Daddy, Pursue Mommy Quickly

After breakfast, because the child had just experienced a kidnapping, so sang Shijun and Xia Bing asked for a few days' leave from the kindergarten. They also planned to put the company's affairs aside for the two days, and accompany the children well at home to eliminate their sequelae caused by kidnapping.

"Talk about it?"

Sang Shijun finds sang Yuxin, who is hiding in a corner to paint. His voice is low.

Sang Yuxin looked at the direction of Xia Bing. At the moment, she is accompanying Xia Yanyou in writing a code. She did not understand the meaning of these letters, so she sat quietly beside Xia Yanyou, listening to Xia Yanyou explain and demonstrate to her.

Sang Yuxin guessed that his mother must have come to talk to his father.

After sipping his lips, he nodded: "good."

Well, it's not like his style to be so stuffy in the drum all the time.

He put down the drawing board, sang Shijun came to him and sat down. His long legs bent on his knees, forming a semicircle circle with him.

"What did your mother do to make you unhappy?" See you, Shanshan.

Sang Yuxin pursed his lips and lowered his eyes: "in fact, it's nothing. I expect too much. My mother didn't do anything wrong."

Sang Shijun listened to the clouds and said in a deep voice, "speak clearly."

Sang Yuxin took a deep breath and thought about it. He told sang Shijun about that day.

After listening, sang Shijun was silent for a long time.

The sunlight from the window, sprinkled on his resolute side face, but his eyes more and more into the shadow.

He looks very pale and gloomy.

Sang Yuxin thought it was a small matter for his father. Unexpectedly, he realized that his father's face was a little angry?

After a slight pause, sang Yuxin explained again: "I'm really not angry with my mother. I just feel that my expectation is too high, so I decided to adjust my attitude."

Sang Shijun Mei Feng gathered, dark eyes deep dark: "no, this is your mother's fault."

He stood up and strode towards the direction of Xia Bing, his eyes were still dark.

Sang Yuxin blinked at his father's tall figure. Did he say something wrong?

"Xia Bing, I have something to tell you." Sangshijun tone is not very good, the expression on his face is also some heavy.

Xia Bing Zheng Zheng Zheng, get up to go to him: "what?"

Sang Shijun did not speak, but went directly out of the living room with a gloomy look.

Xia Bing followed him out.

Sang Shijun stopped at the porch, frowned and turned back: "have you never regarded sang Yuxin as your son?"

On both sides of the porch, hundreds of flowers are blooming and the grass is gloomy. With the breeze blowing, the fragrance lingers on the tip of your nose, but you can't hide the gunpowder smell of Sang Shijun at the moment.

Xia Bing frowned, and her heart was a little unhappy: "what do you mean? When did I not treat Yuxin as my son

"I don't know if he doesn't say that. When you went to the police station to meet someone that day, you went into the hall only to look for Xia Yanyou. Even Yuxin said hello to you, but you didn't pay attention to him! You also said that Xia Yanyou was not the only son in your heart?"

Xia Bing's eyebrows wrinkled deeper, and she felt a little puzzled in her heart, because she could not remember that after entering the hall that day, sang Yuxin was also at the scene. Her attention was attracted by the figure of the police officer.

After thinking for a moment, she replied: "first of all, I didn't really see sang Yuxin. Moreover, in the phone before, you didn't know the situation. Sang Yuxin had no problem at all. It was Xia Yanyou who was so afraid that he didn't sleep for two days. I worried about him for the first time. Is it rare that it's normal?"