My little ancestor, you are sweet and wild

Shen Zhijin.

He held the little girl in his arms, green and clumsy, but with rare love and patience between his eyebrows and eyes.

The little girl was coaxed by him. She looked up and saw a strange and beautiful face. For a moment, she seemed stunned and forgot to cry. She looked at him with red eyes and a trace of loss and curiosity.

Her eyelashes were still hung with crystal tears, looking pitiful and lovely.

Shen Zhijin was hurt by the look in his eyes, coaxed her to move lighter, and stroked her back heart.

He never said much. At this time, he was at a loss. He turned over and over, and there was only one sentence left.

"... good, don't cry..."

Seeing that it was Shen Zhijin, the crowded crowd stopped quickly.

The little girl's mother finally came over and shouted with worry:

"Dream, dream!"

Hearing her mother's voice, the little girl looked up.

Seeing her mother, her grievance came up again. She opened her arms and cried in her voice:

"Mom!"

The woman quickly bent over to hold her.

"Mengmeng, I'm sorry. Is it my mother's bad? Did it hurt?"

Shen Zhijin paused slightly, immediately released his hand and stood up.

The little girl jumped into her mother's arms and hugged her tightly. She wanted to nod. Suddenly she remembered the uncle who coaxed her and looked back.

She looked at Shen Zhijin, gently shook her head and whispered:

"... it doesn't hurt..."

The woman thanked Shen Zhijin again and again:

"Professor Shen, thank you so much!"

Shen Zhijin's look has returned to his usual calm.

"You're welcome."

He opened his mouth and his eyes fell on the little girl's face. His throat was dry. After a while, he tightened his voice and said,

"Why don't you protect your children?"

I don't know if it was an illusion. Ning Li heard Shen Zhijin's cold and repressed anger from this sentence.

Since she knew Shen Zhijin, Shen Zhijin has always been calm and indifferent without seeing waves.

This was the first time she saw Shen Zhijin angry.

The little girl's mother didn't think Shen Zhijin would react like this, but this time she really didn't protect her daughter. If Shen Zhijin hadn't come forward in time, I don't know what would happen.

She hugged the little girl with a guilty and ashamed look:

"I was too careless..."

Seeing this, the little girl hugged her neck and rubbed her face.

"Don't blame mom..."

As she said this, she pouted at Shen Zhijin and cried out in a tearful voice:

"Uncle! Don't be cruel to my mother! "

This sound seems to finally make Shen Zhijin come to his senses.

He closed his eyes and suppressed the surging emotion at the bottom of his heart.

But in a flash, he became a handsome, elegant, rigorous and steady Shen Zhijin.

The woman coaxed the little girl and then explained:

"Professor Shen, I have always admired you very much. I brought Mengmeng today. In fact, I just wanted to attend your lecture......"

She looked at the girl in her arms,

"Mengmeng, shall we go home?"

The little girl seemed reluctant and whispered:

"... I mean looking at the stars..."

The woman looked a little embarrassed.

Shen Zhijin said:

"Yanqiu, take them in."

Yan Qiu was stunned for a moment and immediately reacted:

"OK."

They take a special passage and don't have to be crowded with others.

It is said that autumn leads the way, but many dangers can be avoided.

He said to the woman:

"Come with us, madam."

The woman was a little embarrassed:

"Well... Thank Professor Shen."

Shen Zhijin only nodded gently and turned to the side door.

The party immediately followed.

......

Entering the auditorium, the woman thanked Shen Zhijin again.

Shen Zhijin looked pale and walked slightly to the backstage of the auditorium.

Yanqiu with him.

Ning Li followed Fu Niannian to his seat.

After all, they are the students led by Shen Zhijin. They are a great place in the middle of the third row.

The woman also had tickets, and it happened to be two rows behind them on the right.

There are not too many people entering the field at this time.

After Ning Li took his seat, he heard the little girl's soft waxy voice behind him.

"Mom, that uncle just fell and hurt."

Her mother couldn't help laughing.

"Nonsense, Professor Shen didn't fall. He was trying to help dream up."

The little girl is very serious:

"But he cried."

Ning Li was stunned.

The woman seemed to have some accidents. She immediately ordered the little girl's nose.

"How is that possible? Only Mengmeng cried. Everyone saw it. "

Seeing that she didn't believe it, the little girl raised her voice slightly.

"It's true! I really saw him cry! "

She shook her head and muttered seriously:

"He must have been in pain before he cried."

......

People came into the auditorium one after another, and there were more and more people in the auditorium.

The voices of mother and daughter were gradually drowned by the noisy voices.

Ning Li was a little bleary.

Shen Zhijin

He didn't hesitate when he went to help the little girl.

For a moment, no one saw his face.

No one knew what he was thinking at that time.

After hesitating for a moment, she turned to Fu Niannian and asked softly:

"Elder martial brother, Mr. Shen... Do you have children?"

Fu was stunned every year and then shook his head.

"No."

Ning Li thought of Shen Zhijin's clumsy picture of coaxing the little girl and nodded gently.

Yeah.

If Shen Zhijin had children for so long, the outside world should not have no rumors.

He shouldn't have... Never had a festival like the Mid Autumn Festival.

The crowd entered one after another, and the auditorium was gradually filled with seats.

Many people also stood in the back aisle.

Suddenly, there was a stir in the auditorium.

Ning Li looked up and saw that Shen Zhijin was on the stage.

Just like every time he appeared in front of everyone, he was handsome, elegant, clear and proud.

Some young students could not hide their excited comments from behind.

Her eyes fell involuntarily on his left knee.

Close, you can vaguely see a little light dust mark.

That's the trace he left when he knelt down and picked up the little girl.

She suddenly remembered the little girl's words.

——He must have been in pain before he cried.