Film Emperor's Death-Seeking Fiance

Part 23: Goodnight Dad

 Yan Qingchi opened his eyes and saw that Chess was looking at him, his mouth was tight, his eyebrows were lightly wrinkled, his eyes were wide open, and the black and white cat eyes were full of sadness. There seemed to be tears coming down. Yan Qingchi looked at him, heartbroken.

He shook his head and said softly, "Why? There is no absolute right or wrong to speak, so why don't you like Chess."

Chess did not speak, but looked at him sadly.

"Chess," Yan Qingchi asked him, "Do you like yourself? Do you think other people, me or your father, like you?"

Chess doesn't know, he doesn't know whether Jiang Mochen and Yan Qingchi like him How much he liked him, his mother also told him that she loved the baby the most, but she still left him behind. The love of adults seems to be difficult to think about. There are always people who come to the courtyard saying that they like them the most, but they still leave. They suddenly repent when they say they are going to take them home. So Chess doesn't know what the adults say Is his love true? I don't know if others really like him.

He looked at Yan Qingchi in a daze, speechless, as if he was about to cry.

"Qiqi, do you remember what your name is?"

"Jiang Zhiqi."

"Yes, do you know what the'Z' in your name means?"

Qiqi shook his head.

"Zhi is the meaning of'de', Jiang Zhiqi is Jiang Mochen's Chess." He touched his hair, "So you will always be your father's child, his Chess, his child, Do you understand?"

I don't understand Chess very well, "How far is it forever?" "It's very far, your lifetime, your father's lifetime."

"How far is your lifetime?"

Yan Qingchi thought for a while, "You are now He is only 5 years old and will grow up in the future. It is his chess when he is 15 years old. It is his child, and when he is 50, it is also his Chess."

"Is it 500 years old?"

Yan Qingchi was amused by his childish words, "Yes, if chess can grow to 500 years old."

"Can Chess grow to 500 years old?" Qiqi asked him.

"Yes," Yan Qingchi said nonsense with his eyes open. "Chess can grow up to many years old."

"Is it okay to grow to 1,000 years old like Grandpa Wisdom?"

"Yeah." Yan Qingchi nodded with a smile. No matter how old you grow up, you will always be his chess." After hearing the words, he slowly revealed a shy, gentle and happy smile.

"So Chess, whether I or your father, we all like you very much. Did you know?"

Chess looked at him for a long time, then slowly and slowly nodded.

"However, it is not enough for us to like you. You have to like yourself."

"How do I like myself?" Qiqi asked him, "Aren't I already me? How can I like me? ? "

" it's simple ah, nice to yourself, believe in yourself, be brave. to tell yourself every day, you are like father, grandparents also like you, aunt liked you, so Chess also enjoyed myself. encounter like something, you can tell people, if shy, then it wanted to tell my father, met do not like something, you can tell people. is not it simple? "

Chess thought, lying He asked in a low voice on his shoulder: "What if the father I like doesn't like it?"

"It doesn't matter. Chess is for children, and father is a big friend. Of course, children and big friends like it differently, just like Chess likes bean paste. Bao, but Dad likes meat buns, will Dad be angry because he doesn't like eating meat buns?"

Qiqi shook his head.

"Would you be angry because Qiqi likes to eat bean paste?"

Qiqi still shook his head.

"So, look, isn't it all right?"

Chess thought for a while, and was surprised to find, "Really."

He sat on Yan Qingchi's lap and tilted his head for a moment. "Father doesn't watch animations, Chess watches animations, and his father is not angry.

" He is your father, so naturally he won't be angry about these."

Chess seemed to realize that, he didn't say anything, he worked hard to conform to the preferences of the two adults in the family, but in fact, he still did something different from them. Move. He watches anime, goes to bed early, likes to eat sweets, and also likes to play, but neither his father nor his dad ever said about him because of this. He seemed to finally solve his troubles all the time, and the whole person was bright, "But," he didn't understand, "Xiao Jing's new mother doesn't like Xiao Jing's likes what she doesn't like."

He said a little circumspect. But Yan Qingchi knew what he wanted to say. He kissed Chess and answered this question with the simplest answer, "Because I am not Xiaojing's mother, I am the father of Chess, so what do I like in Chess? I like them all."

Chess was so shy that he said, he lowered his head silently, and then gently hugged him.

Outside, Jiang Mochen closed the door gently and did not enter. He leaned against the wall, bowed his head and smiled without a trace, and left.

Chess solved his troubles all the time, and thought that he would go to the playground the next day, and he was very happy all day. When he went to bed at night, he whispered Yan Qingchi, "Dad, remember to wake me up early tomorrow."

Yan Qingchi squeezed his face, "I see, go to bed."

Chess shook his hand. He closed his eyes and said, "Good night, Dad, I'm going to bed."

"Good night." Yan Qingchi kissed him and helped him cover the blanket.

As soon as he stood up, he saw Qiqi open his eyes again because of a goodnight kiss, and looked at him with joy.

"Go to sleep," he coaxed.

Chess slightly shrank his head into the blanket, his voice was a little sweet, "Good night Dad."

"Good night."

Yan Qingchi turned off the lights and went out.