao Yan, look at mom...do you miss me?"

Tang Ningyu touched his face, forced him to turn his head around, and deliberately showed an intoxicating smile, which seemed insincere.

Before meeting Ningning in reality, the elf really wanted to ask him those questions for the little stinky boy, but now he thinks there is no need to ask. This woman can be seen with a few small movements, she likes it Be the leader.As a mother, Tang Ningyu should love Shu Yanning, but keeping him here is definitely not forced.

Tang Ning's language is not Ningning, there is no gentle Ningning in this world...

"Xiao Yan, I have a gift for you." Tang Ningyu was not annoyed when he saw that Shu Yanning was ignoring him, and coaxed him nicely.

Shu Yanning finally took a good look at her, and asked softly, "What gift, is it a toy again?"

I don't want toys, I just want you to stay...

"That's right, are you looking forward to it? It's the latest one!" Tangning thought that Shu Yanning had finally become interested, so she turned back to the door, brought over the big bag that was left at the door just now, and opened it to him as if offering a treasure.

The disappointment on Shu Yanning's face was obvious, but she still didn't notice it.

"Mom..." Why did you come back, because you missed me?Shu Yanning really wanted to ask her, but seeing her happily playing with the toy in her hand, he suddenly didn't want to be awkward anymore, so he couldn't help but express his true thoughts, "I...I miss you."

"You're really a good boy, mom misses you too." Tangning Yu smiled a little bigger this time, she bent down and hugged Shu Yanning, "How is school, are you happy?"

happy?

Shu Yanning also asked herself, but are you happy?

"Well, happy!" Shu Yanning leaned her head on her mother, like a lone goose that found a shelter.

The little elf hiding in the pocket of the little boy's jacket really wanted to yell at Tang Ningyu: "He's not happy, not at all."

"Just be happy. Go upstairs and sleep. I'll see you next time." Hearing his answer, Tang Ningyu felt a lot of guilt washed away, and hurriedly urged him to go to bed, as if this trip was just a For this sentence.

You can't stay here for too long, or if the paparazzi finds out that you were married and have such a big son, everything will be over.

"...Will you still come?" Shu Yanning didn't ask if you would come back, because he knew that for his mother, this place could no longer be called a home.

"Mom promises to come and see you as soon as she has time," Tang Ningyu comforted the child with a kiss on the forehead.

Shu Yanning let go of her arms around her waist. He was obviously sad, but he tried his best to smile at Tang Ningyu and went upstairs obediently.

Once upstairs, he locked the bedroom door, squatted behind the door and stayed quietly for a long time, then suddenly shrank into a ball, hugged his legs, buried his face in his legs, and began to cry softly. It seemed so helpless in the room.

"Little stinky boy, don't cry, you... Do you want candy? I'll give you all my candy." The elf crawled out of his pocket, sat next to him and comforted him.

But there is no mother in the candy, and there is no mother in the dream. You are an elf, can you... can you let her come back.

……

The little stinky boy cried for a long time, and finally fell asleep sobbing. The elf sat on the pillow and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes pitifully.

It's a good thing I'm here, otherwise Shu Yanning would definitely have a psychological shadow. What kind of parents are these, who don't take responsibility for one or the other, and give birth to a child to play with?

While the elf was feeling emotional, someone twisted the doorknob from outside the door.

Damn, Midnight Ghost!

The elf trembled in fright, got into Shu Yanning's quilt, and opened a small slit to observe the outside.

The door was opened, and the wall lamp in the corridor shone in. In the light, the elf could clearly see the person who opened the door.

It's Shu Qian!

Shu Qian actually came back.

He was probably drunk again, smelling like wine,

He walked in unsteadily, without closing the door, and walked straight to Shu Yanning's wardrobe.

Hey, what is he doing?The elf got out of the quilt a little more, and stretched its neck to look over.

Shu Qian rudely opened the closet, rummaged for a long time, and pulled out the score that Shu Yanning had hidden before. It was full of tadpoles drawn by children with immature strokes. He looked at it for a long time with the light of the corridor, and then turned his head to the bed. Shu Yanning seemed to be picking up the child in the next second.After a while, an expression of unwillingness mixed with pain appeared on Shu Qian's face. He kneaded the score into a ball, squeezed it in his fist, took a few deep breaths, then shook his hand, and let it go again as if possessed by a demon. Those scores, spread them on the ground in a panic, and touched them cherishingly.

What type of situation is this?The elf was dumbfounded.

Shu Yanning cried all night and fell into a deep sleep, but she was not affected, she just hummed a few times and turned around.

Shu Qian seemed to be waking up from a dream. He couldn't believe he pushed aside the sheet music on the ground, and said to himself: "What am I doing, I..."

Although he said so, his eyes still couldn't leave the staves.

"Shu Qian. Have you reduced yourself to copying your own son's things?" Shu Qian hugged his head,

Said in a whisper.

The elf was startled when he heard this.

How could it be possible? Shu Qian is a talented music producer. His music works are all on the top of the charts on all major online platforms. How could he go to his son's room and steal something written by an eight-year-old child.

"But, I can't write it anymore, I really can't write it..." Shu Qian stretched out his hand to those scores again, this time he finally grasped them firmly.

It doesn't matter, Xiao Yan is his own son, borrowing his things is not plagiarism.

He stood up, holding the scores in his hand, looked at Shu Yanning on the bed again, and then... took them out.

When the door closed, the little boy on the bed slowly opened his eyes. He looked at the imaginary roof and hummed those familiar melodies in his heart again.

"Little stinky boy, are you awake?" The elf was at a loss, inexplicably embarrassed.

"Little elf, you said in your dream last time that I will grow up soon and I will be able to leave here when I grow up. Is it true?"

"In a dream?" The elf couldn't believe that Shu Yanning actually knew that it was him in the real world who ran into his dream.

"But if I leave...what about Dad?" Shu Yanning slowly pulled the quilt over his head.

My gentle little boy, what about you?

Have you ever wondered what to do with yourself?

such a long life...