Pampering the sea

"Oh, I see, uncle and mother are playing hide-and-seek." Yan Xiaozhi said with a grin, showing her white teeth.

Chu Zhiling rubbed his forehead, and suddenly felt unspeakably tired. He didn't want to talk to Yan Xiaozhi, and he didn't even want to see him, so he took a step forward and sat on the stone bench not far away. Coldness soaked into his limbs and bones, but he just sat there, looking down at the moonlight in the water.

"Uncle, why are you unhappy?" But the child was very clingy, so he trotted over to sit next to Chu Zhiling.

Chu Zhiling actually wanted to know the structure of this child's brain. Didn't he cry because he was afraid of him before, why does he look familiar with him now?

What he doesn't know is that this child with a low IQ will automatically block some bad things in his mind, so in his eyes now, Chu Zhiling is as kind and gentle as when he met not long ago, and he will rub him hair, said not to be afraid.

"Uncle, tell me a story, okay?" The child leaned his head on Chu Zhiling's shoulder affectionately, and smiled.

Chu Zhiling frowned in disgust, he was so preoccupied that he just wanted to calm down by himself, and said coldly to the child, "Go away, brat!"

The child was pushed by him and almost fell to the ground, he was a little unhappy, pouted and said: "I'm not young anymore, I'm four years old!"

Chu Zhiling raised his eyebrows and sneered coldly: "Just you? Four years old?"

"If you don't believe me, you can ask my father!" Seeing Chu Zhiling's disbelieving eyes, the child became a little angry.

But the next moment, he lowered his head again, and said in a low voice: "I forgot, father is dead, and father can't talk anymore..."

Chu Zhiling frowned suspiciously: "Is Yan Zhan dead?"

"Little uncle is not my father." The child raised his head and pouted.

"What did you say?" Chu Zhiling's eyes flashed suddenly, "Yan Zhan is your uncle?"

The child nodded: "Yes."

Seeing that Chu Zhiling seemed to believe his words, the child subconsciously regarded him as one of his own, mumbling and complaining: "Uncle, in fact, mother doesn't like me at all, she said I'm not her son, although I'm not Her own, but I'm very good, why doesn't she like me calling her mother?" The child said sadly, then pulled Chu Zhiling's sleeve again, and said with a smile, "Uncle, mother seems to like you very much, Just be my father, and she will be happy to be my mother."

Chu Zhiling seemed to understand something, his back was a little stiff, and he smiled palely in a flash, and said, "Like me? Doesn't she like Yan Zhan more?"

"No, uncle." The child suddenly approached Chu Zhiling and said, "I'll tell you secretly, you can't tell anyone else."

"One night, I slept with my mother, but she woke up after falling asleep, and then I saw her crying. At that time, it was the first time I saw my mother crying so sadly. The next day, I When I got up, I saw my mother lying on the table, and there were many pieces of paper next to it, all of which were pictures of you, uncle. Uncle, do you think mother likes you very much?"

Chu Zhiling felt his heart tighten, as if something was flowing in his body bit by bit, such a rush, but he still shook his head, and said coldly to the child: "This is impossible, you are lying to me."

"I didn't lie to you." The child blinked, reached into his bosom, and took out a piece of yellowed drawing paper, "Uncle, this is what my mother drew, and there are many more."

"This doesn't mean anything," Chu Zhiling shook his head, his eyes seemed to be filled with fog, looked at the child, and said slowly, "He loves your little uncle more."

"That's not true." The child frowned and said, "Mother asked you to kiss her and hug her, but she wouldn't let my little uncle hug her. I heard my mother and my little uncle talking about it the other day. I just wanted him to divorce her and find someone else to be his wife. I didn’t know what a wife meant, but when I asked my mother, she only said that she was sorry for my little uncle. Uncle,” the child raised his head and asked ignorantly, “wife Does it mean I'm sorry?"

"Uncle, what's wrong with you, are you sick?" The child looked at Chu Zhiling whose face suddenly turned pale, and couldn't help calling in a low voice.

Chu Zhiling was stunned, his dark eyes became extremely empty, it seemed that there was nothing in front of him, he couldn't see anything, his whole body seemed to have fallen into an ice cave, and the chill was bit by bit. Corrosion of the lungs.A heart is like rolling in mud, so uncomfortable.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." The man buried his face between his hands, his voice suddenly became very hoarse, and the moonlight shone on his black temples, showing a trace of late-growth paleness, as if he had aged a few years.

Chu Zhiling stood up and walked forward blankly, the voice of the child kept ringing from behind, but he didn't want to pay attention to anything.

"Who do you think you are, stinky man!" By the lake, the woman grabbed a stone and threw it into the water, wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said angrily.

"Why can you spend a lot of time and drink, but I have to guard your body and mind for you so foolishly, obviously you abandoned me first." The woman held her forehead, then grabbed a jar of wine, and poured it into her mouth.

"Only I thought that you would really love me for the rest of your life. Even if you were blinded for a while, you would see clearly one day. Look how stupid I am. I'm still waiting for this day. Haha, when will I change? Such a virgin?" Xin Yue smiled self-deprecatingly, and took another gulp of strong wine.

The cherry blossom trees beside him dropped their petals one after another. Xin Yue sat on the ground, leaning on the tree, like a desperate homeless animal.

"You're so stupid, you've said such hurtful words, why do I still want to chase after him, trying to explain that Xiaozhi is not my son at all, and nothing happened to me and Yan Zhan, is there any medicine for me? Haha... ..." Xin Yue raised his head to pour wine, tears rolled down his cheeks mixed with the wine, the sadness in his heart turned into anger, Xin Yue swung his arms, and threw the wine jar in his hand towards the lake, "Dogs and men, die to me Let's go! I wish you a happy marriage for a hundred years, and it's okay to have a baby!"

After saying this, she leaned drunkenly by the tree again, patted her cheek with her hand, and lazily said: "Hey, Xin Yue, how can you say such rude words?"

"But I'm really annoying!" She frowned again, leaned back, and fell to the ground with a thud.

"Who?" It felt as if someone was stepping on the petals, and the voice was rustling. Xin Yue half-closed his eyes and looked at the sky, and said drunkenly, "The admiral is resting now, and I will report any important military affairs later. !"

She closed her eyes, but opened them lazily the next moment.

"I said don't come here, are you deaf or..."