Chapter 421

He should have come to pick up the children as well as everyone else, but it's strange to see him.

But because that person just stands here quietly, it gives people a kind of air-conditioning field of staying in the upper position for a long time, and makes people dare not get too close to the front.

Although he talked with the middle-aged woman next to him in a low voice, he was gentle and indifferent, not as cold and serious as before, but also made people around him wonder who he was and whose child's parent he had never met.

Around the parents have sideways, quietly and curiously look.

Before long, the children began to come out of the teaching building, and walked to the front and back of the kindergarten in a neat line. When they saw their parents coming to pick them up, they all turned back and waved goodbye to the teacher.

When Mianmian came out of the gate with her lovely schoolbag, she saw grandma Qin standing in the crowd as usual, looking inside, and sprinting with a smile.

In the middle of running, I suddenly noticed the tall and straight figure next to grandma Qin, full of happy little face. I was stunned for a moment. My big eyes like black grapes gradually became bigger and rounder. It seemed that I thought I was wrong. My little feet in lovely pink sports shoes were standing there, staring there.

Aunt Qin saw Mianmian was silly. She couldn't help laughing and waved to Mianmian like cheering her: "Mianmian, come here."

Mianmian looks at grandma Qin with a smile on her face. Her eyes return to the familiar uncle's face. She blinks. She doesn't dare to move.

The parents around him receive the children smoothly, and they are all talking. Jing Jihan walks forward from the noisy crowd and approaches Mianmian Mian until he is only two or three steps away. Seeing Mianmian Mian's more shocked look, his straight legs stop under his trousers and slowly squat down in her direction. Thousands of worlds have been floating under his eyes for many years, In the deep eyes of the sea, it seems to turn into the softest wind in an instant, lingering on the small figure in front of us.

Men's eyes warm and soft, without a trace of reservation, open arms: "mianmianmian, come on."

Mianmian looked at him blankly. After a long time, many parents outside the door had already left, and there was a lot of silence around.

The kindergarten teacher thought something was wrong when he saw the situation here, but he saw the aunt standing behind, smiling lovingly and even with tears, as if he was very happy and excited. He stopped to approach the past, but he was not sure. Instead of turning back to the teaching building, he stood by and watched quietly.

"Mianmian." Jing Jihan looks at Mianmian, his voice is low and gentle: "come here."

Mianmian's little feet move for a while. The child doesn't know what it means to be timid. He just looks at him in a daze. But since she finally started to move forward again, she resolutely walked in the direction of Jing Jihan without hesitation.

"Uncle Ji Han..." Mianmian's voice was almost instinctive, and he called a little timidly. The next moment, he was directly held in his arms by the man.

Just four words, low voice of small, is clearly a wrong name in those years, but let Jing Jihan never shed tears from the memory of the eyes overflow with sour.

A man is like holding a pearl of the sea that has been lost for many years, as if he had missed seven years, six years of growth, only two years ago a few months passed by the trace, but the trace is too deep, life after life can not erase, everything in this moment was firmly embraced by him.

Aunt Qin can't help but wipe her tears. Although she doesn't know how Mr. Jing came to pick up the child today, she has heard of the news that Shi Su suddenly got married. Although she is only a nanny, she has been around Shi Su and Mianmian for a long time. In the past two years, Mianmian Mian has been very sensible and dare not mention Mr. Jing in front of Shi su, But secretly, I often draw him. Now I see Mr. Jing coming to pick up the child. How can I not be moved.

Aunt Qin wiped some excited tears and said, "Mr. Jing, I said Mianmian didn't forget you. Although she was only four years old two years ago, she was so impressed with you that she often thought about you secretly. I said... This child will never forget Mr. Jing. You... She really remembers..."

Jing Jihan touched the lovely braid on Mianmian's head, looked at the still muddled Mian, and stood up with her. Then he looked at the little girl with a smile, as if she had come back to herself at last, full of surprise and unbelievable eyes, and wiped her lovely nose: "little silly girl, scared?"

Mianmian blinked, quickly reached out and hugged Jing Jihan's neck: "no, are you really uncle Jihan? I'm not dreaming, am I? "

Sure enough, he was born by Shi Su and was good at making reality a dream.

I always thought I was dreaming.

Jing Jihan smiles and walks out with her in his arms. Aunt Qin comes to help carry the schoolbag on Mianmian's back. Jing Jihan refuses. He takes off the schoolbag behind Mianmian and walks towards the parking space with mianmianmian in one hand and her small schoolbag in the other. It's not fake anyone's hand.

Aunt Qin didn't go there any more. She just looked at it with a smile for a while and planned to call Shi Su back later.

"Uncle Ji Han, you pinch me. Pinch me to see if it hurts. If it hurts, it's not a dream!" Mianmian is held by Jing Jihan to the side of the car. Her soft little arm is always around his neck. She tries to put her face in his direction.

Jing Jihan smiles and looks at the little girl who takes the initiative to put her face together. She puts her bag into the car and raises her hand to gently pinch her face.

"It's too light. It doesn't hurt at all. Pinch it again." Mianmian continues to put her face together.

Jing Jihan, who is willing to pinch, kisses her little face. Wen Sheng says, "I know a magic spell. As long as you can recite it, it means it's not a dream."

"What spell?" My eyes are full of curiosity.

"The spell is very simple. It's only two words." Jing Jihan put Mianmian into the car with a light smile. When he helped the little girl fasten her seat belt, he raised an elegant eyebrow and said, "yes, Dad."

"Dad?" Mianmian looked at him stupidly: "why?"

Jing Jihan gently pinched her small nose: "because the father in the dream is false, now the father is real, standing in front of you."

Mianmian was sitting in the car with her little face on her back, and suddenly she said, "Oh

Jing Jihan because of her this sound "Oh" and look at her: "how?"

Mianmian suddenly takes out a small toy from her schoolbag, which falls out of her fart. She looks embarrassed and says: "it's fart..."

And then he was excited: "my ass hurts!"

Jing Jihan

The brain circuits of mother and daughter are different.