strayed into the world

At this second, he stretched out his arms to him and rubbed him into his arms vigorously.

At this second, he even called his name gently like a lover,

"I won't scold you...Qing Che." Just for a second.

He has never been so gentle to him, and his voice is as warm as cotton, slowly diluting the blood flowing in his heart, he is calling his name in his ear, [Qing Che], he is calling him, head Calling his name without any sarcasm... I really want to hear it again...

The body cuddled up presumptuously, his face was pressed against the man's broad and strong chest, listening to the powerful heartbeat under the fabric, and his small hands tightly held onto his clothes.

Quan Ce felt that his chest was already wet, and the cold touch was against his skin, but he didn't feel the expected nausea. He subconsciously tightened his arms, and sighed... It's rare for a child to have the courage to hold on to him, saying no When you scold him, he really cries in his arms.Annoyed that she had indulged him too much, hesitating whether to stop this pardon... The corners of her lips parted slightly,

"Have you cried enough?"

"..." Shaking her head, the cold hair swept across her neck, itching and limp.

Quan Ce was very helpless, "Do you want to destroy one of my clothes?"

"...Yes...I'm sorry...young master..." The sobbing and muffled voice came, and there was no sign of weakening.It seems that the usual cynicism and coercion are useless.

Not to mention gently caressing the child's back, helpless, he doesn't know how to comfort the sad person, how to stop his tears... You can change your clothes when they are wet, but if you keep crying like this, you may become dehydrated... What? manage?Quan Ce was anxious when suddenly the door was pushed open, and at the same time, the surprised voice of the old housekeeper sounded,

"Master!"

…How is this going? ?The scene in front of him really made Chen speechless in surprise.When he came out of the wine cellar, he heard the servant say that the young master had returned early, and the plastic bag on the coffee table was the strongest evidence.Not seeing Qing Che's figure, the servant said that he went upstairs with the young master, and was a little worried, wondering if something would happen again.Carrying the bag, he hurried upstairs, but was attracted by the voice in the master bedroom, and saw the current scene.

"Master, what's the matter?"

It came just in time... Quan Ce couldn't care about Chen's shock, and his eyes fell on the bag in her hand.

"Give me that!"

"Which, which?!" Chen stood at a loss, not knowing what Quan Ce was talking about, and was at a loss.

"That's it!" Quan Ce wanted to rush over to get it himself, but because the child in his arms kept pulling him, he pointed at the bag in Chen's hand and shouted, "Bag! Give it to me!"

"Ah?! Oh! Good!" Responding, Chen hurriedly handed the bag to Quan Ce, only to realize that it was all chocolates of various brands when he saw him collapse on the ground.Then he picked up a box and gave it to Qing Che,

"Don't you like chocolate the most? There's a lot of it here."

Sure enough, chocolate is very common, and he finally reacted. Looking at the chocolate stuffed into his arms, the child choked up and looked at the man blankly. His big watery eyes were like two glass beads.

"For... mine?"

"En." Nodding, Quan Ce stuffed all the other boxes into his arms, "It's all yours."

Qingche stared at his red and swollen eyes like light bulbs, blinked with a little innocence, and slightly pouted the corners of his mouth, "Why...is there chocolate?"

... When asked about the main point, Quan Ce was almost at a loss for words, so he found an excuse to prevaricate him, "Given it by a friend, anyway, I don't eat it and throw it away, and it's a waste. Oops... Do you want it? I don't want to lose it!"

"No!! Don't!" Seeing that the man was about to lose his momentum, Qing Che quickly tightened his arms and hugged the chocolate tightly in his arms, protecting his beloved baby with his thin arms like a child who is afraid of being robbed of his toys . "Don't throw it away...I want it, I want it."

Looking at the child with tears in the corners of his eyes but who is particularly obsessed with chocolate, Quan Ce is very satisfied, and he has to thank Chen for coming in time, no... the chocolate came in time... Seeing him take a bite, he still didn't like it. Know how Laomei's chocolate tastes... A trace of hesitation spreads over the boundless silver,

"Is it tasty?"

"En." The child nodded vigorously, with a satisfied smile rippling on his face with the unfinished chocolate wrapped in his mouth.The eyelashes wet with tears trembled like a thick cattail fan, making people unable to bear to look sideways.Quan Ce did not expect that in this cold world full of material things, there are still people who would be satisfied with a piece of chocolate.This person happened to be Xia Qingche, the young master of the Xia family... Xia Qingche.

Now I can only vaguely remember that contented smiling face once lit his little fire of hatred in the depths of countless memories.At that time, a gray lonely winter was beginning.days like that.The entrances and exits of the two worlds that cover our eyes are only willing to be stingy to let us see the future that is close at hand.

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ps: Mangdian has been updating articles in liancheng recently, so here it is once a week, ranging from 4-7 chapters at a time.

muah.