Shrank to a 3-Years-Old Child

The black mist covering the whole body instantly dissipated, and the roadside lights projected in through the car window and fell on Fu Sijin's face, forming a mottled black shadow.

The sudden truth is unacceptable.

It turned out that the mother's warning was not to control his life, but to see his insincereness, and specifically warned him not to continue hurting others.

Avoid making mistakes again and again.

Unfortunately, he was misunderstood by him and was blamed by his own son for two years.

What did he...do?

Tugging the corners of his mouth stiffly, Fu Sijin showed an expression that looked like crying but not crying, and like smiling but not laughing. It was a bit funny, but it made Qingqing distressed.

"Don't laugh."

The milky little hand suddenly covered Fu Sijin's handsome face, trying to block the distressing expression, but Qingqing's hand was too small to stop it, so anxious that she almost didn't cry.

"Ajin!" The voice of the little milk was crying, but Fu Sijin, who was already immersed in his feelings, didn't notice.

"So... what did you mean by that sentence?"

Staring straight at the small face where Qingqing overlapped with the memory picture, Fu Sijin didn't know what he was feeling right now.

regret? Blame? And apologies for misunderstanding mother? Maybe there are some.

But more, it was heartache for that person, and heartache for the woman he called his mother.

"why?"

With a big hand resting on Qingqing's young shoulders, Fu Sijin seemed to be questioning her, as if he was questioning himself: "You have been misunderstood, why didn't you explain? As long as you say... as long as you say..."

"Your mother said, would you believe it?"

Fu Heng's low voice came in horizontally, and the powerful big hand brought Qing Qing out of Fu Sijin's hand and carefully hugged it back into his arms.

"Ajin..."

Suddenly being picked up, Qingqing subconsciously grasped Fu Heng's clothes, but still did not forget Fu Sijin, who was in a wrong state.

"A Jin is uncomfortable, uncle, let's take him to see the uncle in white clothes, OK? But the injection hurts..."

Thinking of the terrible needle, Qingqing couldn't help but wrinkle her face, with a frightened look, but she still mustered up the courage to comfort Fu Sijin: "A Jin is not afraid, let's go to the doctor together, Qingqing will help you beg Uncle Baiyi , Let him not give you an injection, okay?"

The tone of discussion is just like coaxing a child who is afraid of injections.

It's just that this kind of remark was said by a three-year-old child, which is more cute and funny.

This picture is a bit familiar.

Fu Sijin's chaotic brain thought for a long time before finally remembering. Isn't this what he said when he coaxed Qingqing to review?

Unexpectedly, she was now sold by Qingqing Xianxue and used her.

Obviously it was a very depressive state, but Fu Sijin was still amused by Qing Qing.

The big stone squeezing his heart seemed to have been moved away. Fu Sijin let out a sigh of relief and leaned back slowly.

"I'm all right."

Looking up at his father's seemingly serious but worried face, and looking at the Qing Qing who wanted to break free from Fu Heng's arms and threw himself on him, Fu Si apologized: "I'm sorry."

"It's fine to take a break first."

Fu Heng patted her son on the shoulder, and helplessly loosened the restraint on Qingqing, letting her crawl into Fu Sijin's arms with her hands and feet, and nestled in her own way, and she had to use Fu Sijin's big hand as a quilt. Covered on his belly.

The small body with the smell of milk in his arms gave Fu Sijin a great sense of peace. He gradually relaxed and fell asleep like this.

The car was swaying, Qingqing felt as if she had been put in a cradle, and gradually became sleepy.

While rubbing her eyes sleepily, she insisted on refusing to go to sleep. She whispered to Fu Heng, "Uncle will take A Jin to the doctor."

"Good." Fu Heng promised in a low voice, "I will find the best psychiatrist to cure our son."

Gently took off Qingqing's little hand rubbing her eyes, took off her suit jacket and covered it with Fu Sijin.

Staring at the two children resting together, Fu Heng's face was hidden in the shadows, not real.

What happened today is like a dream.

Qingqing woke up the next day, without changing his clothes, and ran to find Fu Sijin in bear pajamas.

I thought I would run into a miserable lamb who was in desperate need of her comfort and guidance.

In the end, he met a rare arrogant man who put on casual clothes and was putting on a full-length mirror.

Qing Qing: "???"

Little doubts filled his big eyes.

Did she dream yesterday?

"Qing Qing is awake."

When Fu Sijin turned his head and saw Qingqing, he walked quickly over, picked her up under her armpit, and threw her high.

"Yeah!" Qing Qing whispered in fright. After the reaction came over, there was already a big smile on his face.

"A Jin is cured?"

"..." Fu Si was choked for a while, and then said helplessly: "That's not true, just suddenly wanted to open it.

A lot. "

It is not his character to be obsessed with the past. Since he is the one who found the wrong person, then take practical actions to make up for it.

Even if the cracks cannot be completely repaired in the end, at least the losses must be stopped in time to reduce the damage to those he loves.

"Qingqing will accompany me to meet someone today, OK?"

This Saturday, the kindergarten is not going to school, Fu Si had already inquired clearly.

"A Jin wants to take Qingqing out to play?"

Qingqing looked at Fu Sijin with expectation: "After going to kindergarten, Qingqing hasn't been out for a long time."

Fu Sishen, who happened to pass by the door, said: "...Little ancestor, didn't you start school only yesterday? Halfway through the school because of beating the children, the teacher asked the parents to take them home for education. You still have the face to go out to play?"

"Qing Qing had a fight with someone?"

Fu Sijin, who had no idea about this, looked at Qingqing in surprise.

The uncovered Qingqing was so angry that she struggled and slid off Fu Sijin, twisted and chased Fu Sishen like a small calf, hitting everywhere, the little pink fist was almost left behind, which shows her anger. Sheng.

"Ohhhhh...it hurts, did your fist hit an iron block?"

In fact, it didn't hurt at all, Fu Sishen was just pretending to scream Bo sympathy.

Sure enough, as soon as he heard his pain, Qingqing stopped immediately, but was still not relieved, with her small hand on her hips, angrily humming at Fu Sishen.

Just like an angry pink piglet.

A smile flashed under his eyes, just like a trick, Fu Sishen took out a lollipop and shook it in front of Qingqing seductively/confusedly.

"Lollipop, delicious lollipop, do you want Qingqing to eat it?"

"Yes!" Qing Qing replied in a loud voice quickly, the voice of the little milk is soft, where can I see the fierce appearance before.

Fu Sishen smiled at the brother who came out immediately behind Qingqing with a deep fame and fame: You only need one lollipop to buy snacks, which is not good, then two!

learnt.

Suddenly, Fu Si paused in his footsteps, then turned around and went to the kitchen, and when he came back, he had an extra mango popsicle in his hand.

This popsicle is made by the nanny and aunt herself with fresh mangoes. It doesn't add too much sugar, and there are no food additives. It is much healthier than those outside ice cream and ice cream. It is just right for Qingqing.

However, due to the weak spleen and stomach of children, Fu Heng usually does not allow Qingqing to eat more, at most once a week.

Qingqing had eaten this week's portion a long time ago, and now seeing Fu Sijin still holding one in his hand, his eyes immediately glued to it, lollipops and other things have long been forgotten so I don't know which Java country to go to.

"Yes, I still like the new and dislike the old."

Fu Sishen shrugged, took apart the lollipop in his hand, and ate it by himself.

You don’t eat sweets, I eat!

Under the temptation of the mango popsicles, Qingqing easily agreed to Fu Sijin's **** request.

Even if Fu Sijin repeatedly confessed that they had something to do when they went out, not for fun, Qingqing would swear to the mango popsicles, she would be obedient and would never cause trouble for Fu Sijin.

To put it bluntly, the charm of the enchanting concubine, the mango popsicle, was too great, and Jun Qing was so confused that he didn't know what the night was.

In the morning, Fu Heng was not there, and he didn't know what to do.

Qingqing did not like to let the nanny change her clothes, so Fu Sijin could only do it himself.

Under the command of Qingqing, he awkwardly found her a set of hooded sweater with cat ears and a small skirt with a tail, she was like a childish and cute cat ears cute girl.

Although she's only at the level of a little milk cat, she can't stand her cuteness.

Holding the kitten, Fu Si would like to walk down the street, and the rate of turning his head back was 200%.

Many people covered the trembling Cautious Liver, and secretly took out their mobile phones to take pictures, but they were all stopped by the two bodyguards behind Qingqing.

This posture almost made passers-by think that this is a big star travel.

"A Jin." Qing Qing called softly.

"Huh?" Fu Si bowed his head slightly.

"where are we going?"

Qingqing looked at the strange environment around him, a little curious.

This is a pedestrian street where people come and go, and the streets are full of dazzling shops.

There are clothing stores, toy stores, bookstores, and various snack bars and milk tea shops. The air is filled with the mellow fragrance of various snacks and milk tea, which makes Qing Qing keep poking out his head to look.

Forcibly breaking Qingqing's small head into the right, Fu Sijing stared at her seriously: "What did I tell you before going out?"

"Be obedient, don't be naughty, and don't make a fuss about shopping or eating snacks."

Qing Qing broke his fingers, and memorized Fu Sijin's explanations before leaving the house.

"It's okay to buy things, but the point is not to make a fuss about eating snacks."

Fu Sijin didn't care about the money that bought Qingqing some gadgets. What he valued was not letting Qingqing eat indiscriminately.

It’s not that all the things outside are bad, but many are not suitable for children.

Therefore, it is very necessary to restrain the children in advance when going out.

Especially when they walked into the food street famous for its gourmet snacks, they had to be optimistic, otherwise the little greedy cat would have to be fascinated.