An Inconspicuous Shooting Star

"I just want to do something for you, but find that I can't even do this thing well."

It is said that the cry of a child sounds heart-piercing. Cheng Yan didn't think it before, but now he understands it deeply.

"Dad, Dad." Huo Xiaoman's sobbing continued uninterrupted, and his tears slapped a small piece of the quilt in front of him.

Cheng Yan cautiously patted her on the back while holding a tissue to wipe her tears and persuaded: "Xiao Man, don't you cry?"

Hearing the sound, Huo Xiao looked at the person in front of him with tears in his eyes and paused for a few seconds.

But before Cheng Yan felt relieved, the eyelashes soaked in tears flickered twice, and the little guy's face was twisted together again, and he began to cry.

Her two small hands held the quilt tightly, and her body was crying and trembling. Cheng Yan persuaded her in a low voice, but it still didn't work, so she had to slowly caress her back and kept her smooth.

"Xiaoman, stop crying, stop crying." Cheng Yan said softly, "tell my brother what's wrong?"

"Dad, I want dad." The little guy kept reading.

When Cheng Yan heard that there was no way, he had to call Huo Sheng, but after a few beeps, the opposite side never answered.

Xiaoman's crying became louder and louder, and he felt a little flustered.But he didn't know what to do now, so he could only soothe it all the time, and didn't dare to leave for a moment.

Generally speaking, the child is easy to get tired when crying and crying. After a while, the voice gradually becomes quieter.

When Cheng Yan saw it, he hurried outside to pour a glass of water and twisted a small square to wipe her face.

Seeing the red face in front of him, he felt very distressed, and he didn't understand why the children were all asleep and would suddenly miss their father.

Huo Xiaoman pouted and muttered "Dad" in a low voice. His round eyes looked straight ahead, and his tears fell with the choking.

Holding the quilt hand on the side, slowly grabbing the corner of the person next to him, Cheng Yan leaned forward a little when he saw this, and gently caged the little guy in front of him.

I don't know how long it took, the mobile phone on hand finally vibrated, and Cheng Yan glanced at the caller ID and quickly picked it up.

The other party asked him one step at a time: "Cheng Yan? What's the matter? I didn't see it just after taking a shower. What happened so late?"

The voice in the earpiece came out, and Huo Xiaoman, who was on the side, heard it all. She who had finally stopped sobbing, she just opened her mouth and cried out again.

The other side didn't explain anything to others, and understood directly.He preached to Cheng Yan: "Little Man is crying? I guess she will be like this. Give her the phone and turn on the amplifier."

"Well, good." Cheng Yan answered, putting his phone aside.

"Huo Xiaoman." The voice coming from the phone was very serious. The gentleness of talking to Cheng Yan a minute ago was completely lost. He said: "How did you promise me? Go ahead and go to Cheng Yan. Brother, who doesn't cry or make trouble?"

"Dad." Huo Xiaoman whimpered in a low voice.

Huo Sheng changed his attitude, and said softly: "Let's talk, what's wrong?"

The little guy here gradually stopped crying, but with two red eyes, staring at the phone screen in a daze, without making a sound.

Cheng Yan said to the other person while stroking her back, "I just happened to be going to bed, maybe I was afraid of turning off the light, so I suddenly missed Dad."

"Missing Dad." Huo Xiao cast his mouth full, and he was about to cry again.

Cheng Yan, who was on the side, quickly comforted her, and then listened to the other side to speak again, and his tone was gentler than before: "Xiao Man, how dad told you before, you also agreed, right? You can't give Cheng Yan brother Trouble?"

"Yeah." The little guy was extremely wronged.

"Then if you think about Dad, can you tell me what it looks like when you cry whenever you want, eh?" Huo Sheng said, "You asked for it, so don't cry. If you're over crying today, you won't cry tomorrow, okay? ?"

"Okay." Huo Xiaoman replied again after hearing the sound, and then slowly got up and drilled towards Cheng Yan.

Cheng Yan guarded her and saw that she was wronged because of what Huo Sheng said. He also felt that Huo Sheng was a little harsh on Xiaoman. He thought about it and said to help: "Xiaoman is also the first time. Come, it's normal."

Who knows that the other side immediately replied: "You asked her, is it the first time? Last time I sent her aunt like that. I cried all night, and I was afraid that this happened and this morning was special. I talked to her and it turned out to be the same."

"That's no way, how can children control their emotions." Cheng Yan helped again.

After saying this, Huo Xiaoman didn't know if he understood it, so he wiped the tears with the back of his hand and drilled into the person's arms, but the whole person still kept the posture of turning his head and looking at the phone.

The other side was silent for a while, then sighed, and said, "Xiaoman, Dad shouldn't say you so harshly, but it's not right for you to cry."

"Well," Huo Xiaoman's response was one degree weaker than just before. After a while, seeing that her father stopped blaming him, he whispered again: "Dad, when are you coming back."

"Next Tuesday night," the opposite suddenly shouted: "Cheng Yan."

"You said." Cheng Yan replied.

"I just wanted to send you a message. The meeting was originally held on Friday and the weekend for three days, but now it's changed to next Monday and Tuesday. I won't go back temporarily. If Xiaoman is waiting for you, you may not be convenient. If it doesn't work, let my sister pick her up." Huo Sheng said.

Before he finished speaking, the little guy in Cheng Yan's arms trembled and quickly raised his head to look at him.

This reaction caused Cheng Yan to snicker in his heart. It turned out that the little guy also had someone who was afraid. He just said, "It's okay, just let her stay here."

"All right," Huo Sheng said with a smile in his voice: "You don't want to be annoying, so let her stay, if you cry again, you just call me."

"Good." Cheng Yan replied.

After that, the two of them talked a few more about work. When they were about to finish the conversation, Huo Xiaoman, who hadn't said anything, hurriedly called out: "Dad."

Huo Sheng on the other side sighed when he heard it, and asked others: "Cheng Yan, if it's convenient for you, put your cell phone here. I'll talk to her for a while, so go and rest first."

Cheng Yan immediately replied, "Well, good."

He just agreed, and put the phone beside Huo Xiaoman's pillow to let her crawl into the bed, but they did not leave.

He was at the bedside, listening to the man comforting his daughter in a low voice, slowly reasoning to her, asking her to be obedient, and the dull truth was occasionally interspersed with small stories, which made Huo Xiaoman still amused. A smile slowly appeared on the little red face.

Cheng Yan felt mixed for a while, and felt that he was still far away, too far away.