Willingly ABO

To be honest, I am still worried about Qin Yuan’s intention to see the child. What if he talks to me about the custody of the child and uses his status as a high-quality alpha and asset income to suppress me?The child is only two years old now, if he really lets him carry him, will he still recognize me in the future?

I can't imagine how close the baby is to the stepfather and stepmother!I shook my head crazily, no, I can't scare myself like this, have confidence, my son is the best relationship with me!

"Xin, what's the matter, you are frowning and shaking your head again, isn't this a good pose?"

"...Ah?" I quickly regained my senses, waved to my colleagues, and went back to work, "No! It's my own problem, I... I'll see how to make the shots look better, and ask the logistics to put the lighting board on the left Bar."

Hey, Xin Gan, Xin Gan, I can't think about it anymore, hard work and hard work are the most important thing, you don't care whether Qin Yuan wants a child, the child comes out of your stomach, be tough!

After a week of restlessness like this, the day finally came to the day marked with a red circle on the calendar.

Even in central Italy, Perugia at the end of October will add a little chill sooner or later.

I got up early this morning, stood by the window in a daze, and walked into the kitchen until I shivered. First, I beat two eggs to make a bowl of custard, and then leftovers from the Chinese supermarket I bought a few days ago. Noodles, barely make up a meal only belongs to our father and son's birthday meal.

When it was time, I turned the baby out of the quilt and slapped his face wildly:

"Baby Xin! Daddy's sweetheart! Happy birthday to you! Another year older!"

I was full of emotions in my heart. In the deep winter of Beijing that year, when I got the pregnancy report and squatted at the door of the hospital crying, it seemed like it was yesterday.

Unexpectedly, time flies, this little bean seedling, which was only a little bit big in the B-ultrasound, is already two years old.

The baby was still dreaming at first, but when he heard the word "birthday", he immediately became energetic. He got up from the pillow, stepped on the mattress, hugged my neck tightly, and kissed me on the face One bite:

"Dad, Xiangxiang, I have cakes for my birthday!"

As he said that, he got out of bed while crawling back, and ran towards the dining table dancing with hands and feet.

I didn't react for a while, and stayed on the bed for a long time, until the baby returned disappointed, looking at me in frustration:

"Father lied, there is no cake, eat!"

Now I finally came to my senses, hey, it turned out that once I took my baby for a walk and passed by a bakery, he clamored to eat the big cake displayed in the window.How old was he then, how could he eat butter?I told him that the cake can only be eaten on his birthday, and I will buy it for him when he celebrates his birthday. Children who usually eat too much cake will be eaten by big tigers, because the cake smells all over their bodies. All those who eat children are here.

At that time, the baby was very scared. I thought he would remember to eat less sweets, but I didn't expect him to remember it, but I didn't expect that he would always remember the birthday cake.

What can I do, if I promise my child, I can't go back on my word. I'm a good parent who speaks honesty.

I opened my arms and took the baby in my arms.

"Baby, of course there are cakes! But not now, you haven't had breakfast yet! We're going out with...uh, another person today, so let him buy you cakes then, okay?"

Only then did the baby show a smile again: "Yeah! Eat cakes!"

Looking back on this day a few years later, I always think, if I was willing to go downstairs immediately to satisfy my baby’s little wish, find a bakery that gets up early and sells breakfast, and buy him an extremely simple birthday cake. He sang, taught him to make a wish, maybe God would bless him in safety and health, and keep all villains away from him.

I dragged him to brush his teeth carefully, and fed him the custard slowly, but when I looked at the watch, it was almost too late for the car, so I had to let him play by himself, and then dressed the child neatly after hastily stripped his face. In the third day, make sure that the child will not catch a cold, nor will he sweat because of playing.And I found a random hooded sweater from the closet, put on jeans, stepped on Martin boots, grabbed a sports jacket from the back of the chair, stood in front of the bathroom mirror, took a casual look, and hugged it. The little piggy who went up and circled a little bit went out the door.

Hey, if I knew at the time that the mirror left by the previous tenants in the bathroom is always foggy and foggy with a beauty filter turned on, and I will never be able to see it in the future, then I must be so ugly for 3 minutes go again.

I took my baby on the bus to the small town of Norcia. It takes four to 10 minutes to drive from the Chinese district to the town. By the time my baby and I got out of the car, it was almost the appointed time.

I chose a nearby cafe and sat down by the window, ordered two waffles for the baby to satisfy my hunger, then took out my mobile phone and sent Qin Yuan a location, and told him that we were already waiting for him. Come here quickly.

Qin Yuan replied quickly, saying that he was on his way from the city center.

I stared at the small black letters on the message, suddenly nervous and anxious, with mixed feelings in my heart.

I am about to meet Qin Yuan.

It has been nearly three years since I left Beijing. In the past three years, we have occasionally communicated with each other through cold words, without feeling the slightest breath from each other.

Three years is enough to change a person.

In the past three years, I have experienced a lot, from a child to a father, from doing little housework to taking care of little things, and I think I have grown a lot.Qin Yuan must be the same. He was better than many people since he was a child. He refused to fall behind. He was always one step ahead of others to do things well. When he grew up, he dared to fight even more. high.

I know that we will definitely not be as familiar as before. No matter how long we haven’t seen each other before, as long as we sit together, the interaction will be as familiar as if we just formed a team and played a game together 10 minutes ago.

Now the gap between us is getting bigger and bigger. If it weren't for the fact that there was a child in the middle, we might have gone our separate ways like many other Faxiao children, and we would never meet again.

But also, there is really nothing to talk about between us. Those things that have complained and angered now seem to be nothing worth mentioning in front of children. He is the most important, the most vivid, and symbolizes the hope of the future. , those fragmented past events, let him stay in the past.

I prayed secretly, I hope that when Qin Yuan arrives later, we won't get along too awkwardly.

But 10 minutes after the appointed time, Qin Yuan still did not arrive at the appointed place, and walked into the cafe as scheduled.

I looked in the direction of the door and poked my probe. Just as I was wondering, the baby suddenly spread his hands towards me: "Dad, Shuishui."

I looked down and saw that the baby had already ate up two large waffles, and he was feeling thirsty right now.

I hastily wiped his hands with a paper towel, took out a feeding bottle from my bag, forgot to fill half a small bottle in it, and handed it to his mouth:

"Baby, are you sleepy again? After eating and drinking, you want to sleep again."

The baby shook his head, nibbling on the bottle and slurring words:

"Uncle, I'm not coming."

I paused, stretched out my hand to rub the baby's head, and said with a smile:

"No, that uncle is the most honest and trustworthy. He will definitely come if he promises father. Besides, he likes the baby very much. He is anxious to see the baby, so he will definitely come. Maybe he got lost?"

...Wait, Qin Yuan is not familiar with the road, so he really got lost, right?

I struggled again and again, and sent him a text message to confirm:

"Where have you been? You won't get lost, tell me if you get lost."

In fact, it is my first time to Norcia, and I am also not familiar with this medieval town. In addition, I basically stay in the Chinese district on weekdays and have not traveled far. Not necessarily knowing where to find him, pointing him in the right direction.

I waited patiently for his reply, but this text message seemed to have disappeared, and there was no reply for a long time.

At this time, half an hour had passed since the original appointment time.

Sitting in the cafe and looking out the window, although the weather is not gloomy at this time, it is not much better, and even my mood has become a little lost and anxious.

Although I know that this low pressure is not all caused by the weather.

A little bit of anger was vaguely added to my heart, which made me irritated, but at the same time, because I had experienced an accident, I couldn't help but worry about Qin Yuan's safety.

Did something happen to Qin Yuan halfway?

Impossible, he is a high-quality alpha, and betas are generally in awe of his pheromones, how could they attack him in broad daylight?

Otherwise, there is something wrong with his mobile phone card, no, I have to send another question.

I turned on the screen again, and just as I was about to edit the new message, it happened that Qin Yuan suddenly replied to me.

"I'm fine, I arrived in Norcia, just happened to pass by the ruins of a medieval church, and stumbled over a warm old local lady, Xin Gan, can you bring the children over to help me? Just away from you send me Not far from the coffee shop, there is a pure white Gothic steeple church."

After reading this passage, I breathed a sigh of relief. What, I was scared to death. I was afraid that he would be entangled by the Italian mafia/hand/party. It turned out that the person who entangled him was an old lady, and I could only blame him. It's so attractive.

I gave him an "OK" gesture back, paid the bill, and waved to the baby.

The baby was already drowsy from waiting, and this time he was finally able to go out to play. He was very happy, slid off the chair, and ran to the cashier to look for me.

"Uncle is here! Eat cakes!"

He shook my leg excitedly.

"Well, let's go to see Uncle now, and I will ask Uncle to treat you to a cake later." I bent down to pick up the baby, and scratched his little nose, "You must be polite when you meet someone later, you know?"

I pushed open the door of the cafe and looked up. The sky was still gray, but it didn't look like a sign before rain.

I looked back, took a deep breath, and strode towards the direction of the church, but my heart was pounding, always feeling that something big was about to happen.

The author says:

Qin Manxin: The only thing that can wake me up is food.