Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Happy is asleep.

She didn't come back for many days, and the little guy finally fell asleep after begging her to tell several stories in a row.

The song dragged Happy's quilt up, then looked at her soft little face, hooked her lips and laughed, then picked up her phone and looked at the time, then put it down, so quietly leaning on the bed half sitting, but not worried.

Over the years, she has become accustomed to staying up late every day overtime, getting paid to go out every day, sleeping on average almost every day for no more than five hours, even less, and rarely sleeping before twelve o'clock in the night. It is now less than twelve o'clock. Four years of biological clock habits have made it difficult for her to fall asleep immediately even if she closed her eyes now.

Normally too busy, suddenly it's rare to take a night off, plus tomorrow you don't have to get up early to go to the office, tomorrow you can rest all day at home with the child, she won't be sleepy.

So I sat on the bed for a long time, and when I read the song, I gradually came back to God, and I thought about it, and I took a little box out of the drawer by the bed, and then I took an old phone out of the little box.

This is the phone she had four years ago, and now all kinds of new phones are all over the street alley. The original flappable touchscreen phones were long gone.

Because it had not been touched for a long time, the electricity on her phone had run out long ago. She looked under the drawer for a while, found an old charger, plugged it in, and then heard strangers sound a little like a familiar boot, very light chord music, and didn't wake up the music that was already asleep.

Until a long time ago, the mobile phone screen lit up, looking at the time and background image displayed above, the mind of the song followed a trance.

She hasn't turned on this phone in at least two years.

A long time ago, the sweet texts she carefully saved in her phone had long been deleted by Xiao Da. All that was left in this phone was the texts sent by Qin Shiting when she last returned to Haicheng more than four years ago. After disembarking from the plane, she saw the influx.

There's only so little record left.

She opened the text box and looked down at the pages that were only available on her phone four years ago, one by one.

I saw the last two texts.

[Qin Shiting, let's break up.]

He didn't reply.

He hasn't responded in four years.

Her collapse and overnight madness prompted her to leave the next day before dawn, and she wanted to know what would happen if he woke up and saw the text.

Qin Shiting had enough tolerance for her, if she knew enough to preserve the love they cherished.

Her resoluteness and determination at the time were all evident that night, in the words of the text.

The reason why they never even left was not a word, even breaking up was just a text message.

If she is Qin Shiting, she will not forgive this irresponsible practice of making jokes about love.

Qin Shiting gently caressed the phone screen while reading the song. Qin Shiting sent her the last text message, and the last text she sent herself. She gently caressed her fingers one at a time, then leaned her head back and looked up at the faint wall lamp on the wall.

Four years, she spent four years lifting Shida Group from negative assets, no longer in a hollow state, the company's inherent assets and current assets can finally operate normally a whole company, that investment sponsored by Aunt Bai is now officially profitable, everything is finally on the right side.

Four years, her best youth, her best youth were used to sustain the company, but the problems of the executives and directors were still there, just not as obvious. After all, the funds she had personally pulled from Aunt White and her own shares, even in the eyes of all doubts, were still eligible. Four years, she had enough to keep her steady, enough to keep those people quiet.

But they're still there.

Instead of talking about the directors, just about her own uncle and uncle, she kept staring at her and never admitted that one of her little girls stepped on her head.

But only if she has too many shares in the company. When her father was still alive a few years ago, even though he had to sit in a wheelchair every day, he was at least conscious. He could still tell her about many things in the company and explain the situation to her, because with her father, those people were still afraid to make a brazen appearance.

Now she stood steady, Daddy was relieved when he left, even she remembered that day, he still had a string of his mother's favorite pearl necklaces in his hand, which were not precious, but it was a love letter from Daddy and Daddy more than 20 years ago, and Mommy loved it for many years.

Because she lived in a happy family most of the time since she was a kid, so when she first found out she was pregnant, she thought that she and Qin Shiting might never have a future, but also because it was her and Qin Shiting's child, she didn't want to break it, even if... she was born alone, alone with the child... She hid everyone, went to the hospital for a maternity test, the first time she heard of the fetus heart, she finally fell into tears for the first time since she came back from Haicheng.

Did you hear that, Qin Shiting, there is another person's heartbeat in my body, this person is our baby, I have a baby.

She walked all the way here until she had fun. When she named the child, she was still a little confused. After all, Aunt Xiang took the child to her bed and said that the baby was particularly cute. Ask her what name she wanted to give the baby.

She looked at the lamp with her eyes open and said, "I don't know, I haven't even named a puppy. I just want her to grow up safe, healthy, cute, happy, and free from worries. ”

Aunt Xiang said: “Otherwise, call it Shi Happy. It's simple and pleasant. It's not that complicated, it's happy. ”

And she was lying there thinking about it for a while, and she said, "It's better to call it Coke, it's cute and adorable, and it's thirst-quenching. ”

Shikola's child could never have imagined her name so definitely because her mother screamed in the maternity ward for too long, her voice was mute, she was thirsty for too long and she could not drink water, then just because of thirst quenching... she called Shikola.

I read songs and look at the little pleasures of falling asleep.

Little guy is young, although he speaks very cleverly, but because he has an aunt and she is around since childhood, the protection is great, he has not been bullied, in kindergarten, the relationship with the children is good, the teacher likes her, so far she doesn't really understand what the word "father" means.