When the iceberg is sweetened by me

Chapter 268 That was him, the voice of childhood.

Bei Yan had only been away for half a day, and she really couldn't reach the point of missing her crazily.

He can't judge the depth of his liking for Bei Yan, but there is a good example around him.

When Mu Jinhan couldn't fall in love with Chu Yan back then, not getting the desire would deepen people's desires, and he didn't treat Chu Yan like that at that time.

What's more, Bei Yan just went to participate in a show, and she will come back during the break, and he can go there immediately if he wants to see her, so he really needs to do this.

And the reason why he didn't feel sleepy was that his heart was inexplicably uneasy.

Why are you upset?

He was ridiculously afraid that he would suddenly lose Bei Yan just like that.

Even though he is determined not to reject Bei Yan and is tempted now, but towards women... there is indeed a gap that is difficult to bridge and overcome.

Even for a woman like Chu Yan who has been trained as a female bodyguard, when he heard Mu Jinhan talk about Chu Yan's horrible experience, the fear in his heart was no less than that of Mu Jinhan who loved Chu Yan deeply.

Mu Jinhan was afraid of losing Chu Yan, and his fear was because Chu Yan was a woman.

At that time, he also told Mu Jinhan that women are fragile no matter how strong they are.

But Mu Jinhan refuted him, all the lives in this world are both strong and fragile, aren't men?
A man suffered a stab or a bullet in the heart, got terminally ill, still suffered, and would still die.

What Mu Jinhan said was correct, but he still felt in his heart that as a man, he could bear a lot of pain without feeling pain, but a woman could not.

To be precise, it should be that he feels that women should not bear those things.

And this kind of cognition, he really didn't know how he became more and more ingrained, and it was difficult to remove.

Now that he is so uncertain, it is because of the obstacles in his understanding of women that he feels that Bei Yan is also fragile.

He didn't contact any women before, even thinking that his mother had a father and Xiaohuaihua, he avoided going home to see his mother, and turned a deaf ear to all kinds of things about women. His heart has always been very stable.

But now that he's in contact with a woman, he can't help worrying and thinking about it, even at this time he can't wait to see Bei Yan in the blink of an eye.

The feeling of not being able to overcome the inner barrier is very painful.

After staying in the study and thinking about it for a while, he suddenly remembered something, got up and hurried back to his bedroom.

Then he took out a photo from the cabinet in the bedroom.

It was the photo of Beiyan that he got from the mage before.

He went back to his study and clipped the photos on a monitor that was not always on.

Looking at the frail girl in the photo carrying an iron hoe, he found a little peace of mind to overcome anxiety from this photo.

After that he went to work.

Programming is a very energy-intensive and concentration-consuming thing. After his head was occupied by a series of program codes, the blockages in his mind were slowly thrown away.

In fact, he didn't sleep well yesterday while hugging Bei Yan, and after that he was busy at night, he really should have a rest long ago.

In the end, after he stayed in the study for another two hours, his eyes were so sleepy, he propped his head up and thought about resting for a while, but fell asleep.

He was alone at home, so he didn't close the door of the study tightly.

As the night got darker, the kitten in the living room meowed again, but not as loudly as before.

And this cry can still be heard far away in the mansion where there is only one Meng Zixian, it is still like the cry of a baby.

……

Happiness and tension mixed, and a little bit of self-blame.

He made a little baby cry.

That little baby is even cuter than his own brother, with big eyes, long eyelashes, and chubby cheeks.

But he made the baby cry, those big eyes stared at him, tears fell down, and the sound of crying scratched his heart and lungs.

"Stop crying, don't cry, okay?"

He sat on the soft sofa, holding the baby tightly in his arms, feeling his arms were sore, but he was reluctant to let go.

Really cute, how can there be such a cute existence in this world?

But the baby keeps crying.

"Grandma, come quickly!"

Eventually, he began to recruit soldiers.

But no one answered him, he took a deep breath, his arms were at their limit, he leaned on the sofa, leaned the baby against him, and carefully changed positions to hold him.

No, as soon as he changed his position, the baby stopped crying.

Ok?
Could it be that the baby was uncomfortable because of the way he hugged it just now?

He was so happy to see that the little cutie stopped crying. He raised his hand and carefully wiped the tears from the little cutie's face.

The touch is really good, better than the touch of those high-grade silks that grandma cherishes so much.

He pursed his lips, swallowed again quietly, looked left and right, and said to the little baby, "I won't find out."

Then he kissed the little cutie's chubby little face.

Well, he was so happy that no one found out.

After the little cutie stopped crying, he saw that the expression on his face changed, and the big eyeballs rolled quickly, as if such a big little person had their own thoughts.

He remembered that when grandma was hugging him, he would sometimes say to the baby, "Kiss grandma."

Grandma said that such a big baby will soon be able to speak and understand.

Thinking about this moment, he leaned closer to the little cutie's face, and said softly: "You kiss and envy brother..."

As soon as the words fell, Xiaocutie's two white and tender hands grabbed his face, it hurt so much!
He hastily freed up a hand to move the two little hands away, but here, his eyes caught something on the tender white wrist, which was bright.

Strange, when did you wear it?

He was just about to take a closer look, when a gentle voice with a smile came from behind: "Xian'er, thank you for your hard work."

He heard the sound and turned his head.

There was a bright light in front of him, so bright that it hurt his eyes.

When he closed his eyes because of this—

"what--"

It's a woman's scream.

Then, there was his unfamiliar yet extremely familiar cry.

"Grandma!"

Such a cry was followed by a terrible cry of a baby.

That crying sound still scratched his heart and lungs, he wanted to see what happened, but he couldn't open his eyes...

When he tried hard to open his eyes, his mind was suddenly occupied by the meow of "meow", and there were also sounds like "Claws scratching the door" from time to time.

When a shrill, cute and unusually loud meow came suddenly, Meng Zixian swayed, and the arm supporting his head fell to the table due to numbness, and he woke up with a start.

And the shrill meowing didn't stop.

When a person is suddenly frightened in sleep, his brain will be confused for a moment, and his heart will beat extremely fast.

However, after his heartbeat calmed down, he suddenly couldn't remember what he dreamed about.

Because of the shadows in his heart about dreams when he was young, he never took the initiative to think about dreams that can be forgotten in seconds unless he wakes up and still has dreams in his head.

When he looked intently at the door, he found that the little white cat was stuck in the crack of the door.

What is it doing here?
When he stood up and wanted to take a look, he suddenly found that the corners of his eyes were wet.

Raise your hand and wipe it, it's tears.

tears?
Subconsciously, he still thought about what he had dreamed about.

soon.

"Grandma!"

He thought of a cry in his dream.

That was him, the voice of childhood.

(End of this chapter)