Ji
ian shrugged her small shoulders, her tone very casual.
Ye Xi frowned, he stared straight into Ji
ian's eyes, "Darling, don't you like France?"
Ji
ian sighed, laid down, and rested one of his arms under his head, looked at the ceiling and said, "It's not that I don't like it, it's just that ?"
"But what?" Ye Xi moved closer and turned to look at Ji
ian.
Ji
ian tilted his head and looked at Ye Xi, pouting: "You know, I'm a Chinese after all!"
"?" Ye Xi smirked.
Although Ji
ian had been staying in France from the moment he was born, he had deliberately instilled Chinese education and perspective into the little fellow, whether it be in terms of words or behavior.
So the little guy spoke fluent French, but he knew he was Chinese and he was very interested in Chinese culture and history.
At such a young age, he was already holding the ancient poetry anthology of China and studying the history books of China's 5,000 years of history. Although some little guys already knew more than 3,000 Chinese characters, there were still many words that they didn't know.
However, did the little guy really ask this because he was bored or felt that he was Chinese and should be living in China?
Ye Xi looked at Ji
ian with mixed emotions, "So darling, you want to stay in China?"
Ji
ian rolled his eyes, retracted the small hand pressing down on his neck, and turned around, staring straight at Ye Xi, "Can I?"
"?" Ye Xi took a deep breath.
Just as Ji
ian had said, she was a Chinese after all. Furthermore, she was a very traditional person who believed in following the rules of the law, so even after living in France for two whole years, she still did not have a sense of belonging.
In fact, only she knew how much she wanted to go home.
Even if they didn't live in B city, they wanted to live in China. She loved her country, even though many parts of it were unsatisfactory.
"Mommy, are you worried that Daddy won't agree to let us stay in China?" Ji
ian said.
Ye Xi's eyes flashed as he looked at Ji
ian. He reached out to touch his eyes, "Daddy is worried about our safety."
"Aren't we safe if we stay in China?" Ji
ian frowned.
Ye Xi shook his head, "Darling, you're still young, you wouldn't understand a lot of things ?"
"If you don't tell me, how will you know that I don't understand?" Ji
ian was a little angry, her small eyes were filled with a hundred discontented slanted Ye Xi, and she snorted, "Moreover, you can even understand things, how hard can it be to understand?"
"?" Ye Xi's face was full of blood. It's not easy for the little guy to not damage her intelligence quotient, right?
Around 2pm in the middle of the night, Ji
ian was already fast asleep in Ye Xi's embrace like a pig without any worries, and Ye Xi didn't know if it was because she had slept too much in these past three months, but she wasn't sleepy at all at this moment.
Ye Xi leaned his body as he hugged Ji
ian's small body, and looked at the window with his clear and big eyes.
A strand of the white gauze on the French window was opened from the middle, and the light from the window was a gloomy, pale blue.
In the silent night, it was always very easy to evoke a person's weakness and tear off their disguise.
Glittering light gradually appeared in the corner of Ye Xi's eyes. The immense grief and intense longing in her heart that was strong enough to destroy her was too violent and quick, tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes.
Her mind was filled with memories of that beautiful face. In her mind, she was still vivid and warm. How could she accept that she no longer existed in this world?
Ye Xi closed her eyes, her heart was in too much pain, it was so painful that she had to bend down slightly, one hand grabbing onto her hospital gown, she gritted her teeth tightly, unable to control herself from crying.
Suddenly, the door opened with a "pa da" sound.
Ye Xi's tears stopped and she looked towards the door with her moist long eyelashes lowered.
When he saw the tall and stern figure that covered the entrance in darkness, Ye Xi's heart fiercely panicked.
The sound of steady footsteps came closer and closer to her.
Ye Xi panicked, he closed his eyes and pressed his face down towards Ji
ian's face, but his heart was beating faster than it used to be, following the sound of the footsteps.
The devilish footsteps finally stopped beside her bed. Ye Xi's heart was beating to the limit, yet he seemed to be about to be unable to endure it any longer and stopped.
He unconsciously held his breath, causing the air in the large ward to become filled with the heavy breathing of the man behind him and the light snoring of the sleeping girl in front of him.
The man stood still at the head of the bed for a long time without moving.
However, the two gazes that looked at her from behind were abnormally deep and scorching.
Ye Xi was sweating profusely, because he had been holding his breath for so long.
If the man behind him did not move, Ye Xi would probably suffocate.
But before she suffocated, Ye Xi felt the bed beside her sink.
As her body lightly trembled, a powerful arm had already reached her from behind and embraced her through the blanket.
His breath came close to her neck.
Ye Xi did not dare to breathe, his body was as stiff as a rock.
"Breathe."
Suddenly, the man's helpless sigh drifted over from behind his ears like a wisp of smoke.
Ye Xi's heart skipped a beat, but she held her breath even more tightly.
The man raised his delicate lower jaw slightly and kissed the center of her brows. His voice was surprisingly mute as he said, "Xiao Xi, don't be afraid of me. Don't be afraid of me ?"
"?" Because of the man's words, the tears stuck in Ye Xi's eyes suddenly rolled down.
Her cheeks were cupped, and the man's warm fingers caressed her lashes.
Ye Xi raised his eyes to look at him, and could clearly see the man's deep eyes filled with deep emotions, flooding towards her like a flood.
"I missed you so much." My Xiao Xi.
In an instant, even his heart became moist.
Ye Xi clenched her ten fingers tightly, restraining herself from reaching out to hug the man in front of her. She missed him too, and she especially wanted to.
Huo Yaoting looked at the little girl in his arms, who was crying so hard that her eyes had narrowed into slits.
Slowly tightening her arms, Huo Yaoting took her small and trembling body into his embrace.
His embrace was warm and powerful as usual, and carried a faint fragrance of tobacco, like a deadly poppy, as it tightly surrounded Ye Xi.
Ye Xi's tears had wetted the black shirt on his chest. In the end, under the enticement of his embrace and breathing, the tightly clenched fingers slowly loosened, and carefully, held onto a corner of his shirt.
The strength was so light that Huo Yaoting almost could not feel it.
This "embrace" made Ye Xi greedy. She really hoped that time would always stop at this moment, where there was him, her, and their child.
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